I looked like a fish. I knew it. My mouth was opening and closing like I had just been thrown on dry land. The Sons were harsh but these two just had humor on there face. None of the violence that people said they exuded. Still. You don't call these guys assholes unless you have a death wish. I sure as hell didn't and I was seriously fighting the urge to cry and run. But I stood my ground. I had worked hard to accomplish the bottle tossing and I was not leaving till John gave my certification.

I swallowed past the lump in and looked at John.

" So I did it" I said while still nervously looking at the bikers. The blonde one looked bored while the other one had a small smile and humor in his eyes.

I turned back to John and saw him smiling.

"Congrats Ezra." he said with a big smile. "I knew you could do it."

I smiled and scratched the back of neck nervously.

"Have I earned my certification?" I asked.

"Almost, you have one more test to do." he said. "See these men? They need a bartender for tonight. They're hosting a.. What is it called?" he asked turning towards the men.

"A charter meetup" the man with blonde hair said.

"yes well they need a bartender and sense your now certified I figured you could help them out." John said giving me a smile.

"Alone?" I asked panic beginning to set in.

"No no was going to call Mia in to go with you." he said quickly.

"Oh um." I said and bit my lip before casting a glance over at the two men. Both were looking at me. I was hesitant. I did want to work right away but not with the Sons. Especially after I just called two of their members assholes.

I was about to say no when the blonde one stepped up.

"The pay will be worth it. We'll give you $20 an hour and you can keep all of your tips" he said. I released my lip as my mouth dropped open. That was a lot of money. And I could use it. So I agreed and sent a quick text to Mia. She happily agreed to do it with me. And as the men left they told me to wear something different. I guess my hoodie and jeans weren't going to cut it.

On the drive home I was mentally going through my outfits. I didn't have a lot of bar worthy clothes and the little I did have I felt wouldn't make the cut.

Pulling into my apartment complex I smiled at the sight of my old truck. I had taken Mia's blue car since my truck was acting up. She was old and in desperate need of a makeover but I didn't have the heart to get rid of her. As I opened the door I laughed at the sight of Mia sleeping on the couch with headphones in her ears. Damn girl lived with them in her pockets. I tip toed around her and went to my room. It was small. My bed took up most of the space. I also had a world map on the left wall that had red pins in all the places I wanted to visit. Other than that and a dresser my room was plain. I didn't even have a bed sheet just a blanket. I saw no use for a bed sheet. I threw my jacket off and jumped on my bed pulling out my phone. I didn't have to be at the bar for another two hours and since I didn't take long to get ready I had time to spare. I scrolled through my phone for a little before I heard pots banging in the kitchen. Getting up I walked out to see Mia making grilled cheese and swaying to the music. Her black hair was down and a tangled mess like mine.

"Hey" I said sitting down at the table.

""What's up?" she said back while flipping the sandwich.

"You wanna make me one of those?" I asked smiling big. She just rolled her eyes and started making another one.

"So tonight?" she asked putting down the food.

"You excited?" I asked.

"I don't know. Don't really know how I feel about serving at a club event. Didn't we agree to stay away from them?" she said sipping her soda.

"Well I called them assholes so I didn't really want to say no" I said.

She rolled her eyes and shook her head at me.

"You could have or you could have been nicer." she said.

"Hey! They had no reason having their brights on while pulling into a parking lot." I said.

"They rule this town. They can do whatever they want" she said back.

"Whatever." I said. She just rolled her eyes and continued eating her sandwich.

A few minutes later she spoke again.

"What should we wear?"

"I was thinking just black pants and maybe our matching shirts?" I said.

"the ones with the gold arrows?" she asked and I nodded. "ok. Sounds good."

. . .

God putting on make up was such a waste of time. I had been trying to do my eye liner for 20 mins and was getting ready to break the mirror out of frustration. It was coming out to thick on one side. It wasn't long till I was going to be a panda.

"Hurry up Ezra!" Mia yelled. Not surprising she normally got frustrated when I hogged up the only bathroom. I just went slower. It was a favorite pastime pissing her off. I felt like I looked horrible. My reddish black hair was straight and going just past my shoulders. I normally looked exhausted but with the help of the makeup I looked normal. I sighed and ran a brush through my hair giving up on trying to make my makeup perfect. As I walked out Mia gave me a sour look and walked in slamming the door making me laugh.

"Love you!" I yelled. She didn't say anything back.

I laid on the couch and sighed. I didn't want to do this. I was nervous about seeing the bikers again and my anxiety was starting to rise as the minutes ticked by. 30 painfully slow minutes later Mia came out looking the same except she now had curls in her hair. Mia had a thing of never wearing makeup. She despised it.

"Ready lady?" she asked grabbing the car keys where I left them by the door.

"As I'll ever be" I said getting up.

Mia drove towards the bar. It was on the east side of town and hidden to the public. Most people outside of the club didn't know where to go. Why they chose us I couldn't wrap my head around. Probably just to torment me.

We pulled up and the smell of cigarettes and weed hit my senses like a brick wall. Damn. This was going to be a long night.

Getting out Mia shot me a wide eye look. I was confused as to why but then I saw it. We were the most covered women in the whole place. Some didn't even have a tops on. Oh god.

We walked towards the building that everyone was coming out of and as we entered a very big and very drunk biker tried hugging us. Well me but Mia quickly stepped in front and pushed him away a pissed off look replacing her normally neutral expression. The man staggered back and the man who I met earlier the blonde one stepped out of his way and made his way toward us.

"Sorry about him! You must be the other bartender!" he the music "I'm Jax!" he said extending his hand towards Mia.

"Mia!" she yelled giving his hand one shake before letting go and stepping back.

He gave her a smile to which - not surprising- she didn't return. He turned towards me and put his hand out. I shook it and gave him a small smile.

"The bars over here ladies." he said and we both followed him.

As we came towards the bar I was surprised to find it empty. No one was working it.

"No other workers?" Mia yelled almost reading my thoughts.

"No! Just you two." Jax yelled back.

""Why?" I asked.

"No other girls wanted to work! Plus we need to hire some new workers so you two are on a trail base tonight!" he yelled. Jax hopped over the bar and when we didn't he gave us a look so both Mia and I scrambled onto the bar top and hopped over.

"The drinks are pretty simple! Most of the guys here will order shots and beer. Sometimes we'll get the odd rum or whisky but mostly it'll be vodka. The hardcore Shit! You can drink too but don't get completely shit faced or else your out! Got it!?" he yelled when we both nodded he hopped over the bar and left us.

I looked over at Mia and grinned when I saw she was checking Jax out. I nudged her and she looked over at me with big eyes when I grinned she rolled her eyes.

"Let's get to work!" she yelled.

The night passed in a blur. We served drink after drink after drink. I met some interesting people. Like Opie the bearded man with the soft eyes, Juice the mexican with the amazing head tattoos and then Chibs the Irish man with the face scare. They were all quite nice always making sure if the other men got too handsy with us that they would step in. As the night neared its closing Mia and I started cleaning and shutting down the bar. Most of the party goes had fallen asleep and the rest left off with women. Jax had come by every hour or so and would pester Mia with questions that she refused to answer. She had also taken to calling him Goldie Locks behind his back. As we put the last bottle away the man from earlier in the night -the blue eyed one- walked up to us. He smiled and came right up to me.

"Hey Jax said you both did amazing tonight." he said before extending his hand towards me "I'm Tig" I ducked my head as a blush ran across my face.

I shook his hand and mumbled my name. When I looked up again I caught him staring at me. The heat in my face just went up more. He was cute and intimidating I didn't know how to act. I was just about to walk away when Jax came up.

"Mia!" he yelled. I looked over at Mia and laughed at the annoyed look on her face. Jax then preceded to try and hit on her. He must be a talkative drunk.

"Your friend isn't that sociable huh" Tig said winking at me.

"Uh no" I said blushing again.

"You're blushing" he said making me blush more.

"I.. I… " I was saved by Mia though who was clearly fed up with Jax she grabbed my arm and together we started walking out.

"So Jax was cute" I said as Mia drove home.

"Jax was annoying" she said with her teeth clenched.

""Though you seemed to like Tig" she said slowly grinning.

"What? No. He was just nice" I stuttered blushing again.

"Uh huh" she said.

"Here." she said handing me a wad of cash. "Tonight's payment and tips"

"Wow that's a lot." I said taking the money.

"Well we worked a lot. It's almost 4 am" she said.

"Holy shit!" I said surprised.

Mia just laughed.

. . .

"Did Jax say anything about being hired?" I asked as we entered our apartment.

"No I'm assuming he'll call." she said. I nodded and went to my room to sleep. Sleep of blue eyes.

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