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The Beginning...

Growing up, days and nights were spent dreaming of ways to get out and have wings spread. For sisters, Danielle and Gabriella, there wasn't a night since their younger years, that they would dream of such a thing. Born in New Orleans, Louisiana, they were the daughters of struggling musicians who barely made enough to make a living for themselves, let alone two little kids. Their mother, Angela, was a songbird with a voice of an angel and enough talent to make something out of it. Their father, Brendan, was a guitarist, who in the beginning of his career, had the connections that every aspiring musician wished they could have, or wished they would be able to come across to catch their big break. But his drinking and drug use, made those connections impossible to keep, at the height of his addictions.

After cleaning up his act, he met Angela shortly after. Within a year, you would have to be blind to not see the love that they had for each other and how happy they were. But things weren't always so smooth for them. Because of how bad things had gotten for Brendan during his drug and alcohol abuse, he became someone that people couldn't always depend on. He had burned a lot of bridges along the way and so a lot of people no longer wanted to work with him. He had become someone who always bought in trouble. Someone who wasn't dependable.

Brendan became so focused on trying to get his career back off the ground, that he didn't bother to think about how much Angela wanted for her career. No matter how much she tried, all of the shows and open mic nights that she tried to take in, it wasn't enough to get her noticed. She didn't have the money to make her way to New York or California, to make it to the big record labels to hand out her demos. It was hard enough as it is, for her to get the money to record her demos. Financial issues began to strain the relationship.

When she became pregnant with Danielle, things didn't get much better. By this time, she had already put her dreams of being a successful singer on the back burner to help support Brendan. Shortly after giving birth to Danielle, she had become pregnant once more with Gabriella. With two kids under the age of one that had to be taken care of, the relationship between the parents of two was at one of its lowest points.

For the next 18 years that followed, the girls didn't have much luck. Two different states, several cities and towns, nine schools, five different school districts, trailer parks, one bedroom apartments, cars and bridges. Those were the things that they had come to know. Though they had gained full academic scholarships to college from managing to maintain perfect grades, it wasn't always roses and stars after graduating college. The girls had managed to get jobs after graduating with their degrees. But Gabriella had lost her job and Danielle wasn't so lucky either, as the same fate came her way, two months after. Without any other income to support themselves, and parents who were unlikely to help, they ended up losing their apartments.

With no where to go, and parents who didn't have the means to help them out, they were pretty much on their own. One day, on a whim, they decided to take what little they had, and leave. Taking the money that they had left from saving what they could from working, they got in Danielle's car, and decided on Florida. After living in their car for a few weeks, they managed to get themselves an apartment in a low-income neighborhood. It wasn't the best neighborhood in Pensacola, but it was better than being homeless. From there, they slowly made their way into minimum wage jobs, that would hold them until they were able to get themselves into a better situation.

Two years later...

After of a few months of working as hard as they could with what they had, the sisters were able to have enough to take the exams needed for their licenses. Gabriella for her nursing license and Danielle for law. Once they had both passed, they began to look for jobs in their fields. This was something that they were hoping to get since the day they arrived in Florida.

"Danielle!" Exclaimed Gabriella as they walked into each other's hug. Though they live close by, it wasn't always easy for them to see each other with how much they worked.

"Gabby!" She exclaimed with a big smile, as they greeted each other at the parking lot. They were spending the day at the mall, and just enjoy the day together.

The sisters were only 11 months apart, but they were as close as can be, the best of friends. After settling down, Danielle and Dean looked at each other before smiling and sharing a hug. Dean was Gabriella's boyfriend and they had been together now for about 9 months. He was a good guy, a bit rough around the edges sometimes, but a really good guy. Dean was amazing to Gabriella and Danielle couldn't have asked for a better guy for her. He had amazing blue eyes with dirty blonde hair and stood at 6 foot 4. With his muscular body, it wasn't a surprise as to why she found him attractive.

Standing at five foot six, Gabriella held jet black hair with blue eyes, a pointy nose and a soft jawline. Her lips were full and her figure was slender, but with curves in all the right places. Danielle stood at five foot seven with one blue eye and one honey colored eye, with jet black hair. Supple lips, a small button nose, and a more oval shape to her face, her eyes always made her stand out.

"Those eyes of yours are crazy. I bet you get compliments all the time." Dean says. He was a business man, originally from Cincinnati, Ohio who had moved out to Florida, a few years prior to the girls doing so.

"A lot of people just look at me like I'm weird." Danielle says. "At least, that's the looks I used to get, growing up. People always thought I was wearing contacts. I think some people still do."

"They just can't appreciate the beauty of her eyes, is all." Gabriella adds.

As they made their up to the top floor of the mall, to work their way down, Gabriella and Dean stopped when they saw a mutual friend of theirs. Danielle stepped aside to answer a phone call, which took a few minutes and when she hung up, she felt something big, push past her. The impact was hard enough for her to lose a bit of her balance, before quickly regaining it.

"Watch where you're going." She heard herself say.

"Sorry." The man had said.

Taking a look at him, she knew he stood at over six feet. With large muscles and a sleeve tattoo that she saw on the bottom half one of his arms, with the short sleeve shirt that he had on, she was instantly attracted. With raven black hair, a goatee and tan skin, she wasn't sure what his ethnicity was.

"Whatever." Danielle ended up mumbling as she turned around and started to walk away.

"You don't need to have an attitude, I apologized. People don't seem to take apologies very well nowadays. Or are you just one of those people who expect others to move out of the way when you come around?" He said to her.

She turned to face him. "I don't have an attitude. And for your information, we don't know each other. Don't assume things about me as if you do. But, if we're to assume things, then I could say the same about you. Expecting people to move out of the way for you?"

Turning around again, Danielle walked away and hoped she wouldn't have to see the man again. Things went downhill rather quickly, but that was okay. She more than hoped, that they wouldn't cross paths again. Danielle was sure of it.