Clandestine

Chapter; 4. "beat it, creep"

After JD's little outburst at the man who's name she still hadn't learned, no one brought up another so called myth on her. More of them had realized that maybe, just maybe this girl was exactly whom she claimed to be. 

The evening continued to roll on, people who before had stood around here with a curious mind set, moved way to give her space and had gone to mind their own business, participating in things that were known to be typical outlaw activities that weren't something JD had ever been interested in too much. 

She sat there, with one of the two people she had met that day, Chibs, she noticed that he wasn't all too chatty. She of course had appreciated that, as after the passing events she wasn't feeling all that up to releasing any more information on top of what already had been passed around that night. Very little was said by Chibs to her, other than if she was doing alright after Juice going so personal, and if she wanted more to drink when the opportunity of it came up. 

Sitting there for a while, her anger seemed to settle, and the night rolled around. Sun was setting and the clubhouse was filling up with more people in kuttes. Even women with clothing that covered so little of their bodies, some of which were throwing glares JD's way. She was looking at them with confusion, or disgust settled in her expression. One of the men from earlier, older with a grey, curly mop of hair stood beside her, noticing she looked to have questions. 

 " They're just  Crow-Eaters, doll. Don't mind their glares, they're not worth a second thought a lot of the time." The man said to her, she gave a shrug as an answer. 

" glares from whores don't bother me." she said, a hint of humour was clear in her voice, glancing from her whiskey filled glass to him, seeing that her words had caused a  small grin to appear on his face. 

He gave her a nod, raising a single brow towards her. "well, thats good. I'm Bobby, I don't think i have introduced myself yet." he said

She gave an acknowledging smile, nodding at him "Thanks, I'm JD" 

"I'm aware, doll." he reminded her, it wasn't a surprise, as far as she knew there was talk on who she was, and her little loss of her cool facade earlier made it obvious that she wasn't just some chick one of the members brought in. No one would ever threaten a Son, it ended badly for most. 

"Hey, Bobby?" she began, waiting for him to look at her once again, awaiting anything further she might wanted to have said. "could you show me where I'll be staying? Hap said he had something prepared, I'm kinda done for the night." 

"of course" he nodded, parting from the counter and motioning for her to follow him, leading her back to the dorms. Thankfully there wasn't any attention that was drawn to the two. 

Her room was cute, and by that it meant that it was small, had a cozy feeling to her. Which is exactly what she needed, to the room, there was a bathroom attached. She ran out to her truck, grabbing the bags of clothing she brought, not bothering to unpack much at all. she set the days dirtied clothes away, grabbed her toiletries and a set of pjs. She scrubbed away the days dirt, brushed her teeth and laid in bed, her pjs hanging loosely off of her body. 

Early the following day

JD woke early from her deep and dreamless sleep, she checked the time and it was shortly after five in the morning, groaning she stepped out of the bed. She's always been an early bird, the moment she woke, she was up. That didn't stop her from being a grump, she thought about changing out of her nightware but said fuck it, no one would be  up at this time anyhow. 

Coffee, change of clothes, morning workout, shower, get ready for the day. With how early she got up, she'd be able to complete her routine and then some. She saw a coffee machine in the kitchen, she could cook some up there. 

She made it out of the room, and made her way around. She spotted the condition of the rest of the clubhouse, and couldn't stand the smell, or look of it. She wasn't able to do anything with it looking like this. The aftermath of last nights party caused the bile to rise in her throat, there was cups on the ground, chicks laid in odd positions with their pants hanging off their bodies. Also looked like there was a fight, there was blood on the ground, it was disgusting. JD took off, finding any sort of cleaning supplies before getting started. Scrubbing every inch of the place, shooing out those who didn't belong there and patching up the members that needed it in their sleep. When the place was spotless, then she made her coffee. Standing against the counter, her back turned to the door she shut her eyes and enjoyed the bittersweet taste. 

"Nice hello kitty shorties" she heard, the voice scaring her momentarily. Instincts kicking she turned, about ready to bash his head in with the full mug of scolding liquids. 

She growled, Juice, glaring she set down the mug and brushed passed him, but before she was able to get too far she felt his hand grab onto her arm. She narrowed her eyes at him. "you know, that shirt sure doesn't cover much, let me see the rest?" he asked with a smug smirk on his lips. 

JD burst into a small fit of laughter, rolling her eyes at him. After yesterday, she couldn't stand him. Her laughter confused him, clearly "beat it, Creep" she growled, ripping her arm from his grip she also had taken that smirk of his with her. 

Her tempter getting the best of her, she changed into her workout clothing. Sweatpants that hugged her hips, and a black sports bra, exposing her abdomen and back which were covered totally in tattoos. Her intentions of working out her anger were strong, she didn't want to beat juice, or anyone that got in her way, up. Pushing past Juice again, ignoring his eyes were on her, she excited the clubhouse and she took off running. 

After almost two and a half hours of running, jumping, flipping and doing other exercises, she was covered in sweat, catching her breath. She reentered the clubhouse at exactly 8:32. More people had woken up, it was made clear the moment she walked in, but no one said a word. Settled on staring at her. Four sets of eyes landed on her. Just when she believed that her morning activities calmed her, Juice comes up behind her with a stupid comment. 

"Damn, Hello Booty. You look good." The smirk she hated on him returned. She had enough of his crap already. She turned quick, her fist crashing into his cheek. Chibs stood in the doorway, jaw dropped. Jax and Tig stood beside Juice, both equally shocked. It  was visible that he was about to smack him in the head for his comment when JD retaliated. 

A grin tugged at her lips, turning around she headed back to her dorm room to change and shower. She heard mumbles of "oh wow" and "whats gotten into you juice?". 

9:45 AM. Thats when she was done. Her washed, and dried hair was set into a ponytail. She wore a plain white tank top that was tucked in her high waisted button up black shorts. her ankle boots showed her long legs off, while her arms were covered in yet another flannel. Red and Black that time. JD headed out, everyone but halfsack had woken up, which resulted in confusion amongst the members and she was listening in on the conversation. 

"this place hasn't been this spotless since it was first bought it." She guessed it was Clay, some nodded in approval. 

"and Halfsack is still out cold?" Jaxs' voice was masked with confusion. Thats when JD stepped into acknowledgement of the group. 

"I can't stand a mess" she grumble, glancing around at those who stood with her, some thanked her, some nodded with impressed looks. 

Then there was Juice, who couldn't hold back his stupid comment "Hm, Hello Booty the cleaning lady" with wide eyes, Jax and Chibs stood in front of, trying to prevent another bruised cheek. 

She narrowed her eyes, scowling at him when Happy asked about the nickname she's obviously received "she wears Hello Kitty pjs, and i  saw about half of that perfectly sculpted ass" he let Happy know. 

That did it for her, hearing Happy laugh at her. This guy was testing the last of this murderers patience, she turned to leave, or make it seem like she was. She came up with enough momentum to flip her body over the three, getting behind Juice. No one was able to register what just happened until she grabbed him by the neck, pulling him to her height 

"You better cut that shit out, I'm not patient with fucks like you, I'll kill you" she growled. His eyes went wide, nodding frantically. She released her grip on him, she received an array of shocked, wide eyes. 

"I'm so turned on right now" she swears she heard Juice mutter.