I live to teach and shape young minds. Criminal Justice is a passion for me. Even with my father having been an outlaw biker. I don't take no shit from my students. I can be a bullshitter when the time is right, but not when I'm up in front of a class full of kids and trying to teach them something from my heart. I have more than loyal friends who I am loyal right back to and love. Without them I wouldn't have gotten through my father dying.

[smear:#91a7b8]Positive Traits:[/smear:#52708c:0]
1)Intelligent: Having a high mental capacity; cerebral.
2)Easygoing: Casual in manner and mindset.
3)Independent: Thinking and acting for oneself; resisting influence.
4)Protective: Inclined to safeguard, shield, or carefully supervise the persons or items in one's charge.
5)Idealistic: Seeing the world as it could be; pursuing noble goals, beliefs, or a higher purpose.
6)Resourceful: Capable of adapting to new situations by making do with what one has.

[smear:#52708c]Negative Traits:[/smear:#91a7b8:0]
1)Stubborn: Unyielding or obstinate.
2)Perfectionist: Perceiving anything less than perfection as failure.
3)Verbose: Wordy; inclined to say more than is needed.
4)Rebellious: Flouting the law or resisting authority.
5)Compulsive: Subject to irresistible urges.
6)Mischievous: Maliciously or impishly troublesome.

I was born to two parents who were as different as night and day. They grew up together here in Big Sky. Getting together when they were in junior high. My dad Brand was one of the officers of the Wild Wolves MC when he got older. Talk about oil and water. They loved to fight which made them love one another all the more, and the making up could be heard well into the hours of the night. They loved each other and hated one another. I really didn't understand it. I was the first born and I was eight years old before they brought another baby into this world. This time it was twins though that and were named Beauregard and Anira. My name is Satori Syn Vanderson Morgan.

Growing up in my family was always fun. When dad was home he always had something for us to do. Mom was usually too busy with being a socialite. She was born into money. One of the Carnegies from New York City. So my siblings and I were usually left with a nanny. Mom wanted to send us to some elite prestige schools, but dad said we would be just fine going to normal public school. That was one helluva fight between them over that one, and we didn't see them for the next couple of days. Sure we could hear them, but as kids we just figured they were still fighting, and knew better than to disturb them.

Like the other kids in the club life I got a mini-bike when I turned four. The nannies hated it, but I really didn't care. It was my freedom from that darn nursery. I hated being cooped up in there. The old Ladies of the club knew my situation so somehow they got me and my mini-bike taking me along with the other kids out to the Deveraux's where we could ride around the track or anywhere. It was wide open freedom. I was always up for some dare or doing some kind of trick. Luckily I never broke an arm when I wiped out which was quite a few times.

A couple of years later the twins Anira and Beau were born. I loved those babies from the moment I first saw them. Dad got some good pictures and video of me meeting them. Giving them kisses on their foreheads. Even though I never really had a mother figure and just nannies around I took right to taking care of the twins. There were a few nannies who would push me away from the when I'd go running over hearing them crying to help with them. That stopped immediately though when dad showed up one day and witnessed one of these times. He laid into the nanny telling her off, and fired her on the spot. Actually fired all of the nannies thinking it was nonsense to have them anyhow. Telling mom that she needed to step up and be a mother.

She scoffed at that. More often than not we ended up over at Falcon's Roost. Margarita Falcon was awesome! Never having grandparents she took the place of one for me. Teaching me how to bake cookies and other things. I just loved her. Evening Star Knight would often be there too. She's Carmelita's mother, and she was pretty cool too. Both of the ladies let me help to my heart's content with the twins as we grew up. They were patient and never uttered a harsh word. Other kids would be there too if there mom's had to be somewhere. The women loved to cook up a storm too, and their dining room would be full at lunchtime with their sons, daughters, and a lot of MC members since there boys were all in the MC. Dad was there for lunch everyday too, and would feed the twins and make sure to have conversations with me. I loved those days.

I got to move up to a dirt bike when I turned six and it was awesome! Finally got to put on a uniform like I saw the older kids always wearing that rode in motocross. Which I took to Motocross like a bat out of hell. Dad was right there cheering me on. Where mom was I had no idea, and didn't really care. Dad was more than enough parent for me and the twins in my opinion. If one of us was sick he'd stay home and take care of us not bothering others to take care of a sick kid.

Starting junior high I was like a fish out of water. At least I had my friends there with me. I tried out for sports and found out I liked Hockey and Softball. They were team sports pretty much and I was used to Motocross which I still did. Which was kinda a team sport, but not really. I learned fast though, and loved playing. I played second base in softball, and I loved it when we worked to get double outs. I was pretty good at it. My freshman year a friend dared me to try out for cheerleading so not one to back down from a dare I took it. So yeah I was now a cheerleader.

Boys weren't really in the picture till I got to high school. One boy stood out to me. He was two years older than me though, and I figured he'd never notice me. Jacob Morgan. He was definitely a heartthrob! At least we were friends. We'd become friends over the years when out on the dirt track at the Deveraux's. With homecoming coming up I was hoping someone would ask me. I was more than shocked when Jake asked me to go with him. My heart was soaring till he added just as friends. My heart sank a little then. I would take what I could though.

Homecoming came and the pep rally was fun at the end of the day. I was filled with anticipation for the game though, and the dance after. I cheered through the game going almost hoarse by the end of it. Especially when Jake got the winning touchdown! We were really going to get to celebrate tonight! I had a blast with Jake at the dance. Everyone kept coming up to congratulate him. If I wasn't infatuated with him before I definitely was now! Course though we were after all only friends so nothing was going to come of us going to the dance together.

When it came time for the Fall Formal there was a guy that was a sophomore that had been flirting with me, and I was hoping he'd ask me to the dance. He was cute, but no where as dreamy as Jake. So I was shocked when Jake asked me to go. Of course I'd go with him, and told him yes. Anything to get closer to the guy of my dreams. Dad gave me money for a dress when I asked him, and I went shopping with some friends to get it. I found a green colored formal dress that I fell in love with. Thankfully they had it in my size so I was able to get it.

The night of the formal came, and I was excited. Jake picked me up in his dad's cherry red 65 Mustang Convertible. I was more than surprised as his dad, Sheriff Morgan loved that car. That night was more than memorable, and there was a moment that I lost myself in the excitement, and to my horror I threw my arms around Jake and kissed him. It was a few moments before it kicked in what I was doing. I jerked back. "Sorry." I mumbled, and bit my lip wishing a hole would open up and swallow me whole. A gasp escaped me when he pulled me back in and kissed me. I felt like I had died and gone to heaven! It was more than exquisite!

After that we became a couple. I was the happiest I could ever remember being. It pissed a few girls off, but I really didn't give a shit! Jake was mine and I wasn't letting him go. Not after finally reining him in. The rest of that year flew by, and he took me to his junior prom. Summer was fun when we got time to get together. Motocross took up an awful lot of the time. Starting school my sophomore year as a couple with Jake was great. Walking hand and hand with him into the school, and through the halls. His Senior prom was the last dance we had together with us both attending Big Sky High School. Oh I did drag him to my dances the next two years. Making memories to last a lifetime! Oh and Jake's senior year he prospected to the Wild Wolves MC. Dad liked to give him a hard time so I was hoping he wasn't too hard on him as a prospect.

I was accepted into the criminal justice program at Yale. I graduated from there with top honors. I went on to teach the subject at different colleges around the country. I met my friends of a lifetime back at Yale. Yes I joined a sorority and totally immersed myself in the experience. I'll never regret any of it. Jake and I did the long distance relationship. It was hard but we made up for it when I'd be home for holidays.

Shortly after I graduated I got a call in middle of the night from my mother who was sobbing. I totally wanted to never remember that call. The ringing waking me from a deep sleep. Only to hear the words your father has died. That had shattered something inside of me. Something that has never fully healed. Mom moved on remarrying someone else from a rival club. I was daddy's little girl and nothing was quite right after that. He's the one who encouraged me to follow my dreams and what I believed in. I still can't believe he is gone.

So I'm sorta estranged from my mother right now. Sure I'll answer the phone and talk to her when she calls. No I don't call her cause you never know what she is doing, and I haven't been back home since dad died. Oh I've been back to Big Sky, but not to the house. There are too many memories of my dad there that I can't handle. I do visit the cemetery when I'm in Big Sky, and talk to him. I went back for all of my younger siblings important stuff going on. Their graduations and all. They even went on to college, and became teachers. I was proud of them.

Realizing what all I was missing I moved back to Big Sky getting a job at the college there teaching Criminal Justice when I was twenty-six. I rented a house and was getting back into life there. I was able to see my siblings whenever I wanted as well as Jake. Not just staying at the clubhouse with him when I was in town. I asked him to move in with me a few short months later. I wasn't like he wasn't there all the time already. Might as well make it official I figured.

It wasn't long and he asked me to marry him. I cried tears of happiness when he asked saying yes and kissing him. There was nothing I wanted more than to marry Jake. With dad no longer there to give me away I asked his best friend to give me away that was like an uncle to me. He said he'd be honored to. I'd have asked Beau, but he was a groomsman. Anira of course was my maid of honor, and I actually got Sawyer into a frilly dress that was rose colored much to her dismay making her a bridesmaid. It wasn't till we were on our honeymoon that I realized that I was already pregnant. With planning the wedding and being stressed out with it, teaching, and juggling other things I'd forgotten to take my birth control.

I was more than happy to be pregnant though. We did plan to have kids, just not so soon after we got married. Eight months after our wedding Marlon Morgan, our first born and son, was born. Three years later we had our baby girl Sarah Syn. We were more than happy. Sawyer and my siblings spoiled our kids rotten which we wouldn't have any other way. Jake of course was a deputy sheriff as was his heritage. As a Morgan had been the sheriff since the beginning of Big Sky. His great grandfather Gideon Morgan and his great grandmother Esther Mae Morgan were part of the founding families of Big Sky. Gideon Morgan being the first sheriff here. His great grandfather also a founding member of the Wild Wolves MC. I'm still teaching Criminal Justice at Big Sky University. I just found out I was pregnant again, and can't wait to tell Jake.