Hello again! Updating pretty quickly now! Here's the second half of the party, and the next chapter will be after the party. I also bring Donna into the story this chapter! I decided that for the flow of the story, Donna is going to be nothing like she is on the show. She is gonna be a tough biker chick, just like Trix. :]

As Trix looked at Jax, she resolved not to fall in the clutches of this man again. So she promised herself that no matter what he said to her, she would still be unavailable. 'Tara sure did number over on you, baby. And I can't have that drama in my life.' She thought sadly. She looked him up and down one more time, waiting for him to say something. Jax looked up and found Trix watching him, her face giving nothing away to him. He realized that she wasn't just gonna jump into his arms like nothing was wrong. He cursed the fact that he never noticed her as a woman. He always saw her as a younger sister. He couldn't look at her like that anymore, that was for damn sure. Finally Trix sighed.

"Jax. Say what you want to say. I have someone that I'm supposed to be meeting, and I don't want to be late." When she said that, his eyes snapped to hers. Trix saw the jealousy, and decided against telling him that it was her best friend from Washington, which is where she had gone when she left town. She was gonna let him stew on his jealousy, like she had had to do many times. Jax scoffed, then stood up and put his cut back on.

"Ya know what? Nevermind. Go meet whoever the fuck it is you're meeting." And with that, he was gone. Trix sat there for a minute then burst into laughter. She felt her phone ring. She pulled it out of her pocket, saw the number and grinned.

"Why hello, oh light of my life." She answered, Laughing when Donna's laughter rang through the phone.

"Shut it bitch. Are you ready to meet me? I'm pulling up to the address you gave me now." Trix's smile got about 20 times bigger, and she hung up and ran out through the clubhouse, ignoring the Sons yelling at her. When she got outside, not even noticing the crowd of bikers behind her, she saw the neon green ninja pull onto the lot, park, and the engine died. Trix didn't even wait for Donna to get off the bike before she was barreling across the lot, and jumping on her. Donna's musical laughter rang out and she hugged her back.

"Dayum…" Jax turned and saw Opie with his jaw on the ground, and he couldn't blame him. The two girls who were currently laughing and chatting were quite the picture. Now, Trix was drop dead gorgeous, but her friend that got off the bike was no slouch either. Long brown hair, And a body to die for, including tits just as big as Trix's and a pair of legs that looked like they'd never stop topped with a bubble butt that looked like heaven. Yeah, he was almost drooling too, and judging by the look on Opie's face, he would be making a move on that piece of ass, and he would be doing it soon.

Standing by the bike, which Donna had purposely parked next to Trix's Harley, The girls were chatting, and Donna looked over Trix's shoulder and whistled.

"Damn girl? Got enough eye candy around here?" she asked, causing Trix to turn around and laugh at the fact that every biker in SAMCRO was standing outside, and she could tell that Opie and Jax were drooling, even from about 15 feet away from them. Trix turned back to Donna with a twinkle in her eye that made Donna grin widely.

"I know that look." She said, laughing again. "What's on your mind, Slugger?" Trix stepped closer, and dropped her voice even though the boys couldn't hear her from where they were.

"Wanna bring back our old skit?" She asked, wiggling her eyebrows. Donna's in turn rose. "Who are you trying to get jealous?" She asked. Trix turned and sat on her Harley, and Donna sat next to her. "Remember the guy I told you about?" She asked, and Donna looked at her. "The blond greek god you showed me the picture of? Yeah, why?" Trix gestured to the crowd that was still standing by the door. "He's here." She said simply, and she laughed when Donna got up and stepped between her legs, leaning in close, while Trix put her hands on her hips, pulling her even closer. "Let's go get him." She said, pecking Trix on the lips quickly, and wiggling her eyebrows.

Standing by the door, both Jax and Opie were trying to discreetly adjust their pants at the sight of the two gorgeous females getting up close and personal. Jax heard Opie groan when the girl that had gotten off the ninja leaned forward and kissed Trix before the girls got up and walked over to the crowd, hand in hand. Trix saw all the guys openly checking out Donna, and she pulled her closer, chuckling.

"Alright everyone, here it is, this is Donna. She was my close, close personal friend in Washington, and she is gonna be living with me here in charming. Don, this is Jax, Opie, Tig, Chibs, Juice, Half-Sack, Clay, and Gemma." Each person in turn nodded at her, and Trix noticed that Donna's eyes were constantly straying back to Opie, which she knew would happen. Opie was just Donna's type. She laughed, and everyone walked inside and Jax immediately pulled her aside.

"Since when do you munch carpet?" He said, realizing as he said it, that it was totally the wrong thing to say. Trix spun on her heel, and got right up into his personal space. "You listen to me, Jackson Teller. What I choose to do, and who I choose to do it with is not any of your fucking business. You need to grasp and accept the fact that I am 26 years old, and I do NOT belong to you. I am not your old lady, nor am I a fucking croweater or sweet butt that you can just order around whenever the fuck you feel like it. I am a patched member of this fucking club, and deserve the same damn respect that you would give to anyone else wearing this fucking cut! Got it?" She snapped at him, and before he could answer, she grabbed Donna's hand and dragged her to her dorm. Jax sighed. He would have to apologize. She was right, as a patched member of the club, she did deserve respect. She had done the hazing, same as him and Ope. He turned and walked to the bar, and snapped at the croweater who was currently bartending to get him a beer.

In the dorm, Trix was stewing, and Donna was laughing while changing, which didn't help. "Dammit Sparky! Would you stop laughing? It's not funny!" Trix snapped at her best friend. Donna did her best to stop, and said "Look Slugger, I'm not laughing at you, I'm laughing at how much I've MISSED you. Your temper was always entertaining. But Oh. My. God. WHO was the fine piece of ass standing next to the golden boy? Because oh dear LORD would I love to have me a piece of that!" She said, causing Trix to laugh. "Girl, that is Opie Winston." She laughed when Donna whipped around to look at her. "The one you grew up with too? God girl, how did you get anything done with all the fucking eye candy?" She moaned, falling back on the bed. Trix pulled her back up and pushed her towards the door. "Come on Sparky, there is alcohol out there calling to us!"

When they got back to the party, Jax and Opie were playing pool, and Opie waved the girls over. "Hey Trix! You still shitty at pool, Baby girl?" Ope yelled. Trix rolled her eyes, walking towards the pool table with Donna. "Oh, please Ope! I was whoopin' your ass when we were 16! What makes you think I wouldn't now?" She said as she grabbed a pool stick off the wall. Ope turned to Donna. "What about you, Cutie?" He said, winking at Donna. She scoffed, and without even breaking eye contact with him, caught the pool stick Trix tossed at her and said. "I know my way around a stick, yeah." And with that, she walked passed Opie, making sure to brush up against him. Jax laughed at how flustered Ope looked. He looked over a Trix, and she caught his gaze, and they had an entire conversation just with their eyes, and when she smirked and shook her head at him, he knew he was forgiven. "Rack 'em up, Teller." She said, throwing the triangle at him. Donna leaned across the table towards Trix, and Trix leaned in so she could whisper in her ear. "We playing teams, and I'll distract Opie, you distract greek god over there. Got it?" Donna whispered, knowing that Opie was admiring the view she was giving him, and Jax doing the same for Trix. Trix leaned back and winked at Donna. "So boys, Teams?" Trix said casually. Opie smirked. "Hell yes. Me and Jax against you the hottie." Donna shook her head at Ope, and said "Flattery will get you nowhere, Winston." Opie eyebrows raised at the use of his last name, and he knew this game was gonna be fun. Trix leaned over to break, and Jax walked by, and pinched her ass at the exact same time she took her shot. Trix was smug as she still managed to make the shot, and turned to face Jax. "Females are solids, boys." She announced, then walked up to Jax while Opie leaned in to take his shot. Trix leaned up so she could whisper in Jax's ear. "Be careful what you start, Teller. You might not be able to handle the consequences." And with the, she turned and watched Donna take her shot and sink two balls at once. Opie's jaw was on the floor, and Donna looked at him. "Hey sugar, you're in the way of my next shot." Opie moved and from then on, the game got pretty serious.

"Yes!" Donna and Trix yelled an hour and a half later, when Trix sank the 8 ball. "We win, boys!" Jax and Ope were shaking their heads. "Great," Jax muttered. "Slaves for the rest of the night." Ope didn't look to broken up over it, and Jax knew it had something to do with the fact that Donna had been all over him like white on rice since they started playing. He was sure Ope's night was gonna be infinitely better than his. Lucky Asshole.

Whoo! Any ideas how you want the girls to cash in on their winnings? ;] I know I have a few. The next chapter is gonna focus entirely on the two couples after the game of pool. Hope you enjoyed it! R&R Please!