I tend to stay with my group of friends not branching out. Too many times getting burned with a girl just wanting to be my friend to get with one of my brothers. I'm a totally loyal friend though through thick and thin. You have my back and I'll have yours is what I say. I'm definitely a tomboy. I like doing boy things. I'm carefree and care for my friends and family with all my heart. I can be quite protective of the ones I love. I'm blunt and don't beat around the bush. So sometimes I offend people without meaning too.

[smear:#8419e6]Positive Traits:[/smear:#e6194a:0]
1)Curious: Marked by the desire to investigate and learn.
2)Independent: Thinking and acting for oneself; resisting influence.
3)Courageous: Possessing the mental or moral resilience to face opposition, danger, or difficulties despite one's fear.
4)Friendly: Showing friendship; acting in a way that befits a friend.
5)Passionate: Being capable of or expressing deep feeling.
6)Playful: Fond of playing and fun.

[smear:#19e6de]Negative Traits:[/smear:#a419e6:0]
1)Stubborn: Unyielding or obstinate.
2)Mischievousness: Maliciously or impishly troublesome.
3)Reckless: Marked by a lack of proper caution; being careless of consequences.
4)Impulsive: Acting on desires, whims, or inclination without forethought.
5)Perfectionist: Perceiving anything less than perfection as failure.
6)Verbose: Wordy; inclined to say more than is needed.

On November 8th 1889 Montana gained it's Statehood. Four years later on November 20th 1893 Big Sky was established as a town by it's first citizen Clovis Deveraux. Joining him were five other founding families. My own great great grandparents, Woodston James and Clara Sue Moretti, included in that. The six men of the founding families also established the Wild Wolves MC club in 1899. The were always up on the new trends of motorcycles coming out. The club grew rapidly over the years, and the club today is still going strong. My father Python Moretti is the Vice President of the club. My Uncle Woody is the President.

My dad grew up here in Big Sky causing trouble like he does now adays, and everyone just loves him. He can be a hard man, but tot me and my family he's just a big old teddy bear. My aunt Gwen loves to tease him about that. Dad's real name is Cornelius and he hates it with a passion! When Aunt Gwen was little she didn't know how to say his name and what came out was Corny so it stuck as a family name. To me he's my daddy, and I love everything about him. He can definitely be amusing, and you never know what's going to come out of his mouth or how he'll react to anything!

My mom Elaine Phillips in New York City. She says there was always something to do there in the big city. We went when I was little one time, but I don't remember much of it so I hope we get to go again to visit the big city. Her older brother Henry went into the service and was barely out of basic training when he was deployed. His convoy, however, was wiped out not long after he was deployed, everyone killed in the attack. It devastated her family, and her parents moved the out of New York to Big Sky, Montana. Mom was an eighth grader when she started here. It was probably a culture shock for her coming from such a big city to a small town really in the middle of nowhere basically. If it weren't for the Sky Lodge here we probably wouldn't even be on the map!

The first time dad laid eyes on mom he couldn't take them off of her, and he walked straight into a flagpole knocking himself out for a bit. Uncle Woody witnessed the whole thing, and mom says that "However, there was one boy on the first day of eighth grade that I did notice more than the others. It could have been the fact that he was just that handsome or it could have been the reverberating ringing sound from him hitting a pole as hard as he did. To this day, I'm not sure what came first, me seeing him, or hearing the ringing of him hitting the pole he hit." Dad is never going to live that one down. He stalked her after that not being able to take his eyes off of her. You think he would have learned after running into the flagpole, but nope!

She says she pretended not to notice to give him the thrill of the chase. But one day she confronted him, and they've been together ever since! Dad says it was definitely on her terms as well. Mom really has him wrapped around her little finger, and it sounds like she has from day one. The guys like to razz dad too about being whipped, and him running into the flagpole, but he just takes it all in stride as he is more than in love with mom! It's a love I really hope to have one day!

They were married soon after they graduated from high school. It wasn't long before they had my oldest brother Sampson. A year later they had my brother Silas. I was born barely a year after him, and my name is Selena Elaine Moretti. By the time I was a toddler they were realizing I was a tomboy. I didn't want to wear no frilly dresses preferring to be dressed like my brothers which even then I believe I felt it was more comfortable like I do now. I was too young to remember.

When we were young a wolf would wake us up howling at night. It sounded like the wolf was inside the house with us. I'd go to Sampson's room when I'd find mom and dad's door locked and crawl into bed with him. He of course was awake having been woken up by that big bad wolf too. In the mornings I'd go into mom and dad's room when they were up and getting ready for the day telling mom and dad about the big bad wolf that woke us up the night before. I'd ask if they knew where the wolves were, and dad would hightail it out of the room. It wasn't till I got to junior high and started learning about the birds and bees that I caught on to what was going on. That is just something I don't even want to think about!

I do remember getting my mini bike when I turned four. I had been envious of my big brothers getting to ride their mini bikes all the time. Though dad did take me for rides on his bike to try and make up for it. That was always the highlight of my day getting to go for a ride with him. He's always been good about picking up on my moods and lightening the day for me with his antics. There's videos of him making us laugh when we were babies by making gushy noises and making faces of us. I love watching them with the family.

By the time I was seven I had graduated to a dirt bike and was putting the miles on it out on the dirt track at the Deveraux's. I was crushing the boys my age having a blast. I didn't give them a hard time though knowing they were already down about losing to a girl. Anything my older brothers did I did and some of the time was better than them. I had girl friends that I did some girl things with, but I had a lot more fun doing boy stuff with the boys. Getting down and dirty was better than primping in front of a mirror and doing hair and nails. Nah I'll take sports and stuff over that any day!

When there was a program for Archery started up when I was around nine I begged my parents to let me try it. I went and my first shot was a bull's eye. The instructor was shocked. I didn't hit it every time, but I was always in the circles. In competitions I was racking up the points helping the Archery team I got on win. My muscles at first hurt, but I grew used to it. It reminds me of medieval archery contests on movies that I love watching.

Going into Junior high when I was twelve I tried all the sports in junior high, but the only one I really liked was Basketball. It was sort of a contact sport, and I was aggressive at it. I also joined the Archery team, and the 7th grade team went undefeated that year. The same in the following year when I was in eighth grade. That year my friends tricked me into trying out for cheerleading wanting to spend more time with me, and wouldn't you know it I made the team. It really wasn't so bad. It definitely gave me a workout. Different from what I was used to.

Going into high school I kept playing basketball and was on the Archery team. My archery coach says I have a good shot at making the Olympics one day in Archery. Now that would be a dream come true. It's definitely a goal I'm going to keep working for. I'm a sophomore this year, and enjoying it so far. Still a cheerleader and on the basketball and Archery teams. I actually made Varsity on both of them this year. Still doing motocross too, and winning up a storm. I have a wall at home covered in medals and trophies. I'm going to be running out of room.

Something is going on with my friend Rayne, and everyone is starting to notice. He disappears at lunch time, and sometimes doesn't even show up to classes. He got suspended for fighting too. He's in trouble for that one. He's not even talking to his twin Reesa, and they used to be really close. It's time we all stepped up to the plate for our friend and find out what's going on. Before he really spirals out of control.