Samcro Princess

How Harley Left College

*Title sort of says it all. I sort of tossed this together and decided I wanted to share. I always thought this was sort of how the interaction would go.*

"Is there something amusing Miss Teller?!"

"Marrow" she corrected.

"Excuse me?" He looked over the top of his oversized bifocals in his sweater vest and his pocket protectors.

"Teller- Marrow" She nodded. "Teller by birth, Marrow by adoption."

"These are very serious charges against you" he told her. The Dean of the University of California, one would expect...well...more. She wasn't intimidated by the man, not in the slightest. She'd gone toe to toe with worse.

"These aren't charges, they're allegations" She snapped. "If they were charges you would have the cops here. If they're about to arrive my lawyer's name is Ally Lowen and she's based out of Charming, so she's gonna take a few hours to get here."

"Your education is on the line here" He told her.

"For what" she snapped?!

"Your gang affiliations have resulted in more than one student being assaulted" He snapped.

"The asshole was stalking me" she snapped back.

"You were seen with him on more than one occasion" He countered.

"Yeah" she nodded. "Then he got clingy, and I cut him off. You should be looking at your biology teacher over there by the way."

"Dr. Hampton is the one who brought these connections to light" He told her.

"I bet the rat fucking did" she argued. "Was that before or after I refused to fuck him?"

"Miss Teller that's a serious accusation!"

"And more than a little convenient" Hampton spoke up.

"He tell you how his nose was broken" she asked the Dean? "He grabbed my tits. It was self-defense."

"Dr. Hampton is a well-respected member of the staff here" The Dean shouted. "I will not allow you to sully his name."

"But he can drag mine through the dirt" She snapped.

"Yours hasn't been all that upstanding" The Dean sneered. "Somehow we missed your multiple destruction charges, and an assault charge."

"I was a minor for all of them and they have since been removed from my record" She folded her arms.

"And yet we were able to find them." He flipped the next page in her folder. And Teller-Marrow as you made sure we were all aware of, is also the name of an automotive shop based out of Charming California."

"And" she asked?

"And it's a front for a criminal motorcycle gang."

"Motorcycle club" she corrected. "And they're mechanics. Have they had some run ins? Sure. But they club is not a criminal club."

"Agree to disagree Miss Teller."

"Teller- Marrow." She hissed. "And are we seriously moving on from what I told you about Hampton? The man hung this intel over my head unless I sucked his dick."

"And you being of such high moral fiber turned him down of course" He mocked her.

"Me having the sense of sight, I turned him down" she replied. "Look. I am the one raising that curve for you in this class Dean. I have the best grades in the course and my practical came back with all glowing recommendations. I am a good nurse."

"No Miss Teller" she shook his head.

"Marrow."

"You're a good nursing student" He corrected. "Due to recent revelations, you will not be getting your nursing license."

"You have got to be shitting me" she shook her head.

"This trial is over" he nodded tapping his gavel.

She looked at the gavel on the table and then back to the dean. "You know you talk about where I started. My past, and completely ignore my growth in my time here. How much of an asset I would be to any medical facility."

"Until the motorcycle gang arrives" he said out of the side of his mouth.

"I'm not a fan of repeating myself asshole and since I don't go to this school anymore I have no problem telling you how it is" she got to her feet. "For starters, it's a club not a gang. And you have that silver spoon shoved so far up your ass, I'm not gonna bother telling you to shove that gavel up there too."

"And here I thought she was from Charming" he chuckled.

"I am. And there my daddy wields the gavel" she told him calmly. "You may want to avoid it. But the next student who tells you he asked her to fuck him? Tell her to come by, ask for the Samcro Princess. Because I will show her more support than you have shown me today...not saying much though is it?"

With that she got to her feet and started for the door.

"You can see yourself out Miss Teller."

She turned to face them and kicked the door open behind her, flipping them off she told them. "Marrow, and yes I fucking can Windbags. Ps you live in California, you look like a god damn tool in a sweater vest."