A/N: So here's the first chapter of characters outside of the SAMCRO members, and we'll be starting with Ima. This is basically based off the episode where Ima sleeps with Opie and then is confronted by Lyla, although Lyla doesn't appear in my version.

I hope you all like this, and as always, please leave me your thoughts in the reviews and also let me know who you want to see next! I have a few people on my list that I'll be writing chapters for, but let me know who you want to see next/ any ideas for a chapter/ or any episodes from the show that you'd like to see me write Evie in! I'm willing to keep this series going as long as we can think of characters for Evie to be with. Remember, it can be anyone (IRA, law enforcement, other MCs; basically any character that appeared in SOA at any time, even if they were minor) (:

Ima. The single most obnoxious bimbo to ever walk the face of the earth. Evie was never one to invite drama into her life, but Ima was the one person who could get under her skin with little effort. One of her most vivid memories of the porn star was the time Ima wanted to run her big mouth to Evie and she'd overstepped her boundaries.

It hadn't ended prettily...

Evie had never considered herself much of a friend to the Old Ladies of the club; after all, she spent her time sleeping with their husbands or boyfriends. But what she did have was respect for the women, and she never bragged about her encounters if the Old Ladies were around the clubhouse.

Unlike Ima.

The pornstar was relentless in her pursuit of Jax, but that didn't stop her from getting into Opie's bed as well. Opie and his Old Lady (and one of Ima's fellow pornstars) Lyla had been in a fight, and Opie spent the night at the clubhouse. Evie had been there when he came in with a bag on his back, and she was there the next morning when Jax came in and headed for Opie's room. She knew Ima was in there, and that Jax would likely lecture Opie on what he had done. It turned out that she was right, and while Jax and Opie argued in the dorm over this insult to Lyla, Evie watched as Ima came strutting out of Opie's dorm room like she was proud of herself.

Ima gave the group of croweaters a smug grin, stopping to momentarily gloat. "Jealous, ladies? Opie's bed is only one step away from Jax's bed, after all." Evie was unable to contain the laugh that escaped her, Ima turning to give her the evil eye. "What's so funny, sweetheart?"

Pausing from cleaning the bar, Evie crossed her arms across her chest and smirked. "What's so funny is that you act like you're the only one who's ever been in Opie's bed. Apparently he didn't like you too much, because he kicked you out. So stop acting like you're so damn high and mighty when we all know you're just trying to jump from Opie's bed to Jax's. You could at least have respect for Lyla, she's supposed to be your friend." The redhead saw the other croweaters smile behind Ima's back, and she had to bite her lip to keep from laughing.

A look of irritation covered Ima's face, and she stomped over to stand across the bar from Evie. "Look, bitch, I don't know who you think you are, but Opie wanted me and not you. Sorry you're jealous of me because they all want me! I'm a professional actress, and I'm gorgeous. Maybe if you didn't look like such a cheap slut, you could get a guy."

As Ima finished her little rant, Evie began to slowly clap, stepping around the bar so she was chest to chest with the pornstar. "First off, I'm surprised you know that many words, I'm impressed! But let me let you in on a little secret, Ima, you're not a professional actress. You're a stupid whore who gets paid to have dicks shoved down your throat because that's all you're good at. I'm not a cheap slut; sure, I satisfy the guys, but I can hold a conversation with them too. I'm not some airhead bimbo who thinks she can walk in here and disrespect an Old Lady like you're doing to Lyla."

By that point Ima was fed up with Evie, and she caught the redhead off guard with a hard slap. Evie stumbled back against the bar, her hand clutching her cheek where Ima had hit her. When Evie turned back around, a red handprint was already beginning to form on her face, a fact Ima was quick to point out. But she didn't expect Evie to rush her, the two women falling to the floor as Evie smacked Ima as hard as she could. They rolled around as they traded blows, Evie finally getting the upper hand and punching Ima hard enough to split her lip open. Finally managing to get up, Evie grabbed a handful of Ima's hair, hauling the other woman to her feet as well. Dragging the pornstar towards the door, Evie stopped momentarily when Ima tried to twist away from her, kneeing the other woman hard in the midsection. That doubled Ima over, and Evie drug her the rest of the way to the door by her hair. She snatched open the door, tossing Ima outside and causing the blonde to trip over her heels and land roughly on the asphalt of the parking lot.

"Next time you want to fuck around and act like a bitch, I'll slit your fucking throat, you stupid whore!" Evie followed up her words with a sharp kick to Ima's midsection, turning on her heel to stomp back inside and slam the door. The other croweaters began to clap, cheering for Evie as she returned to the bar.

A younger croweater named Lydia walked over, gesturing to the door. "That was impressive."

Evie shrugged, going back to cleaning the bar. "No big deal, I just don't like her walking around disrespecting Lyla like that. She could at least have the decency to keep her mouth shut about sleeping with Opie. You don't see me running around shouting my conquests to the heavens."

With a smile, Lydia nodded. "That's cool, you have morals."

Evie scoffed, rolling her eyes. "Nobody in this damn clubhouse has any morals, Lydia. We're sleeping with men who have wives and girlfriends but still choose to fuck around. Some of us just have the decency not to spout off about it, unlike Ima."

They were interrupted as Jax came back into the room, the Vice President looking around, presumably for Ima. Evie pointed to the door, never betraying any emotion. "If you're looking for Ima, she's outside." He nodded and headed to the door, Evie smirking to herself as she heard Ima shrieking from the parking lot.

Opie must've heard Ima's shrieks as well, because he appeared from the dorms a moment later. But then his guilt trip apparently kicked in, a remorseful expression covering his face as he ambled over to sit down on one of the barstools. Evie opened a beer, pushing it toward him with a soft smile. "You look like you need this."

He took it, downing half of it in one swallow before looking up at her and noticing the handprint on her face. "What happened to your face?" Concern was evident on his face, and Evie inwardly congratulated herself on her victory over Ima. Opie actually cared about her.

"Ima had a problem with something I said. She slapped me and we kinda got into a fight."

Opie's eyebrows knitted in confusion. "What'd you say?"

Debating whether or not to tell him, Evie decided to be honest. "I called her a stupid slut because she was being disrespectful to Lyla with the way she was parading around and gloating about sleeping with you."

She thought Opie was going to choke on his beer laughing. "Seriously?!"

Evie smiled, at ease that he thought it was funny. "Yeah. She could've at least not been bragging like some kid who just won a medal."

"You've probably gloated about sleeping with me too, Evie." Opie cracked a joke, his eyes searching her face as he waited for an answer.

With a serious expression, Evie paused in her cleaning to look him in the eye. "I know how to keep my mouth shut, Opie. I have respect for Lyla and for all the Old Ladies of this club, and I don't brag. Yeah, I might be here to suck your dick or fuck you, but that's when your wife isn't around, and I certainly don't try to be her best friend. Ima's supposed to be Lyla's friend, and she's doing some sneaky shit by sleeping with you." She even stunned herself with the blunt way she spoke to him, but she finished wiping down the bar, not giving him a chance to reply as she headed for the door.

Outside, Jax was calming Ima down, the blonde woman still furious as she saw Evie walk by and head to her car. She screamed a few last obscenities at Evie as the redhead got into her car, the croweater backing her car up and preparing to leave. As she pulled out of the parking lot, she saw Opie standing at the clubhouse door looking at her leave.

Strange how the croweater had to teach the biker boy a few lessons on respect.

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