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A lot has been going wrong in the last few months and now with being isolated one would think I finally have time to write but nothing is coming out. I am posting this review to kick myself in the ass and for you to let you know that this story IS NOT DEAD! I have a vision for it but I just can't put the puzzle pieces together. I will try my very best I promise!
in the mean time. STAY HOME! I can't believe the videos I see going viral of people in the US and South America, India… In Germany you are only allowed to be outside with one other person maximum and only to work, or to buy necessities.
I am self isolating in my room since I came back from Austria and it was spreading there like crazy. I am not touching my parents and cleaning everything I touch. I don't have any symptoms but one more week to go from today on.
It's not about you getting sick, it's about you getting someone weak sick. Be smart and stay home. Especially now that so many younger folks are starting to need the breathing machines as well. Please stay home and stay healthy 3

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Harley's POV

It had taken all my willpower to not look at Jax's yearbooks while I snuck them back into the library. I kinda wanted to look at them with him. I would have been present at the time he graduated so I guessed it would be nice for him to show me those years of his life.

I just finished with sneaking the books back, which wasn't hard at all, and ready to leave when I saw the weird girl again. Angela. She sat in the same spot as yesterday with a huge book in front of her.

"We gotta stop meeting like this." I said, taking a seat next to her. She must have been deep in thought cause she almost dropped her pencil in shock of being spoken to.

"What are you doing here again?" she whispered and had a very angry look brewing behind her glasses.

This girl was very confusing.

"I wanted to ask you the same thing."

"Studying. Something you should do once in a while as well."

This got her a raised eyebrow from me. What the hell?

"What's with the attitude, girl? You know something about my grades I don't? Or are you just assuming cause of the reaper like the rest of this town?"

"I don't have to assume about the reaper. I know about the reaper."

"How? Your dad in it too?"

"I wish…" she mumbled again.

"So, your mom?"

"Just leave me alone!" she yelled and smashed her book against the table. I was speechless for once. I guess one would expect such an outburst from me after everything, but I had no idea how to handle someone who seemed to be emotionally unstable. This girl had a different reaction to me every day. And I had no clue what was going on.

"Sorry to bother you." I whispered and got up leaving the library.

What had I done to make this girl react to me like that? We hadn't spoken much when she was showing me around on my first day. She was the one who approached me. Not the other way around.

A beeping sound from my bag pulled me out of my thoughts. It was my phone and luckily I wasn't in class yet.

'How is it going so far?' It was a text from Jax and I wanted to smack myself for smiling at the screen.

'Nothing special. Anything from Dad?'

'He's ok. How about you, babe?'

Him calling me babe, even just in writing, made my stomach fill up with butterflies. But those were quickly crushed when my shoulder bumped into someone. I looked up to apologize, but quickly changed my mind as I saw who I ran into. One of the cheerleaders. And as usual she wasn't the only one standing around. I kinda miss always being with teammates.

"Hello, rude much?" The one I had run into spoke first.

"What do you expect, Katy? Manners? From her?" The one next to her looked at me like I was dirt under her shoe. Bitch.

I really didn't get it. What was wrong with those girls? My team was never this mean to outsiders. Secretly racist or not, we never made fun or tortured anybody not in our squad.

"What's the matter with you? Do you feel so threatened by me cause I could take any of your positions on the team with a snap of my finger if I wanted to?" I addressed them all with a stern look, fighting the smirk I wanted to desperately toss at them. Some actually showed a little bit of worry on their faces while the one I ran into started laughing.

"Please, Chrissie would never let you try out for the team. She couldn't walk for a day after you stomped on her foot at the BBQ. Not to mention the damage to our ears after that horrible Elvis performance."

"Careful!" I nearly growled at her and the expression on my face must have sent the right message because she took a step back.

"We'll see about me even needing to try out." I bumped my shoulder against her again on purpose while walking through the crowd of them. I could just hear the whispers about me as I kept going.

I strutted into the next girl's bathroom to freshen up, but was surprised when a girl in a cheerleader uniform followed me.

"Don't think too much about them. We're not all like them." But before I could respond to her she was gone.

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Jax's POV

I put my phone into my pocket since Harley had stopped replying. She either was in class or in trouble so she wouldn't answer for a awhile. I turned around to get back to the car I was working on.

"I don't know what to do about it Donna… You're the one behaving strange all of a sudden so… no you are not strange, you're behaving strange… don't twist my words around. You had a fight with Harley, you didn't want her to be your bridesmaid anymore… So let's postpone the wedding, last week you didn't want to get married pregnant! Gemma is gonna castrate me if you don't make up your mind… Hello? Fuck!" Piney slammed his phone on the metal table.

"Don't ever get a girl pregnant, man. They turn crazy!" he turned to me and I could see the frustration in his eyes. His future daughter in law was causing trouble.

"I heard that!" my mom yelled from her office making me laugh even more.

"What's the problem with her? Babies kicking too much?"

"I wish. She is going crazy ever since Harley got back. Their weird fight is driving me insane. Donna is freaking out. She realizes that she doesn't have a godmother or maid of honor. And that like every thirty minutes! It's out of control. Why did I offer to help while my too stupid to wrap it up son is gone?"

"Why doesn't she ask one of her friends? Or her crazy cousin?"

"Today, she's crying about Opie not going to be happy without his kinda-sister as the godmother of their kids. Yesterday, she was bitching about Harley surely coming to her senses. Tomorrow, she's gonna want to t get married in a chocolate factory." I watched the old man ramble and walk around. I was getting more and more sure about eloping to Vegas if it ever comes to me asking Harley to marry me.

Wow… that was a big jump in my head. What the fuck?

"You want a hit?" I pointed to the roof I usually got high at not knowing how else to help him. I had changed my mind about the whole thing. I for sure was not gonna get involved in this. I wanted Harley on my side so I would not be talking her into apologizing to Donna. Of course it would be fun to plan the bachelor and bachelorette parties together and it would be a hell of a joy to scare Tig by standing in front of an altar with his daughter. But it was not worth getting involved in a girl fight.

"There ain't enough weed to make me relax during this shit. I just hope Tig is already burning that hellhole down. I like the phrase Harley chose for that."

Tig had called pretty early in the morning letting us know that Harley´s old house was nothing but ashes. Happy was out investigating during the call but Opie had been there as well. They said that Creed claimed to be done with Harley. Begging to be left alone. That guy had claimed to not know anything about the hoodies. And that pissed me off. Maybe he was just a small dude who didn't know everything. But I wouldn't rely on a maybe if Harley´s safety depended on it.

"They're coming back as soon as possible." I started working on the car again when Piney's phone started ringing again. He checked the ID and made a noise that reminded me of Basco needing to pee. Said dog was actually chilling in my tool box. I smirked at the little fur ball.

"Donna. How can I help you now? ... You found a solution, great. Tell me all about it." And he hung up.

"Gemma, I'm going for lunch!" He yelled and bent down to Basco. "Here buddy have fun." And the puppy actually took the phone into his mouth.

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Harley's POV

Chess club was a big No-No.

I had no idea what demon possessed me to go to their meeting during lunch but somehow I ended up in their room and I was bored the second I walked in. They were actually all sitting in pairs playing chess. I know big shocker, but it was so quiet it scared me. I turned on my heels and left three seconds later.

This was going to be a disaster.

I really wanted the therapist off my back. Four more clubs to try. And three to actually become a part of. The chances of me getting an A on the next math test were way higher.

I sat alone during the rest of lunch break trying to figure out what to do about this club mess. My eyes got tired from staring at the list so I let them wander around to check my surroundings and watch the other guys.

My attention was quickly caught by some cheerleaders again and I fought really hard to not watch them too long. Somehow it hurt.

The next interesting thing I found was Angela going into a girl's bathroom at the other side of the cafeteria. Being sick of her behavior and seeking for control in at least one point in my life I got up and followed her. She must have actually needed the bathroom since I didn't see her so I waited and leaned against a sink till she was done.

"We need to talk." She froze when she heard my voice and her face turned stone cold the second she saw me. She walked to the sinks leaving the one between us empty.

"I wouldn't know about what." Girl had the audacity to not even look at me.

"Why are you such a bitch? If you want a problem with me you should think twice about it. Cause believe me when I say I would not hesitate to smack those glasses off your face, but I would like to know why there is a need for that before I do so." I got closer making my point clear. I really wanted to punch someone and if this girl was volunteering… fine with me.

"What is your problem?" I grabbed her shoulder to make her look at me.

"You showing up here is my problem. I had them off my back. They finally forgot about me but then you show up and remind them that this world exists." She pushed my hand off and started yelling at me. I was actually caught off guard and just crossed my arms over my chest preparing for what was to come. I had a feeling she was gonna say more than she wanted to.

"And the little porn show you and your boyfriend performed the other day! Bravo! Just amazing how you give everyone just even more inspiration for jokes about my mom!"

I must have looked like a goldfish cause I had no clue what to say about that. Was she implying what I thought she was.

"Like anyone needed inspiration. All you have to do is get a CaraCara tape and we have enough for the rest of your time here Whorgela." A girl I didn't know got out of one of the other stalls. Should have checked them. Stupid me.

Angela was quick to react and run out of the bathroom leaving me behind. I watched the girl wash her hands. She was nothing special. Not a cheerleader nor did she look like the other popular girls I saw walking around. I got closer to her putting my hands on my hips doing my best Gemma imitation.

"Speak."

"I'd prefer to get away from you as fast as possible." I grabbed her arm to stop her from walking past me. People really needed to check if their attitude matched their possibilities to win over me.

"Not until I know what I need to know. What were you talking about?"

She rolled her eyes. Clearly in need of an attitude check this one. "Her mother works at CaraCara. You know, that porn service one of those women of your club owns. Now can I get my arm back?"

I squeezed a little bit harder to leave a mark and pushed her little away from me.

Well that explained a lot. I thought I had it bad for being an outsider because of my totally epic motorbike club dad. I cannot imagine being an outsider because of a porn star mom.

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I was sitting at Gamma's huge table doing my homework while she was preparing dinner in the kitchen. I wasn't allowed to touch the year books until I was completely done and even did some extra work. Woman was crazy.

Basco was lying under my chair quietly sleeping. I rubbed his little belly lightly with my foot.

"Your dad just called Clay. They'll be back tomorrow. He will surely text you soon." She said closing her phone.

"You have my phone remember?"

"I won't let my son distract you with dirty text messages while you are supposed to be studying." She said as a matter of fact like talking about her son talking dirty to me was totally normal. This woman…

"Speaking of dirty… can I ask you something?"

"Not if it's supposed to be taught during sex ed. Also not if you are asking for techniques. There are boundaries you know."

"No, it's not about me." I turned to her so she would look at me through the pass through. "It's about CaraCara." That actually caught her attention and she walked towards the intended hole in the whole and leaned on the placement area.

"This is gonna be interesting."

"Do you know if one of Luanne's...employees has a daughter? I guess my age. Looks like a nerd…"

"Little Angela?"

My eyes got as big as golf balls. It was true.

"Why didn't anybody tell me? I knew the cheerleaders where bound to hate me after my stunt during the summer. But a little heads up on the porn daughter who's most likely to despise me would have been nice."

"Wow. What happened? Did she attack you?" Gemma came out of the kitchen and brought two cups of coffee with her. I love her. I'm gonna keep her.

"Not until I forced her to talk to me. She was actually nice the first two days. She even showed me around. But I guess more and more people must have heard that SAMCRO is back at school and they started to bully her again. She said she was at peace until I came to school."

"Honey, it is not your fault the other kids are mean to her. I haven't seen Angela for years. She stopped coming along sometime during Junior High."

"Coming along like… bring your kid to work day?"

As soon as I finished Gemma slapped the back of my head. "Don't be idiotic. She used to show up at the club along with her mother and Luanne. I think she had a little crush on Jax and Opie. That switched like every week."

"Interesting."

"Careful. You sound like a jealous old lady."
"Why did she stop visiting."

"I guess she got older and figured out what her mom was doing. And so did her classmates."
"But what does this have to do with me? I didn't even know all of that until today. I have never been to CaraCara. I met Luanne once."
"The club and CaraCara have always been… connected." Gemma spoke into her mug giving me time to express my disgust with noises.

"You made it clear that you won't let people mess with you. You got arrested in the first half hour of attending school. That's a new SAMCRO record. But people got reminded of that world and she is an easy target."

"So it is my fault."
"It's not your fault that you have a strong personality and won't let people treat you like dirt. If she would yell at one of them like she did with you things would be different."
"Glad I'm the lucky one. What am I suppose to do? Try to help her? Ignore it?"

I really didn't know what to do. I just wanted to find a few clubs, get a friend or two and survive the next years like any other teenager. Sure, these problems where nothing compared to that I was probably still followed by some racist maniacs but it did bother me. I am just a girl.

"I guess she won't accept any help from you for now. Keep an eye on her. Make sure things don't get too ugly."

"The victim becomes the bodyguard."

"Ma?" the front door opened. I hadn't even heard a motorbike coming down the street. Did Jax fly here? Basco had woken up and quickly ran towards the front door barking hello.

"In here, honey. Don't disturb her. She's studying." Gemma got up to greet her son with a kiss on the cheek. He looked confused until he saw me sitting at the table looking like a child.

"She's holding me hostage." He gave me his irresistible smirk as he walked towards me and his mother got back into the kitchen.

"How is it going, babe?" Again. This word made my stomach jump with joy and I hated myself for it.

I was sick of lying awake at night fighting an inner battle of hatred about what he did and the romantic feelings I felt right now when I looked at him. It was exhausting. Sometimes I just wanted to get up to find him and kiss him awake. Then I was crying my eyes out. Then I wanted to shoot him.

I just wanted to turn back time to the photo booth.

"Almost done. Even the extra work." I yelled the last part towards Gemma. "Wasn't so lucky with the clubs though."

"We crossed chess club off the list. Shocker." Gemma refilled my cup of coffee.

"Well, Piney lost 20 bucks then." Jax stated with a smirk on his face.

"You guys are betting on her?"

"Piney thought I would get into the chess club?"

"He will be sad to hear that. He was suffering all day already."

"What's up with Donna anyway?" Gemma asked the future VP and I quickly started to write down the last few sentences trying to exclude myself from the conversation.

"She's going crazy. But it seems like she found someone to be the godmother and maid of honor. So you're free of that extra stress for good."

"Great." I answered without looking up.
"Who did she ask?"

"Some friend. I don't know. Piney didn't ask her further questions. He let Basco chew on his phone until it didn't ring anymore. Good boy." He said and picked my puppy up so he could look over the table as well. I couldn't help but smile at the image.

"Well, I hope that friend is willing to listen. I aint planning all this shit last minute for someone to have great ideas to change everything." Gemma announced.

"Done." I declared dropping my pen on the paper like a microphone.

"Great. You can set the table now." Gemma smirked, hand on her hip.

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Well well well. Uploading a preview had actually helped me to get inspired. Should have done that sooner.
But here it is guys. The next full chapter. What do you think?

In the mean time. PLEASE STAY AT HOME! Only go out to get what you really need, to get to work or the doctors.
I must admit I am amazed by nature's response of so many countries being in lock down but the price so many people are paying is way too high. Their health by helping others, their happiness by saying goodbye to loved ones and the biggest of all… their lives. Our grandparents had to fight in wars to keep our parents safe. Now it is our job to stay home to make sure they are living a long healthy life.
THIS IS NOT A JOKE! Those a scary times I know. I also took a 10 minute walk around my block today to keep myself sane but there is no need for big meetings and body contact. In a world were staying home has been made so easy I am sure we can all handle that.

If you have trouble getting bored fast:
Clean out your closet. You know there is stuff in there you will never wear again. Clean it and donate it.
Prepare for the next birthdays. Now you have the time to really think about the people you care the most for and get them something good. Or even create something for them.
Video chat. If it really is about seeing someone, you can just call them.
Exercise. Set a goal and work on it. Aye you always wanted to do the splits. Hold a blank for 2 minutes. Do a handstand. Head stand. Whatever.

We can do this guys.

Stay home. Stay healthy.

All Love
Joey