**AN - Hi. My name's Gabi. I write a few different fan fictions, and wanted to post them on here and see how people like them. If you all do, letting me know would be great. I'm going to be posting from five different stories: Percy Jackson, Harry Potter, Jackson Rathbone, Jasper Hale, and xOC. If positive comments come in, I'll continue the stories. If you don't like them, please let me know because I will certaintly remove them if people don't want to read them. Thank you for taking the time to read this. =]Jackson Rathbone
The Simple Steps
Destiny Rose Henson (Dez)
15
December 25
5' 7", Pale skin, Auburn Hair, Light Green Eyes
Family:
Twin – Kyler
Older Brother- Ash
Cousin – Christian Serratos
Story:
Destiny's dad was her idol. He was a journalist, and he lived for the arts. One day when they were in the car together, they got hit in the driver's side of the car. He died upon collision. Since then, she tended to keep to herself. Her mother had walked out when she was one. So, she and her twin went to live with her older brother. Her cousin knew she wanted to study journalism, so she recommended applying to Interlochen to study. Destiny also loves music, and singing and playing piano are two of her favorite pass times. Her "family" is well supported, but she hopes to get into Interlochen on a full scholarship for written arts.
Kyler Grey Henson (Ky)
15
December 25
5' 8", Pale skin, Auburn Hair, Hazel Eyes
Family:
Twin – Destiny
Older Brother – Ash
Since he had turned 10, Kyler had been a bit of a lost soul. He didn't talk to many people, and spent most of his day in front of the computer. After feeling like he was about to loose Destiny completely, he applied to Interlochen as well on a percussion scholarship. He often feels tired, restless, and like an intruder on life.
Ash Elai Henson
20
June 25
5' 10", Fair skin, Brown Hair, Brown Eyes
Family:
Younger sister: Destiny
Younger Brother: Kyler
Story
After their dad died, Ash took in Destiny and Kyler. He is supported by his family financially, but he works for a recording company. Ash was a loner for a long time, so he still hasn't found that "special person" yet.
I smoothed my skirt as I waited, rather impatiently I might add. My twin sitting next to me helped me none, so something was seriously wrong.
Kyler grabbed my hand to attempt to stop me from fidgeting. "Dez, calm down. You know that if you get yourself worked up, it'll only seem that much worse. They would have to be crazy not to accept you."
I nodded and gave my brother a lost smile, so distracted that I didn't even realize that what he had just said to me was longer than anything he had said in the past six months.
"Henson, Destiny." My name was then called. I jumped out of my seat, before taking a minute to collect myself. I gave Ky a real smile and walked away. The woman who had called my name smiled at me before leading me to the written arts scholarship interview room. I walked in and swallowed thickly as I saw the row of people with clipboards, murmuring among themselves. I noticed that a stack of papers were being passed down the row, and it dawned on me that those were my stories. My precious hard work, which could all be for nothing if they didn't like them.
"Miss Henson, please have a seat." A middle aged woman smiled at my from behind the desk. I sat down in the chair she gestured towards and sighed uncomfortable. I began to play with the bottom of my hair, and turned to face my critics as one cleared her throat.
"We have reviewed you admission papers." One lady with a clipboard informed me. I stayed silent.
The lady behind the desk slammed her hand down. "Speak when you are spoken to!"
"Yes ma'am." I squeaked.
"Miss Henson, you are extremely disappointing." One of the men who had a clipboard informed me. "You are by no means Interlochen acceptable."
My lips moved, but no words came out. I sat there in shock.
"Your work is completely below standard, you attitude is absolutely inacceptable, and there is no way you could ever fit in at such a prestigious school." I was scolded. The tears began to collect in my eyes. I couldn't believe this.
Just before I began to talk, to plead in my defense, the woman behind the desk slammed her hand down on a button I missed before. The floor fell out from under me, and I screamed as the chair fell into nothingness.
In real life, I sat up and screamed.
Kyler and Ash ran into my room. Ash quickly picked me up and held me close to him, gently comforting me.
"Sh, Dez. It's okay. It was just another nightmare." My tears began to fall and he kissed the top of my head. "Destiny, you're fine. Kyler and I are right here."
"It was the nightmare again." Kyler spoke up from my bed where he had settled himself. Ky knew what it was because we had always been on the same wave length, regardless of the fact that we were twins. "She keeps on having the nightmare."
Ash sighed as he sat down in the bed, keeping me safely in his arms. "Destiny, you are getting too worked up about the scholarship. You know we'll make it work even if you don't get it. And, trust me; they would be crazy not to give you a full ride scholarship."
I crawled out of Ash's lap into Kyler's, and they shared a small laugh.
"I guess that's my cue to leave. Good night, you two." Ash gently kissed my forehead and ruffled Kyler's hair. "Be sure to get at least some sleep." As soon as he left the room, Ky slid down into a laying position, leaving my head on his chest.
"I'm scared, too." Ky murmured to me.
"But you don't have this stupid nightmare curse." My tears grew stronger. Since Dad died six months ago, I had more nightmares that any person should ever have to deal with.
"I'm sure Dad would tell you to tough it out."
"I'm trying. For him. And you."
Kyler sighed. "Go back to sleep. We're going to have a long day tomorrow."
"Will you stay?"
I felt Kyler laugh underneath me, and couldn't help but smile as the rare sound filled my room. He held up his thumb to me, and I hooked my thumb into his. This had been our version of a pinkie promise for as long as I could remember. It had been started when we couldn't understand why the thumbs weren't considered a finger. Ash and his best friend had made a pinkie promise that Kyler and I saw. Ever since then, we had made promises with out thumbs, which would be much more painful if broken.
I let my eyes slide closed, pushing the Interlochen nightmare from my mind.