Driving down the road I pass the "Welcome to Charming" sign and the butterflies flood my stomach. The streets are quite and every stereotypical thing said about small towns seem true in Charming. The "Everyone knows everything about anyone" statement seems true in Charming as the locals eyes stay on me as I hop out of my jeep. I see my realtor Jen standing outside her office and she waves hello to the people passing before greeting me. "Ms. Lopez Welcome back." She smiles as we shake hands. "Thanks Jen and please call me Gia." Looking around at the small mom and pop shops I familiarize myself with the place I'll be calling home. "Gia. Gia." I turn my attention back to Jen and give her an apologetic smile. "Sorry I just was thinking how family oriented this town feels like." She smiles at my statement and motions me to follow her towards my restaurant. "You're right about being family oriented. We're a small town with small town people so please don't feel out of place if they just stare at you a little longer than they should." She grins at me before unlocking the doors. "So this is a 'leave your doors unlocked' type of neighborhood huh?" Laughing she shakes her head and I follow her through my restaurant. "Charming isn't exactly perfect. We have our ups and downs but folks here love it." "Downs?" I ask her. "What kind of downs are you talking about?" She clears her throat before answering. "Just that we have a group of gang bangers who call themselves Sons of Anarchy. Their pretty much the law here in this town and not everyone agrees with it." Shaking my head I look at her "Are they going to be trouble for me here Jen? I mean I-" "No they won't bother you one bit Gia I promise!" She interrupts me. "They just sort of run the town but the locals here were used to it already. At times they can be pains in the ass but other times they actually help out with fundraisers and stuff." I give her a hesitant nod and smile. "Ok I'll take your word for it how bout you show me my new diner!" She blows a breath of relief before showing me around. We talk about hiring staff and opening dates and I get more excited. Walking out she hands me the keys and let's me know if I need anything to let her know. I walk the shops and introduce myself to the owners with hopes of building great relationships. As I cross the street to where my car is parked a loud rumble grabs my attention and I turn my head towards the noise. Ten bikes pass by me and the riders are all wearing leather vest with "Sons of Anarchy" patches. I see some locals scatter away while others don't pay them no attention. Interesting. I think and jump in my jeep. As I'm driving to my new home I can't help but replay the different expressions on people's faces when those bikers rode the streets. Am I ready for this ride?