DANIEL ALEXANDER CROSS

[DANIEL ALEXANDER CROSS]

[atrb=border,0,true][atrb=style, width: 500px; height: 380px; background-image:URL(http://i1219.photobucket.com/albums/dd434/pledgling/aa%20rv/bg1.png); border-left: 10px solid #0f0f0f; border-right: 10px solid #0f0f0f;] DANIEL ALEXANDER CROSS {style=width: 501px; background-color: 141414; font-size: 10px; padding: 5; font-family: garamond; color: 7a6252; text-transform: uppercase; text-align:justify; letter-spacing: 1; border-top: 10px solid #0f0f0f; border-bottom: 10px solid #0f0f0f;}"Hello! my name is Merideth Charleston and I am the Dean here at Ashes School of the Gifted. We will gladly accept you with open arms, but first... what is your name?"[/style] Danny sat back in his chair, shifting uncomfortably. Normally, he'd have no problems talking about himself. He was, after all, a teenager, and everyone knew that teenagers enjoyed talking. But this part was important, and Danny didn't want to pull his usual 'open-mouth-insert-foot' trick. So Danny thought for a moment before answering, leaning forward as he did. "My name's Daniel Alexander Cross, though most people call me Danny. I'm 16, and my birthday is January 27th. That would make me a sophomore here. I have two younger brothers and two older sisters. I'm the first one in my family to go here, actually, and sort of looking forward to it." Yes, Danny was strange. He dealt with it. With those words, he sat back again, letting out a sigh of relief. So far he hadn't messed up. He had a feeling that sooner or later he'd be tasting his foot, but for the moment, everything seemed to be going swell. Danny was a fairly good looking guy, if he didn't say so himself. He was tall and on the lanky side, just shy of 200 pounds and standing at six-one. The only reason he was buff was because he enjoyed sports - weights really weren't his thing. Danny had been told many times that he had an open face, and that no one could resist his chocolate brown eyes. Danny didn't understand what eyes had to do with anything, but he went along with it... it was just easier that way. {style=width: 501px; background-color: 141414; font-size: 10px; padding: 5; font-family: garamond; color: 7a6252; text-transform: uppercase; text-align:justify; letter-spacing: 1; border-top: 10px solid #0f0f0f; border-bottom: 10px solid #0f0f0f;}"Nice to meet you! Now, before we can accept you, we must know what your records are. Can you tell them to me, please?"[/style] Danny smiled. He loved talking about his family, and was fiercly proud of me. "Like I said, I have two younger brothers and two older sisters. My oldest sister is named Carrie, and she's 23. She's married to a doctor, and is a practicing vet. She's a bit stuffy, always very serious, but she's the one we run to when something goes wrong." "Next is Ariel." He full out grinned at the thought of his closest sibling. "She's my best friend, and only a year older than I am. She's a fireball, that one. She hopes to one day be a diplomat, though she's gonna have to get some diplomacy first!" Danny ran a hand through his black hair as he spoke, thinking about the twins. "Next is me, then the twins. Caleb and Joshua are 12, and they're ridiculously hyper. Both of them are football crazed, and want to go pro. I love them, yes, but they're so loud." Danny tapped his finger on his knees, wondering what his parents were up to. "My mom and dad own a restuarant back home, the Cottage Cafe. Mom's a pastry cook, and loves it. Dad's a chef - cliche story, yes, but they actually met in Paris while they were students. They fell in love, married, and moved to Chicago, where they raised us. They're great parents, really. We aren't wealthy, no, but we're well-off. They didn't raise us with any sense of privilage! Dad would smack us upside the head if we thought we were better than anyone else!" He added with a grin. There was no way he was gonna think like that, anyway. {style=width: 501px; background-color: 141414; font-size: 10px; padding: 5; font-family: garamond; color: 7a6252; text-transform: uppercase; text-align:justify; letter-spacing: 1; border-top: 10px solid #0f0f0f; border-bottom: 10px solid #0f0f0f;}"Fascinating. Seeing as you'll be on the campus of Ashes, we must know what your personality is like. Are you gifted?"[/style] How was he going to explain himself? His personality? Danny gave a little grin. "I guess you could say I'm fairly laid-back. I honestly don't see the point in freaking out all the time. I prefer to think things over before acting, since being reckless isn't exactly a trait that most people enjoy. I prefer to go with the flow - you know, without causing too much trouble."

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He crossed his arms, a half smile on her face. "I'm also the joker of my friends. I hate tense atmospheres, and being serious is such a drag." He had never been the serious type. Ever. It made things awkward. He scratched the back of his head, thinking of something else to say. "I don't really have much of a temper. It takes a lot to anger me." Danny made a face. "And I don't exactly forgive easily, either. I know it's bad to hold grudges but I can't help it. It's just how I am, I'm sorry. I'm also incredibly honest - brutally sometimes. It's a habit I'm trying to break, being blunt. Not that it works..." Danny finished his description, wondering if that was good enough.

And about his power.... "I have the ability of healing." Danny explained in his soft, easy tones. "Not myself, not usually. But others. Funny thing, how I discovered it. My brother decided that it'd be a grand idea to climb into a tree and not be able to get down. He fell, and skinned up his knees pretty badly. Me, being the tough older brother I was, tried to calm him down and covered the skinned area so my sisters, who were screaming bloody murder, wouldn't see. My oldest sister, Carrie, ran in to get my mother. But when she moved my hand away, there was nothing there! The wound was gone, and I felt exhausted."

Danny flushed, realizing he was babbling. He had a feeling that the president really didn't want to hear about his past. Danny cleared his throat. "Anyway, I've been working on it since then. I don't think I can cure things like cancer or anything of the like - I've tried. My grandmother died of breast cancer, and I couldn't heal her. But I have been able to heal things like cuts, broken bones, colds, mild illnesses. It's exhausting, though." Danny touched his chest slightly, not really noticing though. "Most of the time, I usually end up feeling like a limp noodle. I've even passed out a couple of times." he admitted with a flush. "Other than that, there isn't much else to say..."
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Danny frowned. Teachers ALWAYS asked that question. How the heck was he suppose to know? He was sixteen. It wasn't like he had his whole life planned yet. Not even close! He sighed. "Honestly, I really don't know. I like to play music - especially the piano. I'm thinking maybe something with that. On the other hand, with my ability and all, I might become a doctor. I don't know." He shrugged a bit. "I have time to think, don't I?"

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