Hey everyone! I just wanted to say thank you so much for all of the kind things you're saying about my story. I die of happiness at each review so keep them coming! This chapter is a little out of my comfort zone because I'm not use to portraying males, especially one as complex as Jax. But I thought I might give him a try so here is the last chapter in Jax's POV. Enjoy! - Lanie

Jax Teller knew how the town saw him; to everyone he was going to end up just like the rest of the club. That someday he would be the reason people would fear the sound of motorcycles. And they were right, Jax has wanted to apart of the club for as long as he could remember. This life is the only one that he'd ever known; to him it made perfect sense. To hurt people that hurt the club; to make deals that may make or break the club. At this point they wouldn't allow him or Opie into the club yet. Piney, Opie's father and one of the founding members believed that they were too young to get into this life yet. So for now they'd act as prospects. That alone brought joy to some of the members, Tig Trager especially.

Jax wanted out of school that could start his life as a mechanic at Teller and Marrow, that way he could do the dirty work that came along with a prospect. This often caused fights with his Mother. Knowing that her son wasn't going to make it to his senior year, Gemma Teller-Marrow finally made a deal with him. Legally he could stop going to school after his sixteenth birthday so she promised if he made it until then she wouldn't make him go to school as long as he got his GED before he was eighteen. It was the best thing for all of them, that way Gemma knew no girl would stick their claws into her son and he'd be under the protection of the club.

It was only a few weeks until his birthday yet he had started looking forward to school for at least one class. That's when he gets to see her. Kissing his mom's cheek, he got up from the table and told her and his step-dad Clay bye. Jax got on his bike and made his way to the school. Once he parked next to Opie, he gave his friend a hug before they made their way inside.

"Did you hear that there's going to be retaliation Friday night?" Opie asked him quiet enough that they were the only people that could hear the conversation.

Jax shook his head not knowing about it. "On us? Or is SAMCRO going after someone?"

"I heard something happened with Luann and Otto's pissed, bro."

"Fuck that's not gonna be good. I don't see why they don't tell us this shit." He sounded almost annoyed with the club.

"I guess the old men don't want us in too deep. Don't worry, the club is ours soon enough." He said as the bell rang, that was true. No one could take this club from them. Giving him a nod they walked their separate ways.

When he got into his English class he sat in his normal spot and soon followed Tara, except she didn't look so well. She let her books drop to her desk, she slightly cringed at the sound it brought, sitting down she rubbed her temples and squinted, seeming to be in her own world. Jax smirked to himself; he figured that detention today would be fun. Because it was clear to him that she was nursing a hangover. His day seemed to last forever, probably because he was anxious to get in to see her again so he could tease her.

When the time finally came to see her, he walked into the room to see her already deep into her homework. Not giving a shit about his homework he sat down and turned to her, trying to grab her attention.

"Hey Tara." He said lightly, still not getting anything from her.

"Not today, Jackson." She replied dryly, not even turning in his direction.

After he got out of there, not receiving another word from her, he headed straight to the club house. There was a meeting and him and Opie were told that they needed to sit in on it. Once arriving they heard all about how the niners almost got Luann. With that they needed to be shown not to mess with the SAMCRO family. They created a plan of action. Both Opie and Jax were told to be on standby with the van nearby in case they needed a distraction. They both agreed, happy that they might get to see action Friday.

When they all were walking out, Tig threw his arm over Jax's shoulder. "Looks like you might get to see what a real fight looks like."

Jax rolled his eyes and shoved him away. "I see 'em in the clubhouse every time you fuck over some chick." He retorted which also earned him a shove.

"Enough boys." They heard the sarcasm dripping from Gemma's mouth.

"Sorry mom." He smiled and kissed her cheek before deciding it was time to go home. "Later"

He drove around for a while and passed Tara's house once. He wondered if he should check in on her. She seemed so different today not like herself. Jax didn't really know what it was about her that has him like this. Of course she was beautiful but she wasn't like the rest of the girls the club was around. She didn't fit the crow eater bill and that might just be way he was attracted to her. That and she knows how to throw a punch. Deciding against it he went home and fell asleep in no time.

The next day was quiet similar to the day before. Tara didn't talk to him; she only gave him a sad look. He knew not push anything with her but he knew that if she was hung over and ignoring him tomorrow, he'd press the issue at hand. Except wasn't drunk, she didn't turn up at school that day. Jax knew it was stupid to worry her today, when he needed to be prepared for tonight. He ditched school with Opie after first period and hung out at the club house waiting for their night to begin.

The two friends were sitting in the black van, Jax the driver and Opie sitting in the passenger seat. They were bored out of their minds, hoping that they'll get a call any minute. When they did get the call it wasn't good, one of the guys got shot, so Jax quickly drove the couple miles from their stakeout spot. They noticed the niners were gone by the time they got there much to their dismay. But they quickly helped a shot Chibs into the van, and Jax told them he'd ride the bike back to the clubhouse. He had a stop in mind anyways.

Telling them he'd meet them at their, he took off towards Tara's house. He had planned this earlier so in the pocket of his cut there was a note in case she didn't answer the door. When he walked up to the front door, he heard a smash. Quickly he knocked on the door, his thoughts turning bad. He heard nothing before he heard another noise that was followed by a slam. That's when the door opened, to show a shaken up Tara. He saw her arm and he stepped forward, cupping her cheek with his hand, he was concerned something really bad just happened to her.

"What the hell happened?" His voice was alert and worried.

He watched her look down at her arm and then into his eyes, she shrugged. "Some of my Mom's china fell. It got me on the way down." Not really believing that was the truth, he dropped his hand and leaned against her house.

"What's been going through that head of yours? You grew really distant and then just weren't there today… I was worried something happened." Jax asked the concern evident in his face and voice.

"Well I'm not yours to worry about Teller." He was about to speak again when she continued. "If you're looking for an easy lay, go elsewhere." With that, Jax let her turn to leave. If that's what she thought this was about he'd prove otherwise. He didn't even know what he wanted but making sure she was okay was a priority to him. Grabbing the note, he placed it on the ground and knocked on the door once before turning to leave. Getting on Chibs' bike he rode to the clubhouse. It was going to be a long night.