"Izzy!" "Isabel!" " Isabel Katherine Morrow!" "Wake your ass up and get dressed" shouted my mom.
"Why!"
"Your dad is coming in with the guys, we gotta get breakfast ready" she said.
"Ugh, I hate getting up early" I groaned.
Why me on these days. It was two weeks before school was to start and here I am waking up at the butt crack of dawn to make breakfast for 20 smelly, tired, cranky, horny ass bikers. What a perfect a great way to start my Friday. At least I had a party to go to tonight. As I hurried and got dressed cause I knew if I had waited even ten more minutes my mom was going to be knocking down my door like she was ATF on a raid.
I dressed quickly as I ran downstairs in my black velour Juicy track suit, hair up in a ponytail, and my glasses on. I reached the kitchen as I said, "I'm ready."
My mom looked up from her coffee and said, No, your not".
"What, I'm dressed" I said.
"Yeah and half of Tacoma was coming down and you know how your dad likes you to be presentable. You represent Samcro."
"I have clothes on, I would say that I'm presentable."
"March up stairs put on jeans, a nice top, and your boots, she ordered.
"Really, mom."
"Yes really, you wanna find yourself a man right" she questioned.
"Oh, do you really think I'm going for patched".
"You sure as shit better", mom said assuringly.
"Mmmmm, I was thinking law enforcement. I always liked handcuffs and a uniform" I said jokingly.
"Your funny, you know. I have a bad heart. What are trying to do? Kill me" she joked,
"Well, will it get me out of making breakfast and being at the clubhouse" as I looked at her "No, then I'm not trying to kill you then." I said sarcastically.
"Little bitch!" she yelled.
"I love you to ma" as I ran back upstairs to my room.
After about another twenty minutes, I ran down stairs in my skin tight dark wash jeans tucked into my knee high black leather high heeled boots with a black shirt that was off one shoulder and cropped so my stomach was showing. My chestnut hair was pulled into a high ponytail and just enough make up covered my face. I grabbed my cell off the table as I ran downstairs.
"Is this better" I said.
"Mmm, much better baby girl. Now, that is samcro royalty" she boasted.
"I hate being called royalty" I said.
"Well, you are so get used to it."
I grabbed my bag off the counter, poured myself a cup of coffee and headed out to the driveway.
"Well, come on, we got get breakfast started" I said very cheery and upbeat.
"I hate it when you do that."
"Well, I hate being woking up at 5:30, to make breakfast, so I guess we are even then." I said.
"Smart ass." as she laughed.
"I know let's go."
Mom and I were at the garage within 20 minutes. We walked into the kitchen to get started. I started making the muffins and cinnamon rolls as mom began making her famous quiche that my dad and Tig loved. We were half way through when Ma got a call on her cell. "They're almost here." she told me.
We had everything ready to go. The rest of the select crow eaters were done stocking the bar and making sure all the food was out. We went outside and waited for the thunderous sound of the club coming in. We were all standing out there to meet and greet like we always did. The other crow eaters, hang arounds, and some new prospects as well as the guys from the garage were there. They pulled up in the line up and parked there bikes. My dad came up and gave us a hug.
"Mmmmm, How are my favorite ladies doing?
"Good" I said.
As he placed a kiss on my forehead. As the rest of the guys dismounted there bike I saw my brother Jackson.
"Mmm, I missed you. I've been so bored with out your guys," as I hugged him.
I saw Tig, Bobby, Juice, and my favorite of them all my Chibs.
"Ahhh, Chibs" as I screamed an ran and jumped into his arms.
"Oh, my sweet girl. How are you"? as he planted kisses on my forehead.
"I'm good, Now that your back" I said sending him a sweet smile.
"Oh, what was that you ran to Chibs? What about me," asked Tig.
"What about you?" I said.
"I don't get a hug." with his arms wide opened.
"I don't know where you have been these last two weeks. I might need a tetanus shot if I hug you. Or some kind of cream to get rid of that itchy feeling." I teased.
All the guys laughed and smiled. Ah, there were home, the family was complete.
"Come on in, food is hot and ready." mom said.
"Well, wait before we go in. I want you to meet some of the Tacoma guys." dad said as we walked to the five guys at the picnic table.
I walked with my dad, mom, and Jax.
"This is my daughter, Izzy." he said as he pointed to the guys. "This is Happy, Kozik, Bully, Donut, and Lorca."
"Hi...nice to meet you guys." as I flashed them a bright smile.
"Oh, come on, don't tell me you don't remember me," said Lorca.
"No, of course I remember you. It's been a while. You gave me a reaper necklace for my 10th birthday." as I showed it to him. "I never take it off."
"Why." he asked.
"It represents trust, loyalty, and family" I said as my dad squeezed my shoulders.
"Wow, that's right. You grew up just beautifully. Clay, she's a great girl. She's going to make one hell of an old lady someday." Lorca said.
"Thanks, Lorca" I said blushingly.
"You have got to remember me right", Kozik questioned.
"Yeah, I remember you to." I said with a smile.
"What was your fondness memory of me". he beemed.
"Well, you were getting a blowjob at my 10th birthday party. I'm still in therapy because of that, but thanks". I said smugly.
As my dad let out a thunderous laugh. "She got you man. Harsh."
"Way harsh, blondie" teased Tig.
"Come on, let's eat before everything gets cold. We can catch up later." as Mom ushered us into the clubhouse.
"Wow, you ladies did a wonderful spread. Thanks girls." dad told us as he place a kiss on both of our heads.
I made myself a plate and sat down at the table with Chibs and Bobby. My phone rang as I got up, "Oh hey, yeah come on in. I'll get you a plate." Club door opened and in popped my bubbly and always horny best friend Jillian.
"Hey, Mr. Morrow." she said as she walked in the doors.
"Jill, call me Clay or dad, your at my house more than I am."
"That's so true." as Jillian joined me at the table as she passed my mom and dad and gave them both kisses. She sat down next to Bobby.
"Hey, I missed you, Elvis."
"I missed you to bubbles". Bobby said as he leaned down to hug her.
I can say that Bobby was Jillian's favorite son. As we sat at the table she was eyeing Juice really hard.
"Oh My God, stop staring at the man." I whispered.
"What?" she looked at me with a questionable look on her face.
"Your staring again."
"He's just so yummy." she said as she let out a breathy sigh.
"Who's yummy"? Chibs asked.
"Juice." I told him.
"Oh god, I think I'm gonna barf." Bobby said as he covered his mouth.
"Oh, you think juice is hot." Said Bobby as he turned and looked at Jillian.
"Yeah, he's doable." she said as she smiled and licked her lips,
"Oh my god, Jill." in pure astonishment I said.
"What he is"?
I looked away from Jillian as I muttered, "I need some new friends."
"Oh come on, you don't think the volume of testosterone in this clubhouse could fill a hot air balloon. Look around ,just see who's cute." she said.
"I don't want know which one of my brothers you think is cute or hot I'm going to the bar." said Bobby as he gave Chibs a look.
"I'm with you brother."
"Wow, that was a way to scare them off." I told Jillian.
"What are you two talking about?" my mother asked us as she joined our table.
"Nothing, ma." I said trying to avoid her question.
"No, I was telling her how I think Juice is just delicious. And how I wouldn't mind getting a taste. If you know what I mean." as she gave my mom a wink.
"I'm going to go die now" I said.
"No, I get you Jill. So out of everyone here who would you do." my mom said sending me a look.
"Ma!" "I'm not discussing this with you."
"Why not?"
"You're my mother and it's just weird."
"What about him," as Jilly leaned into me and looked ay Kozik.
"Umm no." I said trying to dodge as many questions as possible.
"Common Izzy, pick one." Jillian said as she nudged me.
"No, I'm not playing."
"What are you guys playing?" Jax said as he walked over to our table.
"Nothing" as I got up to throw my plate in the trash.
I turned around as I heard them telling Jax what kind of game.
"Oh my god, really, why are you telling him that?" As I made my way to the trash can I bumped into Happy.
"Shit, sorry I wasn't looking. Did I get anything on you?"
"What were you looking at?" he said in his rough voice.
"My crazy ass best friend and my clinically insane mother. They like to play games, and I'm not a game playing type person, in so many words."
"Mmmmm, see was that so bad." Jillian yelled.
"You suck Jill." I yelled back at her.
"I know and so will you eventually." as she yelled across the clubhouse.
It got amazingly quiet all of a sudden. My mouth flung open as the words left her mouth. I let out a little gasp. I was now turning several shades of red. I put my head down and said, "sorry " as I walked back to table like I was doing a walk of shame.
"You bitch." I growled.
"What you don't like to play." she teased.
We were mocking each other now at the table. My mom just laughed as dad and Jax headed over to us.
"What about you sucking something." my dad asked questioningly not really looking for a answer.
"Nothing, Jillian was just being a brat." I said.
"Sorry, Mr...Clay." she said somewhat ashamed.
"No problems, don't be getting my baby girl into trouble." he warned.
"Blame mom." I said.
"Why, she wants me to get a man. Someone patched". I said.
"Yeah, but I think she's leaning more toward law enforcement cause they have a uniforms and handcuffs". mom teased.
"Mom, I was joking." as I said in pure horror.
"I don't know, I've seen Hale look at you like he wants somewhere to put his baton." said Tig as he rubbed his goatee.
"Oh my god, I can't believe you just said that Tig." as I turned several more shades of red.
"It's true, you know it." as he continued to keep talking.
"I'm leaving; I'm gonna go open the garage now before I die of complete and total embarrassment." as I got up to walk out the door.
"Ohh, baby don't be embarrassed were family". my mom said as she laughed.
"You're going to send me back to the therapist to reverse the damage that was caused today". I said as I opened the door and walked out the clubhouse. "Why me?" Ugh." I stopped short bumping into Happy again.
"Damn it, what's with me today walking into you?"
"Sorry about earlier. My mother and my friend are just nuts." as I shook my head.
"Yeah, nuts about you apparently." as he took a drag from his cigarette.
"Yeah, I guess so. Well, I guess I catch you later. I gotta go open up the shop."
"Yeah see ya." he said after he took a long drink from his beer.
I walked away from Happy as he sat on the picnic table as I hurried across the lot to the office. Dog and the guys were waiting for me so they could clock in.
Several hours later
It had been hours and it was slow, no repos, only shit that needed to be fixed. So after the filing was done and the orders were placed I needed to do inventory since we were running low on supplies. I was in the garage and took my hair down and shook it out. I rolled my shoulders and stretched my arms. Oh how I hated sitting behind the desk for so long. I reached down to stretched my back as I grabbed each of my legs to hold. I heard applause and cat calls as I was bent over. I stood straight and turned around the guys had finally made there way outside. I turned and stood with one leg on the ground and lifted the other one straight up as I flipped the them bird. All the cheering had stopped and the stood there with there mouths open.
"Dirty old men"! I shouted as they erupted with laughter.
My mom was standing on the door way, "Well if that don't get you a man, I don't know what will. I guess it's the benefit of being 17 and a cheerleader."
I just rolled my eyes and went back to doing inventory. After about 2 hours later, dad came out and said, "let's close early since it was slow."
"Well the guys are caught up on work and I need you to look over this and make sure I got everything right for inventory so I can fax it." I said.
"So what was I hearing about you giving the guys the bird." as you looked at me like I was up to something.
"I was stretching and they were all hollering at me like I was some kind sweet butt. So, I just gave them the one finger salute and called them dirty old men." as I laughed.
"Nice" he said "That's my girl".
"I thought you would like that." as I laughed.
"So what your mom was talking about with the patched member."
"Yeah." I said uneasy about where this was going.
" Not a bad idea. There are rules like not dating anyone with a patch till your 18 and with my approval."
"Like it's a driver's license." I said.
"You are like a driver's license ;you need to fill out an application to date my daughter before you even begin to get behind the wheel". he said jokingly.
"You're not funny." as I had a frown on my face.
"I am just a little bit" as he laughed.
Ugh as I put my head down. He kissed the top of my head.
