NAME: Happy
AGE: 25
HAIR: Bald
EYE COLOR: Brown
HEIGHT: 6 foot 1
FROM: Tacoma, Washington
BIOGRAPHY ABOUT THE PERSON
Happy is from a charter club in Tacoma. He often visits Charming, California for dirty work for Clay Morrow. He is the clubs' killer. He kills for the club. His mother died at a young age and his dad is an abusive drunk. He is a tattoo artist and has 16 happy faces on his lower stomach. Which is how he got his nickname. His smiley faces represent all the people he has killed for the club. He sometimes goes nomad. He has been arrested 46 times and been in jail 12 times.
NAME: Biancha Meredith Esposito
AGE: 21
FROM: Wichita, Kansas
HAIR COLOR: Brown
EYE COLOR: Green / Hazel
WEIGHT: 120lbs
HEIGHT: 5 foot 6
DETAILS ABOUT LIFE:
Dad was an active Marine, died back in Iraq, when she was 17 years old. Mom turned into a druggie and a prosecute. Biancha has been arrested 14 times and has been in jail 10 times. She is an MMA fighter, and she carries a gun in her bag and a knife in her boot. She is on the run from her past.
Chapter One: PLOT
"Where's our money bitch!" Biancha heard someone yell as someone kicked down the door to her and her mom's apartment.
"Please I don't have it." She heard her mom beg. Biancha slowly got out of bed. Careful not to make any noise and opened her bed room door. She peaked out and saw her mom laying on the floor.
"Time's up bitch either give us our money or you die." She saw a white guy with tattoos on his neck growl.
"Please take my daughter. That will pay back the debt won't it." She heard her mom beg.
"Fuck" Biancha cursed as she ran to her bed. She pulled out a green army back pack that used to be her dads when he was in the marines. She hurried up and threw clothes in there. She then threw her laptop, her charger and her cell phone in there too. She made sure to grab her wallet and her gun.
"Where is she?" The guy growled. Biancha hurried up and slid her A curved, trailing-point knife in her boot.
"In her bed room. First door on the left." Her mom coughed.
"Fuck" Biancha cursed as she heard the footsteps come closer to her door. Biancha had the window open when the guys burst in.
"Get her" A guy shouted. Biancha strapped on her book bag and jumped out the window. She then began running, as she was running everyone looked at her.
"Mom she looks like she needs help." A little girl said as she tugged on her mom's dress.
"No, she is probably just another run away." The girl commented back. Biancha blocked them out as she turned around and saw the guys gaining on her.
"Don't stop keep moving." Her mind was shouting at her as Biancha ran down a dark ally.
"There she is get her." She heard them shout.
"Shit" Biancha cursed as she tried to run faster. At the end of the ally she saw a VFR1200F Street bike.
"Oh hey look my favorite color." Biancha said as she jumped on the back of the midnight blue street bike. Lucky for her the keys were in the ignition. She started the bike hearing it roar to life.
"Don't let that bitch get away." A guy shouted to the two guys who were gaining on her. Biancha put on the blue helmet and kicked the peddle.
"Maybe next time boys." She shouted out to them as she raced onto the street. She dodged traffic making sure the guys wouldn't catch up to her. When she was sure she lost them, she relaxed just a bit. She hit the high way and kept driving. She never stopped. The only time she stopped was when she needed gas. She was on the road for 36 hours when finally she hit a little town called Charming. She cursed as her bike started to act up. She looked around for a garage so someone could fix her bike. She saw a sheriff and decided to ask him for help.
"Excuse me" She said as she pulled alongside of him.
"Yes" He asked with his back turned.
"Can you tell me where a car repair shop is? It seems my bike doesn't want to work with me." Biancha said. She hated cops. She felt they were filthy but if asking a cop for help was the quickest way to leave and keep riding, then she would do it.
"Uh yea it-" He said as he turned around but stopped short as he looked at her. He looked her up and down. He looked at her tiny shorts and a blue V neck shirt with boots. Biancha rolled her eyes and glared.
"Um hello" She said. The cop knocked himself out of his day dream and looked at Biancha.
"Uh what" He said trying to regain focus.
"Auto repair shop." She said in a smart ass tone.
"Right uh it's a few miles in. Come on I'll give you a lift." He said as he opened the door for her.
"What about my bike?" She asked
"We can put it in the back." He pointed at his cop truck. Biancha nodded and got into the passenger seat as she waited for the cop to put the bike in the back. After he did that, he got into the driver seat and started the truck.
"So uh, I haven't seen you around here. Are you new." He said as he got on the highway.
"Just passing through, my bike decided to stop working." She mumbled as she crossed her arms over her chest.
"What's a girl like you riding a bike like that?" He asked. She stayed quiet and glared at him.
"So um my name is David. What's yours?" He asked her. She rolled her eyes.
"I don't talk to strangers." She said as they pulled up to a place called Teller –Morrow Auto Repair Shop. When they pulled in through the gate she saw guys working on cars. They all looked up and glared at the cop car.
"Who are they?" She asked David.
"Oh they are the SONS." He said as he got out of the car.
"SONS" She asked confused.
"Sons of Anarchy they are a biker club. Look stay away from them. They are criminals." David said
Biancha chuckled and rolled her eyes. "Maybe I do belong here." She thought to her self.
"What's up Hale?" A guy with blonde hair asked as he walked over to the police car.
"Hey Jax this pretty little lady's bike broke down. Needs some fixing." Hale said as he put his arm around me. I moved away and he frowned.
"Bike" The blonde guy name Jax asked me.
"Yeah bike" I replied
"Alright take it out and we will see what we can do." Jax said. Hale nodded and took the midnight blue bike out of his truck just then his pager went off.
"Shit I got to go." Hale said he then turned to me.
"Need me to drop you off anywhere?" He asked as he moved closer.
"No, I'm just here to get my bike fixed then I will be on my way." I replied back as I turned to see everyone staring at me.
"Alright" He said. He pulled out a card and handed it to me.
"Here's my number. Call me if you need anything." He said as he winked and got into his car and drove away. I crumbled the paper up and threw it on the floor. She heard someone chuckling.
Biancha turned around to see the blonde hair guy laughing. "Not a big fan of Hale?" He asked. I shook my head and he laughed again.
"Neither are we." He said and I smirked.
"So about my bike." I asked
"Shit right. Let's take a look." He said as he looked at my bike just then his phone rang.
"Fuck it's, my old lady, sorry darlin' I got to take this." Jax said as he flipped his phone open.
"Yoo Hap, I need you to look at a bike for me. I got to go Tara needs me." Jax called out to someone. He then got on his Harley and raced out of the parking lot. I sighed as I shifted my weight on my other leg and waited.
"This the bike." She heard someone say from behind her. Biancha turned around and came face to face, with the most hot guy ever. Shit he was bald. He had on a blue T-shirt and a pair of jeans that had grease on them. His jeans showed off his V-line nice and good. Biancha wanted to see if he looked just as yummy underneath those clothes. She snapped out of it and refocused.
"Uh yea this is it." Biancha said. The guy nodded his head.
"Prospect" He called out, and a guy with a biker vest on, walked towards us and looked at the guy.
"Yeah Happy?" He asked
"Take the bike to the garage." The guy Happy said. The other guy nodded and wheeled my bike well 'stolen bike' back to the garage.
We walked into the garage and this guy with a Mohawk stops when he saw the bike.
"Holy shit whose bike is that." He said as he ran his finger across it,
"Mine" I said and everyone looked at me.
"Shit this is a beauty." The guy with the Mohawk said as he looked over the bike.
"What's so special about it." A guy with crazy black hair asked.
"Boys" Someone said from behind me. I turned around and saw the guy with blonde hair holding a crying one year old in his arms. I smiled as I saw the baby. The baby reached his arms out to me and Jax smiled.
"Shit, my boy has some good ass taste." The guy with blonde said as everyone laughed. I smiled as I held the baby in my arms, calming him down.
"This is a VFR1200F street bike." Jax said as he looked at the bike with so much love in it.
"Six-speed Honda Dual-Clutch Transmission." Jax said as he walked towards the bike and began to look it over.
"Arguably one of the most advanced street bike power plants ever. The VFR1200F's 1237cc Unicom-head V4 is state-of-the-art engine from top to bottom end. For 2012 it puts out even more low-end torque." Jax said with pride as a bent down.
"Everything touch screen." Jax said as he stood up and looked at the touch screen.
"Ever wanted to drive something super-fast your balls might fall off." Jax asked his boys as he looked at them. They all nodded as Happy leaned against the door frame.
"Then this is it. This baby is fast, super fucking fast." Jax said as he patted it. My legs were killing me from standing up so I decided to just sit on the floor. All the guys looked at me as I pulled my phone out of my bag.
"Shit you're kidding me, this shit was not supposed to be released until a few more months." The guy with crazy black hair said.
"Is it really yours?" Jax asked me. I nodded my head and he gave a look to the guys.
"Why don't you go inside the bar and get something to drink. We will call you when it's done." Jax said to her. Biancha stood up and had Abel in her arms as she walked into the club house. She saw a bunch of girls who were wearing clothes half their size. Biancha rolled her eyes as she walked towards the bar and sat down with Abel in her arms.
"What the fuck are you doing with my son." She heard a voice say. Biancha looked up to see a brunette wearing scrubs glaring at her.
"Jax asked me to take him." I said as I took a swig of beer.
"Give me" She growled. I rolled my eyes as I handed her Abel.
"Did she hurt you?" The girl asked Abel. Biancha rolled her eyes as they began to walk away. She leaned into the bar and closed her eyes. Getting some sleep will help with the long journey she had to take.
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I was sitting watching Juice and Tig argue over how to fix an engine on a car when I saw the pussy David Hale pull up.
"What the fuck does he want." Jax said as he walked his way towards the cop car. I was about to turn around when I saw a fine piece of ass step out of the passenger seat.
"Damn" I said as I stared her up and down. She was wearing some nice tight and short white shorts with a brown buckle to match that she had on a tiny blue V neck T-shirt that showed off her tits perfectly and she had on a pair of short boots.
"Shit that's sex on legs." I heard Tig say. I kept a solid statue but in side I was chuckling at Tig. As I stared at the girl, I saw Hale pull out a fucking sexy midnight blue bike.
"Shit if that's hers then I'm marrying her." Juice said as he stood alongside of me. I rolled my eyes, as David gave her a card then rushed out of the parking lot with red lights flashing. I saw her crumble something up and then Jax shoulders shaking. I sat there and watched her when I heard Jax call to me to take care of the bike that Tara needed him. I sighed as I walked closer to her.
"Is this the bike?" My raspy voice asked as my face was blank. I saw her turn around and then stop when her eyes started to run over my body. I smirked as she looked me over.
"Uh yeah, it is." She stumbled over her words.
"Prospect" I yelled to shit head number one.
"Yeah Hap" He called to me as he jogged towards me.
"Take this bike into the garage." I said to him. He nodded at me and took the bike to the back. I watched the bike being wheeled to the back, I started to think.
That's either her boyfriend's bike. was my first thought. Or
She is rich rebel and mommy and daddy bought it for her. Was my second thought. I cleared my head as we walked into the garage. After all the guys were hitting on her Jax came back and was in love with the bike.
When the hot chick left with Abel, I turned towards Jax.
"What you think brother." He asked me as Tig and Opie began to work on the bike.
"It's either her boyfriend's, or her rich parents bought it for her." I said as I took a cigarette out of my pack and lit it.
"Or she stole it." Juice said as he came into the garage with his laptop.
"What?" Jax asked. I looked up as I took a hit off of my cigarette.
"This same exact bike was stolen from Wichita, Kansas three days ago." Juice said
"It's register to a guy name David Hennery." Juice said as he read the name out to everyone.
"I think we got some information to figure out." Jax said
"I'm going to talk to her." Jax said as he began walking towards the club house.
"Jax" Tara screamed
"Shit" Jax cursed as the guys chuckled. I sat there shaking my head and took another puff from my cigarette.
"Bitch won't leave me alone." Jax mumbled. He waited for Tara to walk over to him. She walked into the garage with a pissed off expression.
"What Tara I'm working." Jax said to her as he began to walk passed her.
"What the fuck were you thinking, let some crow eater take care of Abel." Tara yelled. I rolled my eyes as I flicked my cigarette down on the ground.
"I'll go talk to her." I told Jax as I patted him on the back. He nodded and took Tara into the parking lot where they began to fight. I stepped into the bar to see her leaning back into the bar stool with her eyes closed and a half empty beer next to her.
"Hey Happy want to have some fun." Some bitch with blonde hair said as she slid her hands onto my chest.
"Go home bitch." I told her as I walked past her and walked to the mystery girl.
"Yo" I said to her. I saw her wake up and looked at me.
"Is it fixed?" She asked as she sat up and looked at me.
"Nah Tig has to call in the parts. Could take weeks." I said as I grabbed a beer.
"Weeks. I need to leave like today." She growled as she stood up and looked at me.
"Well you should get comfortable in Charming." I said as I popped the lid of the beer open and began to walk away.
"Whats your name?" I asked her
"b" She simply said.
"Full name and last name smart ass." I said to her she frowned.
"Biancha Esposito" She said. I nodded my head.
"Oh and next time you steal a bike, make sure to be more careful about it." I growled as I looked at her shocked face.
"What-" She tried to say.
"Leave your number with Jax. We will call you when we get the parts in." I said as I walked away. She looked at me and froze.
I walked towards the garage to see Tara racing out the garage and Jax holding Abel.
"Talked to her." I said as I leaned against the wall again.
"And" Jax asked as he tried not to wake up Abel.
"Her name is Biancha Esposito." I told him. Jax looked at Juice and Juice nodded his head and began to type away on his computer.
"She sticking around?" Jax asked
"Until her bike is fixed." I said as I looked at Abel.
"You good?" I asked him. Jax sighed as he ran his hand through his hair.
"All she wants to do is fucking fight. She's driving me fucking insane." He growled
"Got it" Juice said as we all looked up at him.
"Holy shit this is a feisty one." Juice said
"Well read it out loud shit head." Tig hissed at Juice. Juice glared at Tig but began to read the information out loud.
"Biancha Esposito. Been to jail 10 times and been arrested 14 times." Juice said as everyone looked at him.
"What she been arrested for?" Jax asked as he sat on a stool and took out his pack of smokes.
"She was arrested in high school 5 times for pulling out her A curved, trailing-point knife on a couple of people." Juice said
"One time on a guy who tried to feel her up. Another for a girl who was talking shit about her dad. Another for some guy hitting her car in the school parking lot. Another for a cheer leader who looked at her wrong and another for pulling her knife out at a couple of girls in the girls locker room." Juice chuckled as he shook his head.
"What has she been to jail for?" I asked the little nerd.
"Three breaking and entering, four assault chargers, one DUI, three for manslaughter. One for stabbing a kid to death in her high school parking lot. Another for killing her bus driver and another for beating a guy to death with a brick in an ally. Unregister gun, bar fighting and lastly stealing a car when she was 13." Juice said
"Shit" I cursed as everyone looked at Juice.
"What else does it say?" Jax asked Juice.
"Says her dad died while serving in Iraq when she was 17." Juice said
"Anything else?" I asked
"Her mom Alissa was arrested 10 times for prostituting and drugs." Juice said
"So her mom's a whore." Tig said
"That and a druggie." Juice said to him.
"Shit" Juice cursed
"What" We all asked.
"A warrant was just issued for her arrest." Juice cursed
"When?" Jax asked
"Yesterday at 3:30 p.m., for a stolen midnight blue bike." Juice said and we all starred at the bike.
"So the cops are looking for her." Jax asked
"Yeah pretty much." Juice said as he looked up from his laptop.
"Has the news gotten to Charming yet?" Jax asked Juice as he walked up and stood behind Juice.
"No, the warrant was issued in Wichita, Kansas." Juice said as he looked at his computer.
"Hey" We heard a voice say from the door way. We all turned around to look at Biancha or if that's her real name, standing against the door.
"I need somewhere to stay. Any chance one of you can take me to a hotel?" Biancha asked us. I looked at Jax and he looked at me.
"Well since there is a warrant out for your arrest I wouldn't do that." Jax said
"What?" She hissed
"Seems like the cops in your home town know that you stole that beauty right there and issued a warrant for you." Tig said to her.
"Fuck" She yelled
"You're staying here until we can get your bike fixed." Jax said as he ran his hand through his hair.
"What makes you think I would stay here with a bunch of strangers." She hissed and I raised my eye brow at her.
"Fine go ahead leave. Go to jail for the 15 time." Jax said as he walked away and she stood still.
"We know all about you." Juice said as he looked at her.
"What-how" She said
"Easy" Tig said as he smirked. Next thing you know she pulled her knife out of her boot and had him against the wall with the knife to his throat. I acted quick and knocked the knife out of her hands and had her against the wall.
"Wrong move sweetheart." I growled as she tried to get free.
"Get off of me you fucking ass whole." She hissed and I smirked.
"Leave if you want to get caught. Your running from something and I know it's not from the cops." I hissed and she stopped struggling.
"If you want to stay low. Then take your shit into the room all the way in the back." I hissed as I let her go and picked up her knife. She glared and held out her hand for her knife. I smirked as I handed it back and watched her walk inside.
"Holy shit that bitch is crazy." Tig said as I smirked.
"Lets go boys lock it up." Clay called out as he walked into the garage with Jax behind him.
"I heard we have a criminal." Clay said as he starred at the boys.
"The bitch just pulled a fucking knife out on me." Tig cursed as Jax chuckled.
"Should we be careful with her?" Clay asked me.
"Don't know" I said he nodded and walked into the club house with us following behind him.
"It's Friday which means it's time for my dick to be sucked and fucked." Tig cheered as I chuckled.
