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Chapter 1: Meeting the Family

Mom was making us move.

All the way from Chicago, IL to fucking Charming, CA. She didn't even tell us the real reason, she gave us a bullshit excuse of wanting to start a new life. We had everything in Chicago: friends, house, job. What would we need a new life for? Well we had everything but family. See Mom moved from her hometown in Charming to go somewhere that her family didn't have ties to. She wanted to live where she didn't have to worry about the bad. Yet she was making us move there?

Her name was Jasmine 'Jazzy' Teller. She was thirty something years old with long dark hair and light blue eyes. Mom was caring in every way a mother should be. She made sure we had what we wanted, she punished us when we did wrong, rewarded us sometimes too. She was great. She had us two kids only, our dad was a no show. I didn't care, not like we needed him anyway.

My brother, Caleb, was annoying as annoying can be. He had messy dark blonde hair and blue eyes. He was athletic, we both were, having been on track team. He was protective of me too, even when I could handle myself he but in. Even though he annoyed me, I still loved him. He was the older one.

I had issues being the younger one. I wanted to do things that didn't follow in the same direction as Caleb. Guess that's why I did lots of things that my mother hated. I used to be out later than she wanted. Get into trouble at school; detention, suspension. She told me I was bright and I was wasting my intelligence. The same lecture each time. Caleb was the good one of us two though he wasn't perfect. He too did the wrong things but not as much as me.

My name was Callie. I had long dark hair with bright blue eyes. I was medium sized, not too big and not too small. I was energetic and happy and wild. I changed soon. Weeks before Mom said we would move, I had gotten into a fight, some girl had messed with me for the last time. Later that day while I was walking home, some man grabbed me, took me to an alley and violated me. Wasn't the same again after that. No smiling, no happiness, no energy. I was torn inside. Mom knew a week later after I lashed out and accidentally spilled my dark secret.

That was the reason we moved.

To get away from it all. Fresh start.

Mom knew what was best for us. She wanted to help me. Just didn't know how to do it on her own with no family support.

And there we were, in the car driving from Chicago to Charming. The drive was long. So many days spent riding and sleeping. No fun. Mom said it would be worth all the boredom. I sure hoped she was right. Spending day and night in a car with an annoying brother and no way to get out was hell.

We left Monday morning, we didn't get to Charming until Friday evening. Nearly 5 days non stop. I was surprised we got that far though, Mom was determined to get there soon. Summer had started already so there was no hassle about school. We packed everything we needed only, leaving what we didn't want.

Looking out the window watching my life pass in blurs, I noticed one thing. Lots of emptiness. No buildings in sight. Just road and trees. Charming was a small town by the looks of the outside. Caleb was snoring in the seat beside me. He had fallen asleep just half an hour ago and he was already knocked out. I went to turn up the volume of my

I-Pod to drown out the snoring when my mother spoke.

"We're almost there." She sounded tired. Driving for so long could do that to a person.

"You said that an hour ago..." I muttered laying my head on the window. "and I'm hungry."

Mom frowned. "You'll have to wait then. There's nothing else in the car to eat." She told me, leaning back into her seat. I saw a sigh to her left. 'Welcome to Charming'. I sighed loudly, "Finally!" Mom shook her head smiling. I could see the town, small like I assumed.

Mom drove straight down, taking a few turns, until we stopped in front of 'Teller-Morrow'. Was this it?, I thought taking off my seat belt. "Wake your brother up." She told me getting out of the car. She walked to the passenger window and poked her head inside. "Gently and nicely." She ordered. I smiled to her and she shook her head laughing.

Oh I'll be gentle.

Once Mom was away from the car I turned my attention to my older brother. He was sleeping so peacefully. I leaned over to him and smacked him softly on the cheek. His eyes snapped open instantly. He jumped up, rubbing the sleep out of his eyes. "I'm up. I'm up." He muttered and yawned. I shook my head.

"We're here idiot." I opened the car door and stepped out, the air hitting me directly. Felt nice. I looked around. There was a building separate from the rest that looked like a cabin of some sort. The other part was a garage, several put into one and then there was a door. A shop?

Mom was talking to a few guys up ahead. I shut the door and leaned against it, yawning. Caleb came around and slumped against the car nearly falling to the floor.

"Who she talkin' to?" I gave him a look.

"Does it look like I know?" He glared at me but I brushed it off. "Probably someone she knows."

"No shit. She aint gonna talk to strangers." He glanced over at Mom, "Or hug them." I watched Mom. She was smiling and laughing, hugging some of the men there. It was odd. The men were strange looking, all wearing the same type of vest with the words 'Sons of Anarchy' written across the back in an arch. In the middle was the Grimm Reaper holding a crystal ball with the letter 'A' in the middle, also holding a scythe with the body of a gun. Under neath that was 'California' in an under arch.

Mom sure had one hell of a past we didn't know about.

She caught us looking and motioned for us to come. I groaned, I didn't want to meet anyone. Why did she do that? Caleb pushed off the car, pulling my arm and forcing me off too. I hit him in the arm with the back of my hand. "Ow. No need to be violent." He muttered.

I laughed, "I can show you violent." He narrowed his eyes at me and I laughed again. "I can do the same Caleb." He smirked but that smirk fell when we reached Mom and the men. I gulped when I noticed them all staring at me with raised brows. I stepped closer to Caleb and he reacted, tensing up and sort of stepping in front of me.

"Guys these are my kids. Caleb and Callie." Mom said with a smile. Some of the men smiled at us. The man who caught my attention the most was not in the group. He was far away, talking to another. He had a shaved head with dark orbs, his hands were dirty and he wore the same vest as the others. He was talking to another man who had wild looking hair. He titled his head, looking my way. He had blue eyes and he sent chills up my spine.

"Kids this is Chibs," He pointed to a man who had scars on either side of his face. "Hello." He had an accent and I smiled at him, accents were nice. "Opie." He pointed to a tall man with a beard growing back in. He nodded his head to us. "Juice." I couldn't believe these names. Juice looked to be the youngest there. He had a small Mohawk with a thunderbolt tattooed on either side of his head. "And finally your uncle Jax."

This Uncle of ours had the same blonde hair as Caleb. He had blue eyes like ours. "Well aren't you gonna give me a hug?" Jax asked. I stared at him like he were a maniac and stepped back.

"Seems like thats a no." Mom laughed walking away. I followed behind her, rubbing my temple. My head was pounding. I ignored the others, just wanting to go to our new home. I didn't want to be around so many men. Mom knocked on the door, the only door there.

"Hold on." Said a lady from inside. She huffed and unlocked the door. Her mouth went open and she hugged Mom. "When were you gonna tell us you were comin'?" She asked Mom with a smile.

"Oh you know me. Surprise, surprise." Mom laughed as did the woman. "Mom these are Caleb and Callie." This woman, who dressed in clothes I didn't see woman her age in, was our grandmother. "Don't tell me." Mom nodded with a smile. "Never thought I'd see the day when you had kids." She laughed as did Mom.

"My trouble makers." I scowled. I wasn't that much trouble. "Clay get out here!" The woman shouted. A man came from inside one of the garages. He was wearing a cut too, in the front I spotted the words 'Redwood Original' on one side and 'President First 9' on the other.

Who were these people?

"Jazzy." He smiled as he hugged Mom. She hugged him back and kissed him on the cheek. "Dad these are Caleb and Callie."

Jesus how many times would she keep saying that. I shifted to one side, crossing my arms over my chest. I was tired and hungry. She wasn't speeding anything along.

"So these are the ones you told me 'bout." Clay said smiling. "You knew?" Our grandmother said with a scowl.

"Jazzy wanted to surprise you." Clay laughed as he hugged his wife. She smiled and kissed him. I looked away not wanting to see people exchange affection. "Well we're off to our house. Here's the address in case you want to come by." She handed Clay a piece of paper. He took it and glanced at the words.

"Take Jax with you. Don't want you anywhere alone." Clay demanded and Mom nodded.

"I know. I will. Not like he'll let me go anywhere." She said and ushered us away. Caleb walked beside me as we followed Mom back to the car. It was strange. We met all these people who Mom already knew. We met our grandparents. Charming was going to be hard to adjust to. "Jax your comin' with us." Mom told him and he nodded, going to a motorcycle. Were these people in a biker club?

We drove off, Jax following behind us on his bike. I glanced out the window again.

Things were going to be very different.

I sure hoped I was ready.