Sons of Anarchy Imagines and Stories

Meeting: The Sons

This is a continuation of 'Meeting: Tig Trager'. Please enjoy! This is when your character (Tig's new girl) meets the club if you weren't too sure.

Tig opens the door into the clubhouse and the first thing you see is a bar, and a handsome (by most people's standards) man with blonde hair. He wore the same leather cut as Tig, but the patch read 'V. PRESIDENT' rather than 'SGT. AT ARMS'.

"Tig, hey, how did the meeting with the Mayans go?" The man questions and with a glance at you continues. "And.... who have you got with you?"

"Yeah, Jax, this is Y/N. She works down at the bar near where I had to go meet the Mayans, which didn't go well. But only due to the fact that the guy I needed to meet with was already dead when I got there. Niners or something I reckon."

"But, why is she here?" Jax, his name you now knew turns to you, "Sorry, I don't mean to be a dick or something, this is just unusual for Tig to do."

"Yeah all good. I'm here because some fuckwit at my bar decided that it would be a great idea to point a gun at me and whip his cock out for me to suck. He's lucky he had that gun, or I would have bitten it off." You say, bluntly.

"Now I see why you took her here, Tig." He says with a look at Tig, before turning to you "You are basically the female version of him in terms of how you speak. I'm Jax Teller, by the way, V.P of the Sons. I have a feeling that you actually belong here, so I'm gonna introduce you to a few of our prominent members." Jax says with a smirk. He offers his arm to you and guides you towards two people sitting at a table.

"Opie. Lyla. This is Y/N, Tig's new 'friend', she is the female version of him from what I have heard from her. Although, you'll find that out for yourself in time I'm sure." Jax says.

"I'm Opie, it's good to meet you. I must say, Tig seems quite intrigued by you, meaning you're definitely something special. I mean it's obvious you're not a hooker, considering he can get one from here anyway." Opie says with a smile at you.

"Yeah, well I am definitely not a hooker. You're right about that. It's nice to meet you too." You say, smirking.

"Hey, I'm Y/N. And you're, Lyla?" You turn to the beautiful blonde woman sitting beside Opie, questioning her.

"Yep, that's me. Opie' s old lady. It's nice to meet the woman Tig is so interested in." She say with a glance over at Tig, who is watching you.

"Okay, while I'm glad you three have met, we should probably get our asses moving, gotta introduce Y/N here to a few other members." Jax pipes up with a smirk, as he takes your arm and pulls you towards 3 guys standing by the bar.

"Juice. Kozic. Happy. This is Y/N. Tig's new 'friend'." Jax introduces you with a smirk, pushing you in front of him.

"Hey, I'm Y/N."
"Kozic."
"Juice."
"Happy, Happy Lowman."

"Now, I have a question, why are you called Happy? You look basically the opposite." You turn to the last one who spoke, Happy.

"Well ya see darlin'..." he lifts up his shirt revealing about 30 smiley faces tattooed onto his torso, "everytime I kill someone, I get one of these faces tattooed onto my body." He finishes, smiling a little, half expecting you to be repulsed.

"That's damn hot. Completely psychotic, but hot." You say looking up at him with a smirk, before looking down again at the tattoos, touching his torso where the tattoos are.

"Hmmm, I like you." Happy says, with a dangerous smirk. "Welcome to the Club." He says with a laugh.

"Imma call you Juicy." You say with a nod at Juice, as you are pulled away with Jax, towards Tig and another man who is talking to him.