I'm the middle child so sometimes I'm forgotten. Left behind. After awhile I got used to it and just take it in stride like everything else I do. I hate to keep secrets from my family as well. I'm pretty friendly and outgoing at school though. I love my girlfriend Maggie deeply, and I don't care who knows either. I'm always me and never put on a front for anyone. Even when I'm nervous or scared. My self confidence was taken down at Sturgis, but I'm working on building it back up.

[smear:#a919e6]Positive Traits:[/smear:#00ced1:0]
1)Extroverted: Outgoing; socially adept.
2)Friendly: Showing friendship; acting in a way that befits a friend.
3)Playful: Fond of playing and fun.
4)Courageous: Possessing the mental or moral resilience to face opposition, danger, or difficulties despite one's fear. I have to be with five older sisters.
5)Loyal: Unswervingly devoted.
6)Imaginative: Having an active imagination; forming clear mental images of things that have not been previously considered.

[smear:#00ced1]Negative Traits: [/smear:#a919e6:0]
1)Mischievous: Getting oneself and others into frequent trouble.
2)Paranoid: Inclined to excessive worrying and irrational suspicion. When my sisters are whispering and looking at me oh yeah!
3)Rebellious: Flouting the rules of one's parents or society. I do to a certain extent.
4)Stubborn: Unyielding or obstinate.
5)Perfectionist: Perceiving anything less than perfection as failure.
6)Gullible: Easily misled or duped. My sisters get me all the time!

I have three older brothers and three younger brothers so I'm right in the middle. Though I'm my dad's fourth child I'm my mom's first. I was born in New York, and I've grown up there. My dad was the founder of the 69'ers a long time ago. The club is no more though as most of them died in the clubhouse being bombed. It was definitely an inside job, but he's been taken care of. My mom died though having my baby brother Shane. I was eleven when she died, and I still miss her. At first dad took all of her pictures down, but when I finally asked him for at least one he put them back up.

My dad's a rough looking biker dude, but he has a heart of gold I know that he only shows to us boys. At the clubhouse he's stone cold hard I've noticed. Though his voice does gentle if one of us talks to him. Guess he doesn't want to seem weak in the eyes of the club.

I met Maggie in grade school. I fell in love with her in Junior high and worked up the nerve to ask her out our freshman year. I was elated. A few months after we started going out I heard my dad rambling about Clyde Hopper who is Maggie's dad. I knew he had a rivalry with some other biker club, but I wasn't for sure which one and who specifically. In horror I realized it was Maggie's dad.

I had met Clyde though, and he seemed like a really nice guy. Though the first time I met him I froze otherwise I probably would have been running for my life when he opened the door. He opened the door with a huge bloody knife and bloody apron on with chunks of what looked like meat on the knife and apron. I don't know who was more startled him or me when he realized it was a kid at the door. Nor do I know how long we stood there staring at one another till Maggie was there and introducing me and pulling me by her dad into the house.

I got along great with him after that. I finally worked up the courage to tell Maggie what I had figured out that our dad's were bitter enemies. I was afraid I would lose her, but we worked things out and agreed to keep it a secret from our dads. We were both in love with one another.

We've been together for three years now, and I had to say goodbye to her. Something I was dreading. Not that we were breaking up, but her parents, sisters and her were moving to Florida cause of her dad's leg. The winters were getting to be too much for him here in New York so they were heading to where it was warmer. They were leaving now cause the house they wanted was opening up. I said goodbye with tears in my eyes, and then drove around for awhile clearing my head instead of going to school that day. Which wasn't unusual for me to skip school. I wound up at the clubhouse, and wasn't there very long before an unwanted guest showed up.

I was in the back when he got there. When I finally realized something was going on and headed out to find out. I was shocked to see Maggie's older brother Hopper in the arms of the 69'ers and my dad yelling in his face. He was on the phone with someone too. I gently walked up to him though and got his attention letting him know Alex was the one who saved me some bullies a couple of days before that I still was sprouting bruises from In fact in hadn't been the first time he had helped me out. I sighed in relief when my dad let him go though he'd already beaten him up pretty good and pistol whipped him a couple of times. Alex though definitely recognized me, but he didn't rat me out to my dad.

An hour later I couldn't take it anymore I packed up a few clothes and other stuff in my saddle bags and took off to Florida following Maggie. I couldn't live without her so I was running away to be with her. Yeah we were only seventeen, but I didn't care. I'm sure my dad will have a few choice words for me though when he finds out.

Well I ended up in Washington, California with the Hopper family. Clyde didn't make me turn around and head back to New York. Maggie was happy they weren't going to Florida now and so were her sisters. They were joining their brother who had transferred to Washington California charter with his old president and friends from New York. Well the inevitable happened since one of the bikers who had came after Alex to pull him out of trouble recognized me I came clean to her dad. Who I expected to kill me and throw me out. He didn't though, and talked to my dad when he told me I had to call him. Surprisingly enough though my dad was freaking out cause of a school shooting that happened at my school and my baby brother that was there for a play. Then me disappearing he said he just wanted me to be happy. Maggie and I aren't being forced apart and never to see one another again. I even get to stay for a few more days, and hopefully come back for the summer.

Well the summer is over pretty much. My life has totally changed. My dad and his best friends Ransym and Rowdy became Sons of Anarchy. Not just any charter either, but the Washington one that Maggie's dad is in. I was able to join the junior club with her till my 18th birthday in July. I became a prospect while on the road trip to Sturgis which was a trip from hell for me. I was attacked by my older brothers mother and my friends mother taking something Precious from me that was to go to Maggie. I'm working on building my self confidence back up from that. Maggie and I are at least still together. We'll be together for our senior year. That I am grateful for as I thought at the beginning of the summer that I would never see her again. I'm starting to look forward to what our life is going to be like!