I'm fairly outgoing, enjoying jumping in and having a great time with those that I love to be around. I definitely tried everything I could get into while in school, but since I am not really that book smart, I usually barely scraped a passing grade together to be able to participate in those things. It was sports like baseball, basketball, football, etc. I tried them all. I really know my twin is the one that really is to thank for me passing. She has always been the smart one between us. Now, I just like to try to pay it forward by helping those that I can and when I can. I figured that's a good way to pay forward what my twin had done for me. I enjoy simple things really, having a good time with friends, especially my best friend Jethro, drinking beers, and just living life. I try not to worry too much about anything, but with my twin out in California, well, I can't help but worry about her, especially when she's gone mute on the keeping in touch department.

I was born in Austin, Texas just a few minutes before my twin sister Haven to Willie and Amanda Cantrell Stewart. My childhood was spent with divorced parents because my mother cheated on my father. Haven and I spent most of the time with our mother, but our father saw us when he could. I have nothing but happy memories with my father, but I don't really remember my mother because she died in a car accident when I was two years old. She dropped us off at daycare and then that was it. I don't remember that, but it's what I know to be true.

Growing up with my dad in Watonga, Oklahoma was fun though. After my mother died, my father got full custody of Haven and I. His wife, Millie, was everything I'd hope for in a mother. Haven and I started to call her Mama Millie as well over the years. We also made friends quickly with other kids around us. My best friend was Jethro LeDoux and we were pretty inseperable. It was Haven, Jethro, and myself always hanging out together. I couldn't really imagine growing up without him in my life. That's how close we were. Truthfully, I call him my brother, because he is just like a brother to me. I remember playing in the street and just having a blast with everyone growing up. We all treated each other like family, but of course, some closer than others.

School was horrible though. I absolutely hated it and I owe everything to Haven for me passing though. I would generally either slack off or just not understand the assignments correctly, but Haven was always there to help me out. I think Jethro and I were more concerned with having fun. I always seemed to be the most outgoing out of the three of us but I was good at getting Haven and Jethro to join in things I wanted to do that sounded fun. Getting in trouble was second-nature to me and I've even taken the entire blame some of the time so Haven and Jethro could get off as scotfree as possible. However, that didn't always work either. It just really depended on what we got caught doing.

High school was almost unbearable, except thanks to Haven more times than I really want to admit to, I was able to at least barely pass to get to play sports. While that was alright in high school, I was ecstatic when graduation came around. While Haven was valedictorian, I was probably in the bottom 10% of the class, barely graduating myself. That was me, but I was happy for Haven as she definitely earned her top-of-class position. She even went off to college, which was hard to cope with at first, but she stayed in touch often, which made me cope with it easier than I could have.

During high school though, Jethro's family was killed by a rival MC. His dad was a Son of Anarchy. When I found out about it, I was right there in the hospital, praying that he was going to wake up. They said he was shot, but he was still alive. I remember when he woke up in the hospital as I had been sitting right there. I didn't care about anything else except being there for my best friend in his time of need. I didn't like being the one to answer his question about his family though. I couldn't even bring myself to say the words, I just shook my head when he asked. I cried with him, not going to leave him no matter what.

Right after graduation, though, I started to prospect to the Sons of Anarchy with Jethro. The Sons were family as my brother Crocker was also a Son and he sponsored me. It was a lot of grunt work, but I didn't mind it too much. I knew what it was going to turn into after I finished prospecting. I just kept my head down and did those duties. I was able to still have fun though while not having to do prospecting duties andas always I usually roped Jethro into it as well. Which we started to be the ones around town that just helped out wherever someone needed it. We've worked as mechanics, grocery store employees, helping elderly women put their groceries away after carrying them in for them, etc. If you can name it, we probably had done it once or twice.

Over the last few years, Haven stopped checking in with me. I would text her, but they'd be left unread. I figured she was just extremely busy until I started to really start freaking out that something was more than just wrong with her. I finally was able to take a road trip, Jethro tagging along with me, to do a house call on her. She was in California, living in a seaside town and teaching. I figured it couldn't be that hard to find my twin. Well, I was wrong. I came in contact with a man claiming he was her boyfriend and he hadn't heard from her in awhile. Last time he had seen her, they got into an argument and she said she was going to Mexico. So Jethro and I went down to Mexico to see if we could find her, but everywhere we looked, we've come up empty handed.

Before we got to Mexico, I made sure to check in with Mama Millie and Dad to let them know and they told me about a huge ordeal that went down with the club. My brother Crocker transferred to the new Washington, California charter and they were going as well. I knew when I got back, I was going to figure out how to stay with my family and probably transfer as well. I wanted to stay with Jethro though, so I knew if I transferred, I'd convince him to transfer as well. He is family in my opinion, still to this day and until the day I die, I'm sure.

So now we're heading back to get more information on where Haven could be because she wouldn't just drop off the face of the earth without at least making sure I knew she was alright. I should've left earlier to find her, but I didn't. I blame myself for that. I just hope I can find my twin because I don't think I'd be able to live anymore if something terrible happened to her.