Chapter Seven

It was finally Monday. Three days went by fast, the appearance of that god forsaken woman ruining one of those. I went home with Clay a few hours later and I was forced to explain to Gemma, a very persistent woman, how I got the cut on my cheek. That's all I needed, a mark from my so called mother. Both my parents scarred me up. Aren't I a lucky child? Gemma was mad though that she had come around. She didn't like the way she spoke to me or the fact that she even touched me. She even said if she ever saw my mother again she would be the one to set her straight. Clay told me that was her motherly instinct talking.

I wasn't looking forward to school. Never liked it but I didn't want to face Clay and Gemma. Seems like after being emancipated I still had parents.

"Sky get up." Gemma's voice was loud in my room. She ripped the covers from me, a wave of coll air hitting me, causing me to groan loudly. Stupid school. I rolled over laying on my belly with my face smothered into the pillow. "Now Sky." Gemma ordered in her serious mother tone. I sighed throwing my feet over the edge of the bed and forcing myself to sit. My eyes were still closed and I had to force myself awake.

I took a quick shower to wake myself up. Was never a real morning person. Gemma had spoiled me crazy seeing as I was her only 'daughter'. She brought me a whole new wardrobe for school in which I swore I would pay her back. I dressed in a gray blouse and black jeans, grabbing my flats and rushing to the kitchen. My hair was dripping wet. Gemma was getting herself a cup of coffee while Clay was siting at the table reading from a newspaper. I laughed to myself, they looked like those couples from a TV show. Normal but they weren't normal.

"Mornin' Clay." He put the newspaper down, taking the cup of coffee Gemma passed him.

"Morning Sky. Want me to take you?" I glanced at the clock. It was almost 8.

I groaned. "Yeah please." He laughed getting up from his seat.

"Bye Gemma."

"Have fun Sky." Yeah I'll try.

Clay rode me to school, arriving in five minutes giving me time to get my schedule. Eyes were on us as I got off his bike. I handed him my helmet, hugging him goodbye. He rode off but eyes were still on me. I walked inside, people stepping aside to let me pass. I shook my head. They were going to start something with me. I just knew it. I went to the main office having been there already with Gemma. The receptionist was a fairly young woman who was just on the phone when I went up to her.

"Excuse me." She looked up at me with a smile. "I'm a new student."

"Name?" She asked going through a few papers.

"Skylar Teller," Her smile faded a bit. She handed me a paper with my class names along with a pass and map.

"Get that signed by your teachers." I nodded to her.

The bell rang and I rushed out, heading to my homeroom. It was awkward being around so many kids who kept staring as I walked down the hall. I made to my homeroom class, the kids got quiet once they spotted me. The teacher welcomed me and I handed him the pass to sign. He signed it quickly, pointing to a seat beside a girl. She visibly tensed up. I frowned. I wasn't going to start anything. I sat beside her, opening the map and figuring out my schedule for the next 10 minutes. I had to go to three different floors luckily my last two were on the same floor just a few doors away from each other.

The bell rang again and I jumped out of my seat, walking fast so I wouldn't be late to my class. I had English first. The class wasn't so bad. Some kids actually spoke to me even if for a little bit. Seems like my last name had some baggage. Wouldn't be the first. The class went by fast and when the bell rang, I grabbed my stuff and ran out of the class. I had PE next and thanks to my ribs, I was forced to sit out and watch as the other kids payed volleyball.

I took a seat beside a girl. She had short brunette hair with chocolate orbs. She wore glasses and had a small but healthy frame. She was timid when I sat near her. I didn't talk at first but I did catch her looking at me a few times. Her main focus point was at a group of girls playing volleyball together.

"I'm Skylar." She looked at me quick when I spoke.

"Lacey. You're new right?"

I laughed nodding. "Is it that obvious?"

She giggled. "People were talking about a new girl who rode here on the back of a Son. You know them?"

I sighed. "They're not so bad."

She smiled, "I don't mind them. It's other kids and people."

"Yeah I knew someone would share my ride in. So why aren't you playing." She bit her lip looking back at the girls.

"Not good at sports. Embarrassing if I do something wrong."

I nodded understanding that feeling. "You can't be that bad."

She laughed, a soft sound. "Hit the teacher while serving. She was standing beside the pole." I cracked up with her.

"Nobody's perfect."

She snorted, "They seem to think so." She nodded over to the girls again.

"Some always do." I replied leaning back on my palms.

"Why aren't you playing?" She asked turning back to me.

"Cracked ribs." I replied like it was a common answer.

Lacey gasped a bit, "What happened?"

I let out a chuckle at the way she sounded. "Car accident. Doesn't hurt so much though. Should be playing in a week or two."

"Awesome thing about Mrs. Tanner is she let's you sit out when you want. Easy A if you ask me."

I cracked a smile, "Nice. I'll make sure to remember that."

We talked the rest of the period. She was a very nice girl, you don't meet those very often. We had the same 4th and lunch period which was good because I wouldn't be bored those periods.

-o-

Lacey met up with me after school. I know we just met and all but when she waved to me and came closer, I could see the puffiness of her eyes and a tint of red.

"Were you crying?" I asked her and she shook her head looking down. I frowned, she didn't even want to admit it to me. "I know we're not good friends yet but you can tell me these things."

She glanced at me, sniffling. "Stupid Tessa Adams. She caught me staring at one of the football players and she called me out on it." I softened my gaze at her, letting her continue. "Embarrassed me in front of all her friends. I know this is stupid, probably won't want to listen to me babble. I'm gonna go-."

"No its fine go on. I wouldn't have asked if I didn't want to know." She smiled weakly at me.

Laughter came from the door. I glanced, seeing a girl walking out with her friends and two guys. Lacey tensed. One of them was Tessa. I wasn't one to start anything, really I wasn't, but when a person started with me, watch out. The girls came to us, pushing Lacey aside. I glared at her standing my ground. I crossed my arms over my chest.

"You the one who rode on the back of one of the sons." I didn't know if that was a question or a statement. "What are you doing hanging out with that." She even had the nerve to point at Lacey. I shook my head, walking away from her with Lacey at my side.

"That's Tessa." She whispered to me. I shrugged not like she was important to me.

"I'm talking to you." Tessa said as a hand went on my shoulder. I stilled turning around. She actually touched me. "Answer me. Why are you?"

"Why do you care? Not like it matters."

The sound of bikes approaching made me turn back around. Jax and Chibs were there, waiting for me. He waved for me to come and I groaned. Could he be more obvious? I pulled Lacey with me. She didn't mind, at least hoped she didn't. I glared at Jax.

"What I do? Can't even pick up my sis from school?" I rolled my eyes saying hi to Chibs. "Hello there Darlin'." Lacey blushed causing Jax and Chibs to chuckle.

"Oh right." I laughed, "This is Lacey."

She muttered a small hi, stepping closer to me. Chibs and Jax replied to her with smiles. Her cheeks were red.

"Clay wants you at home asap." I rolled my eyes grabbing the helmet he passed.

"Bye Sky-."

"Jax can take you home." I blurted out. "He won't mind." I smirked at him.

"Come on Lacey." I handed her the helmet and went over to Chibs who passed me his. Lacey got behind Jax awkwardly. I laughed when she timidly wrapped her arms around his waist. I settled behind Chibs, holding onto him. "I doubt they'll bother you now Lacey."

She let out a laugh, saying goodbye, and Jax rode off. "Ready lass?"

"Yup." He rode off too going in the opposite direction as Jax. I laughed to myself thinking about how tomorrow was going to be.

-o-

Chibs drove to the clubhouse, where I had grown used to already. I went inside, bag sliding down my shoulder. "The kid returns." I narrowed my eyes at Tig but said nothing. He smirked knowing I wasn't going to reply. I sat on the stool, taking out my books and working on my homework. Getting back into school was harder than I thought. I had to keep myself concentrated more than I should had. The Sons did their usual, as if me being there doing my work was the common everyday act. I had one problem with the acting like usual. They were so fucking loud when they were together. I needed to concentrate.

Juice was laughing near the pool table at something Tig said, like usual. Bobby was sitting beside me looking over at them. Happy was playing pool drinking his beer. They were all doing something on their short break. I had bad timing. I could have the whole place to myself once they got off break. "Get me a beer Half-sack." Poor Kip being ordered around. He said he didn't care, it was his 'job'. He went around the counter bringing out two bottles. I snatched one from him.

"Hey-."

"Go Kip." He looked torn. He knew I shouldn't have had one but he didn't want to get me mad. Bobby grabbed the beer bottle. I held on tight though and he glared at me. "Don't try to fight this. You know you'll loose."

I scowled at him. "Can't even have one anymore. Watch one of these days I'm gonna get rid of all the bottles and see how you all act after being deprived of beer." I snapped laughing after a second. I couldn't really do that, or could I?

"You don't have the balls to do that?" Tig pipped up.

I smirked. "Try me Tigger." His eyes darkened that moment. He came towards me but Happy grabbed his arm. "Calm down." He ordered and Tig huffed, slamming his beer onto the pool table.

"You're so goddamn lucky." He yelled. I sat there amused at how agitated I got him. Bobby chuckled beside me. "You're pushing you're luck with him."

"I know." I smiled and glanced at Happy, still smiling. He caught me looking but I didn't turn away,

I kept staring at him. He was a very handsome guy even with all the tattoos on his arms and the fact that he's a killer. I liked the idea that he could kill in some fucked up way, meant he could protect what he loved and cared for. I wanted his strong arms to carry me into a bedroom, protect me as he ravished me. I blushed thinking of what I knew couldn't happen. He was screwing with my mind without even knowing.

Christ I wanted a killer.

-o-

An hour later and two school books later, I was hungry. It was nearing 5:30 and my stomach was rumbling. "You're hungry?" I chuckled embarrassed Juice had heard that. I was putting my books backk in my bag having just finished. "No shit." I answered whirling around on the stool and leaned back sighing.

"Who you waiting for?" Juice asked drinking his beer.

I glared at him. "Could you not drink in front of me. I swear you're all inconsiderate."

Tig cracked up laughing. "Skylar do you hear yourself? We're bikers. Bikers aren't considerate."

I chuckled too. "You got a point there. What was I thinking?"

The door opened, Jax coming into my line of view. "Time to go." I hopped off the stool, bag in hand. Jax rode me to Gemma and Clay's. He rode off again, going back to the clubhouse where he lived. I didn't know much about their actual lives. Never bothered. I entered the house, closing the door behind me. Gemma was serving food and my stomach rumbled loudly. "Hey Gemma."

She smiled at me. "Sit."

I did so, sitting in front of a plate full of food. Clay was sitting across from me rubbing his hands. "How was school?" He asked watching as I took a huge bite.

I swallowed fast, "Good actually."

"Jax told me he gave you're friend a ride home." Clay said and I nodded to him. "Just be careful."

I didn't understand what I needed to be careful about but I didn't question him. I just wanted a peaceful rest to my day.