#pineyflats

Requested by @crowleys--darling

Summary: Reader is 16 and is getting bullied. The club is there to save the day. 

Warnings: Bullying for being seen as a slut, prude or asexual.

If you have issues with being asexual, leave my blog and unfollow me. All are welcome here!

Sitting at the lunch table, you took out the bagged lunch Gemma had made for you. A sandwich and some cheeze-its. You popped one in your mouth, chewing and scrolling through your phone. Hearing the popular bitches behind you whom never seemed to think about anything else than hairspray and dick. “I know she is such a prude! Not even having a date for the prom or the spring formal. She probably only dates those bikers!” Sighing you ran your hand over your face. The bell rang and you where the first one out of the lunch room.

It was your last class and you sat in the middle of the class surrounded by the same rude girls. “Why don’t have a boyfriend hmm? Too much of a prude, thinking you better than everybody else! Or are you asexual?” the blonde one asked in an annoying high pitched voice. “Shut the fuck up!” you turned to her, trying to listen to the teacher. You doubted they even knew the definition to asexual. How dare they be rude and act like being asexual is a bad thing. “Ms. Y/L/N is everything ok?” Nodding to her you waited for your teacher to turn around before you flicked off the girl. She scoffed at it.

Walking into TM you slammed your book bag down. You changed out of shirt, putting on a work shirt. Walking into the office Gemma greeted you with her smile. “Hey Y/N. We have three cars that need oil changes today.” You nodded to her taking the clip board. Scrolling over the make and model and year you decided to start with the older car. Grabbing the keys off the board you walked out to the yard. Starting the car you put it up on the lift, securing it. You grabbed the materials you needed and proceeded. Unscrewing the bolt to the oil gasket, you put the pan underneath it and let the oil drain. As you watched it drip you thought about what happened at school. You never understood why having a boyfriend and having Sex was so important. Being sixteen you were independent. Your parents where not around and you had your own studio apartment. Gemma and the club looked after you for a few years and offered you a job, teaching you how to fix cars.

“Hey honey, your close with Y/N. She seems kinda down. You should check on her.” Gemma sat next to Juice as he ate some almonds at the bar. “Sure Gem!” Juice and you had become friends since he was a prospect. You always ended up spending late nights together as friends, playing video games and riding around on his motorcycle. Juice walked around the car seeing you fill it with oil. “What’s up y/n?” you looked up giving a slight smile to Juice.” “Nothing finishing up these cars.” Your voice was quite which was usually not like you. Juice thought about all the times he seen you and you would run and hug him. “What going on?” Juice asked. You felt his eyes burn in to you. Tears sprung from your eyes looking down. “I’m sick of people at school. I just fucking wanna drop out. These popular girls either think I am a slut for hanging out with bikers and letting you all fuck me or a prude because they don’t think that I want a boyfriend or ever had a boyfriend. The one I did have was nothing. It was three weeks and awkward as hell. Then they called me asexual.. like what the hell? Quit assuming. Even if I was, so what!!! However I like men, I just have not found the right one.  I just like chilling with you and the club and my puppy and cat.” you ranted, tears falling down your cheeks. Juice walked over you, hugging you tightly. “No, you just have dignity, those bitches will one day be croweaters. You will be president.” The door clicked and the boys came in. They looked over to see Juice hugging you tightly. “Hey Juicey boy, what’s wrong with Y/N?” Chibs, Jax, Tig and Happy walked over. “Who the fuck made you cry little girl?!” Happy clenched his fists seeing you sad. Happy always seen you as the daughter he never had. Tig cocked his gun. “Tell us..” Jax looked worriedly at you. “Darlin, let us help, what is wrong…?” you nodded no to Jax. “It is school girls.. pretty much calling me either a biker slut.. or a prude.” The boys narrowed there eyebrows. You where defiantly neither of those things. “It doesn’t fucking help there is a talent show next week and everyone in my leadership class has to perform.. I could only fucking imagine the rumors then..”

It was the night of the talent show, you where going to be dancing. This was a favorite pass time of yours and you decided that it was the only thing besides riding a motorcycle or fixing a car you could perform. You watched as the person announced you. Walking onto the stage you hurd your name chanted. Looking over in the front row you seen everyone there. Jax, Wendy, Opie, Donna and all the kids, Gemma, Tig, Happy, Kozik, Bobby, Piney, Juice, Half Sac. They all were shouting your name. You gave a slight wave blushing. 

The song came on and you got into your position. The hip-hop music played and you started the routine. You glided across the stage, doing a routine you and Juice came up with a coupe years ago for the fun of it at a birthday party.  After it was done, you were out of breath, looking at the crowd. All of the SOA family stood clapping and soon the rest of the audience did. You bowed a few times and walked off the stage. Slightly wondering if the crowd was intimidated by them or really like the routine. “THERE SHE IS!!!” Juice pushed passed a few people handing you flowers, hugging you tightly. “Thank Juicey. What did you think?” “You did it perfectly!” Juice smiled. “Thanks for helping me Juice over the past week.”. The rest of the club gave you hugs and kisses. As you walked with them to the parking lot, you seen the blonde girl who kept making fun of you and her mom. She scoffed at you a bit. “Klara is that you?” Tig asked looking at her mom. “Ohh Hey Tiggy!” the woman moved from her daughter hugging Tig and kissing his lips gently. You raised an eyebrow confused. Jax whispered in your ear “She has a weak spot for bikers.” You gasped laughing a bit. Juice laughed as well kissing your head. “Oh man, this is priceless!” He smiled at you. “Video games and pizza?” Juice smiled at you. “Hell yeah!” you walked with him to his bike.

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