I can be pretty outgoing when it comes to stuff. When it's personal though I bottled it up inside and don't let it out. At least till my twin works it out of me. Otherwise, I am pretty happy most of the time and enjoy life. I have a curious nature that sometimes gets me into trouble. My mom just groans and says I'm turning into my Aunt Laura. Which would be awesome in my opinion. She's a private eye and a bounty hunter! I like to daydream about what I think it would be like. My family teases me I was born with my head in the clouds. I always seem to get lost in my thoughts. Especially when I have been reading a really good book.

The Garard family descends from the first families of Big Sky. Along with the following families: Deveraux, Falcon, James, Morgan, Moretti, and Thomas families. They've all been friends and allies since the beginning of Big Sky. There also the founding families of the Wild Wolves MC Club that was established back in 1898 after the first production of motorcycles in the US was the Orient-Aster, built by Charles Metz in 1898 at his factory in Waltham, Massachusetts.

I was born here in Big Sky Montana. There's nothing like it with the high mountain ranges surrounding us. It can get cold and we have lots of snow here in the winter, but I wouldn't trade living here for anything. We can go skiing right out our back door. We park the snowmobiles close as well. Most of the rooms in our house have fireplaces to help heat up the house. I was born a few minutes after my twin Felix, and were inseparable most of the time. We were welcomed home by our big brothers JJ, Dylan, and Lawson.

Felix and I have been close since birth, and he's my best friend. We rarely fight and if we do it can be bad. It doesn't last very long though thank God. It's unbearable enough for a short time. When we were babies and not stop crying mom got advice from another twin mom to just put us in the crib together touching. She was more than relieved when she did, and we curled up together instantly calmed down. They figure since we spent nine months in the womb together that we didn't like being separated after.

We got our mini bikes like our older brothers and friends when we turned four. I was a rough and tumble girl. Following after my brothers wanting to do anything, and everything that they did. I wasn't afraid of anything, and often got my older brothers into trouble when they'd let me do something I wasn't supposed to. Though they never knew when I was going to do something stupid and and just went with things doing them before they knew it. If I got hurt it was definitely blamed on them. Which I did feel bad about, but when I'd try to stick up for them. Mom or dad would say they are older they are responsible for you. Poor JJ got the brunt of it, but Dylan did a lot of the time too.

Finally getting a dirt bike when we were old enough was unforgettable. I took right to it getting up on it, but then I had been fearless on my mini bike. I was even worse on the dirt bike. Starting motocross I was more than competitive probably than my brothers. I loved flying by the boys on my bike letting them think they had the lead, and then zip around the when they least expected it. For some reason I never caught the competitive bug between my brothers and cousins, just to others.

Growing up living the club life was normal for us. Dad would take us with him to the clubhouse where we'd hang out with our friends. I loved when all the MC got together with their families for meals and hanging out. Kids of other members became our best friends and vice versa as we grew up. Often sticking to just those friends especially during school. At least the MC wasn't looked down upon here in Big Sky. Since the founding members of the town had founded the motorcycle club too. All of members had respectable jobs, and had their own family businesses that had been established decades before.

When junior high rolled around I tried out for all the sports I could. I was a get down and get dirty girl having grown up with four brothers. Mom had learned a long time ago when I was a toddler not to get me dressed up for something before hand cause I never stayed clean. If it was a dress it was torn and tattered by the time mom and dad were ready to go, and mom would groan and have to find something else for me to wear. After a while I was the last one she made sure was ready to go right before it was time to leave. Volleyball was fun for me as I got aggressive hitting that ball. It took me a bit to get it under control and not hit it out of the lines.

Hockey was one of my favorites as it got quite combative. I learned to hold my anger in after sitting in the penalty box one too many times. Basketball well I was a bit rough playing it, but I was always a starter from the beginning. Playing hoops in our backyard court with my brothers and cousins growing up had paid off. I had no desire to be a cheerleader and wear one of those short skimpy skirts they wore. When asked out on a date or a dance I'd look at the boy in question as if he were dumb. Usually with the comeback to them "Do I look like I want cooties? Umm nooooo." Then I'd sock them in the arm hard with my knuckles and walk away feeling disgusted. I guess it helped my older brothers in not having to run the boys off.

High school came and I'm still playing Volleyball, Hockey, and Basketball. I'm a sophomore now, and on Varsity already in all of them. Mom became the High school principal this year, and I didn't think it was that great. Kids outside our circle are already calling us names and picking on my brothers and me for mom being the principal. Were Garards though and we don't back down from anything. Mom loves her job so we aren't going to mess with that! Dad was elected mayor of Big Sky and he's been so happy about it! My uncles say when Felix and I turn sixteen we can start part time working with them in the landscaping business if we wish to. We'll see.

I have yet to find a boy that I would even like. I've grown out of the cooties stage, but boys are just a distraction. So I'm friends with them, but that's about it. I'll know when I find the right one, till then I'm happy. I love hanging out with my friends, and were usually still inseparable. Unless we don't have a class together or at practice or games. I definitely show up for him at his games when I can and I'm his biggest cheerleader. Well more like a disgruntled fan when bad calls are made and all. Still not cheerleader material. Lix and I have a small group of friends that we call ourselves The Secret Circle. All with ties to the MC too and we plan on having our own little MC club when we turn sixteen. Though Lix and the other boy in our circle will prospect when they turn sixteen, and leave us girls behind.