Chapter 2

She was off to a good start, until her phone ringing stopped her phone's music playing in the car. Oh shit, it's Jax.

Hesitant to answer, she let it ring at first. He is going to be so mad... but even more mad if I don't answer him. On the last ring, she picked up. "Hello?"

Jax took a hit of his cigarette while sitting in his room at the clubhouse. "Where are you?" he said calmly. Always calm before the storm...

"I'm in traffic, heading to class."
"I specifically told Juice to pass on my message about staying local. He told me he told you."
"Yeah, he did...but Jax you have to understand this isn't like high school. I can't just walk in a week later and expect them to hand me all my missed work. Finals are next Monday, I need to pass. I can't just ignore my life because of the club's drama." She bit her lip, not meaning to come off like a bitch at barely 7:45 in the morning.
"You head straight to the clubhouse after school today. I'll meet you there and we'll talk about it then." He said harshly, taking another hit of the cigarette. She agreed and they got off the phone. Great, she thought.

She had gotten to the building and parked her car in the first open parking spot she could find. Grabbing her backpack, she got out, locked her doors and headed off to class. History first thing in the morning was probably her worst decision ever. She could only retain enough information up until the test, and once she had taken the test, she'd forget everything she studied as the class moved to a different topic. History was her worst subject but she had to stick it out and do the best she could to pass.

At 9:30 her class had ended and she walked through the cafe to the vending machine, dying for a drink. She had put in $1.50 for a bottle of water and the vending machine paused as if it wasn't going to give her the drink. After a few seconds it dropped the bottle as if it was saying "Haha just kidding! Here's your drink kid." Stupid vending machine.

Her next class wasn't for another half hour so she sat down at an empty table and opened her laptop. She had clicked the internet button and signed into her school e-mail, hoping for a cancelation. Once she realized there wasn't any, she closed it gently and put her head down on top of it.

"Someone a little tired?" She heard Trey say as he took a seat across from her. She had picked her head up and smiled at him.
"I could use a nap." She said, taking a sip of her water.
"So go home and take your nap, then we'll hit the party later." He flashed his big beautiful smile, and she laughed. "I'm not sure if I can go, I'm supposed to be going straight home. I'll find out if I can go and I'll let you know." Trey smiled.
"Word, I'll take that over a 'no!'" He exclaimed. He couldn't wait to be dancing with her, her beautiful body intertwined with his to the beat of some random song. Hopefully the timing will be just right and he'll be able to make his first move.

They had gotten up and gone to their back to back English and math classes, and Trey again, reminding her about this party. He left as she went to her biology class. In between taking notes and listening to the lecture itself, she spaced out thinking about how much fun a party might actually be. Dancing and having a good time with people her own age that aren't talking about killing people or motorcycles or how sloppy the girl who slept over the night before was. Some time to be free, to let go and be herself was what she wanted. So scared to make a mistake or get a bad grade, it was overwhelming trying to be perfect all the time.

Gemma had pushed her beyond hard, making sure Sam got the chance to make something of herself. Gemma didn't get that chance when she got pregnant with Jax. The club just took over her life, and she wanted better for her daughter. She wanted her to be able to have the option of leaving Charming, and not being tied down here like the rest of them. For most of the Son's, the club was all they had. Usually no family, or a small family that doesn't want them in the club to begin with. But that's the thing about the MC, you're not just hanging out with a gang a few nights a week. You don't meet up and go bowling on Tuesday nights or something, you're part of a second family. A crazy, hectic, bat shit crazy family.

Jax pushed her hard too because he felt the need to be a brother and father when he became the man of the house. A father who wanted her to succeed and a brother who wanted her to stay out of the club problems. She laughed to herself thinking about the first time he beat somebody up for her. She was 7, and he was 13, and it was the first time she had come out of school crying. She didn't want to tell him right away, but had sat her down at a bench outside of the school and told her it'd be okay, and that he couldn't help her if she didn't tell him what happened. She had explained that there was a boy who shoved her and she fell and cut her knee, and she said he pushed her and said "Your dad killed my dad, you don't deserve to be here." She had cried into his arms for a half hour that day.

That night, Jax had went home and told Gemma about what happened. She told him she'd take care of the kid and his parents, so angry that a parent could raise a child to hit another child over adult issues. They were 7 and 8 years old for crying out loud. Gemma had told Jax to leave it alone but he kept shaking his head. Gemma smirked, she knew that her boy wouldn't be able to walk away from things like this that involved his family, let alone his sister.

The next day after school, Jax had picked Sam up and had her point out who it was. He went over to the boy, tapped him on the shoulder, and when the boy turned around, Jax's fist collided with the boys jaw. He knew going into that he couldn't just kill a fourth grader, so a solid punch in the mouth should do the trick. "That's for my sister. If you ever say something or do something like that to her EVER again, I'll be back." He threatened, grabbing his sister's hand and walking out of the school lot.

Before she knew it, the biology class was emptying the classroom and she grabbed her stuff and shoved it back into her backpack and grabbed her keys. As she walked to her car, she checked the time. 1:30 on the dot. She started her car, put her seatbelt on, and headed to the clubhouse. The entire time she thought of how to convince Jax to let her go to this party.

She pulled up to the garage and got out and went inside. She saw Rat boy behind the bar, she waved at him as he smiled and waved back. Juice and Happy were playing video games in front of the TV. and Happy was losing. He never was a good loser. "Fuck this stupid game! You cheated and you know you did." He shouted, sounding like a kid.
"You can't play me with the Giants while I'm using the Yankees and think you're gonna win! I've been doing this a lot longer than you Haps, this is my thing." He said laughing. Happy flipped him off and took a seat at the bar, ordering a strong drink. Juice walked over to Sam and gave her a bear hug. "What brings you here?" Juice asked as they sat on the couch.

"I'm waiting for Jax, he wants to discuss the fact that I still need to leave Charming for the next week or so. Also I kinda want to go to a party tonight..." She let her voice trail off, hoping Juice would pitch in and help her convince Jax. "A party where?" He asked, his voice tone not so happy. "Oh uh, I'm not really sure, a friend of mine from school wants to take me. He's really cool though like it's going to be a lot of fun." She sounded so happy but Juice's facial expression ruined her moment. He seemed like he disapproved.

"He? You're going to party with another dude?" He asked, getting territorial. She sighed. "Juice it isn't like that. He's a friend."
"Yeah, I bet he's 'just a friend.'" He mumbled.
"Don't get like that Juice." She said calmly. This isn't what she wanted to be doing right now. Fighting with Juice always made her upset.

Juice gave Rat and Happy a look, and they went for a walk. When they were out of sight, he spoke.
"Don't get like what? Annoyed you're going out with another guy? That's like not how this works." He was getting mad, typical hot headed Juice.
"This really isn't that big of a deal like why are you so mad? You've gone to plenty of parties. Parties that I've never once said I didn't like you going to..." she said quietly.
"Those are different. I know guys at parties. They do anything and everything they can to get you alone and hook up with you. You're going with some dude who I've never met, to some party which, by the way, you don't even know where it's gonna be. I don't want you going." He stood, crossing his arms over his chest. This has to be a joke.

"Look, I'm sorry you feel that way Juice, I really am but don't you think I deserve a normal night to myself? I'm so unbelievably tired of being 'baby Teller', I'm tired of the looks people give me when they notice that my last name is Teller. I'm tired of working my ass off day in and day out to have to sit at home because of the clubs issues. God dammit Juice I want a life!" She shouted. "You don't have right to tell me I can't go out with another guy, who is literally just a friend."
Juice was livid. "I do have the right, because we're unofficially together and you know that."
Sam scoffed and stood up. She was losing the tight lid she had on her temper. "When did we decide to do this? Juice you know I want to be with you more than anything, but you don't ever wanna make the move to talk to Jax! You won't kiss me or hold my hand, but you'll throw a bitch fit when I have other plans that are with someone who isn't you? Someone who is a friend?!" she shouted.
"You know that I can't do anything without Jax's approval. Do you know how badly I just wanna grab your face and make out with you? In front of everyone? Letting them know that you're mine?" He shouted. Sam took a deep breath.
"Look, I get it. If we were together and you felt that way, I probably wouldn't go. But how long have I been asking you to make your move and talk to Jax? How long Juice?" She waited for a response but never got one and she continued.
"You want his permission? You have to ask for it. Earn it. Do whatever it takes. But you won't and I don't know why. I'm so tired of feeling like I'm only an option to you. I really do like you Juice, but if you're not going to man up about it then I don't know what to tell ya. I'm not going to sit around and wait for you to make up your mind. If you actually did wanna be with me, you'd take a step in the right direction to be with me." She said, finally walking away from Juice and heading towards her brothers room. She heard a loud smash but didn't look bad, and eventually heard Juice's bike start.

She was irritated at this point, and definitely didn't expect Juice to freak like that. Jax came in, a little confused. "What's with the broken lamp?" She sighed. "Nothing, I'll clean it."
"Don't worry about it, Rat's taking care of it." He shut the door and leaned against it and sighed. "So I understand you can't just miss school. Talked to Gemma, and you have a point. Finals are too close for you to mess around. BUT, the club's a target right now, with the Mayan's and whoever else they want to work with that's against us. And unfortunately, you're a part of this mess because you're related. You'd be surprised what people would do to innocent people just to get to me or the guys. So, I'll make ya a deal. You go to and from school only, with an escort, and the same for when you have to work. The guys will drop you off and pick you up."

Sam sighed. She knew this was the best she was going to get. "Fine. But I got one question." She said, looking down. "Alright, what's up?" He asked. She took a deep breath. "So there's a party tonight and a kid from school asked me to go and I really would like to just go and-" He cut her off. "No."

She paused. "But Jax, don't you think I deserve it? One night to be a normal person?! I'm home every night, doing homework and essays or working and things like that."
"I said no." his voice was stern. "You're not going. It's too risky and that's final. I'll be by Gemma's later tonight to make sure you didn't go. Don't do anything stupid." He said walking out. She was so mad she was crying, she was tired of being perfect baby Teller. She walked back to her car, searching for Juice's bike before she left. But of course, he was off clearing his head after their fight.

Jax had watched his sister speed out of the parking lot and Chibs put a hand on his shoulder. "Hang in there, Jackie. Women are tough to handle. She'll come around though, they always do." Jax sighed. He knew she was pissed, she had every right to be. If someone had tried to tell Jax "no" at 20 years old, he would've laughed in their face. But she was so submissive. No matter how much she disagreed with the answer she was given, she took it and moved on. Pouted for a couple hours, but that was it. "I'm just trying to protect her. They'd eat her alive if they got to her while trying to get to me. I just wish she'd see that." he said, walking back inside the clubhouse.

Gemma watched as her daughters white Jeep Cherokee filled her driveway. She watched her grab her stuff and walk towards the house. Gemma had been cooking Sam's favorite, chicken broccoli and ziti, hopefully to cheer up after knowing Jax will be having the guys escort her left and right. Sam hated the attention being a Teller brought her.

"Hi baby." Gemma said, kissing her daughters forehead as she walked in. "I made your favorite." she smiled. "Aw, mom that was so thoughtful. I don't feel good though, I'm really not hungry. Save me a bowl and leave it in the fridge." She hugged her mom and started moving to the stairs. "Does this have anything to do with your brother?" Gemma asked, a little upset. Sam sighed.
"Yes and no. I don't really feel hungry, but I'm angry with him. I don't want to have to deal with him when he stops by tonight. I just want to be left alone. I'm going to go upstairs and do some homework and probably just go to sleep. Just like every other day of my life." She said, hanging her head low and going up to her room.

She opened her door and locked it right behind her as she shut it. She really didn't want to have to deal with him coming to check in and make sure she did as she was told. She turned on her computer and AOL messaged Trey.

SamTellerx0x: I can't go out tonight, I'm basically on house arrest. If I leave they'll notice my car being gone and that's just not going to end well...I'm sorry :( I really did wanna go...

A couple hours had gone by. She had watched some Netflix to pass the time, occasionally stopping to play computer games and things like that. She heard the AOL alert message sound and jumped up, knowing Trey was going to be sad she couldn't go.

Trey_Torrez01: ugh I really wanted you to go with me...what if you didn't have to drive?
Sam was confused.

SamTellerx0x: What do you mean? How else would I get there?
Trey_Torrez01: If you can sneak out, I'll pick you up a couple houses down from your house.
SamTellerx0x: Wait really?
Trey_Torrez01: Yeah. I really want you to go and you said you actually did wanna go. So sneak out, let's have a night for ourselves.
SamTellerx0x: I don't know...I mean I was told not to leave...
Trey_Torrez01: Do you always do what you're told? C'mon T, it's literally one night. I'll have you back before they wake up tomorrow, they won't notice a thing.

She was nervous. She had never gone against what Jax or Gemma had told her to do. But she was so angry with Jax, acting like her personal guard dog and really bothered with Juice that she just wanted to go out and have some fun. Fun with someone who seemed to actually care about her enough to sneak her out of her house. She smirked.

SamTellerx0x: Alright, I'm in.
Trey_Torrez01: Word, I'm getting ready now. What's the address?
SamTellerx0x: 36 Prince Road. I'll be a couple houses down. Text me when you're on your way.

She typed in her cellphone number and shut her computer. She realized it was already 8:45, and Gemma heads in for her shower at 9 every night. She had run a straightener through her long brown hair, added some eye-liner and mascara to her already pretty face and proceeded to her closet. She grabbed a grey halter top that had pink cheetah print on it, and some black leggings. She had these pretty ankle heals that gave her about an extra 4 inches, making her 5'4. She had a hair elastic on her wrist along with a gold bracelet Jax had given her when she was 16. She always wore it when she dressed up.

Walking past her vanity as she checked herself out, turning and inspecting herself at every angle, she was pleased with what she saw. She sprayed some of her Victoria's Secret perfume and got a text from Trey saying he was close. She pressed her ear to her bedroom door, listening to Gemma's footsteps as she made her way to the bathroom. She heard the door shut, and a few moments later, she heard the shower start. It was now or never. She had turned her TV. on, shutting her light off. Sam had opened her bedroom door quietly, and locked it before she closed it. That way, if someone were to come and see her, her door would be locked and they'd be forced to wait to talk to her until tomorrow.

She quietly but quickly walked out the front door, past her car, and down a couple houses until she saw Trey in a small black car. He smiled and unlocked the doors as she got into his passenger seat.
"Wow...you look...amazing." He said, almost drooling. She smiled softly. "Thanks."
"Hope you're ready to dance." He said smiling as he drove away.

Hope you enjoyed it! - Sammie :)