I NickNamed Her Red by Adrien Hywel (read this if .txt) 📕

a bike came out of nowhere!, and quickly covered the gap, between me and him. It slid, and pulled upright in front of me. I was trying to figure out who, the rider was. He took off his helmet, and exposed two lightning bolts, it was Juice!

He grinned "Sorry, I couldn't answer the phone "he said, and left the bikes engine on. He got of the bike, and walked over to the five guys that were staring at him, partly shocked, and

Partly annoyed. One of them, was taller than Juice, and he didn't seem scared."You messed with, the wrong footballers!"the tall one, shouted at him, and for some reason, Juice didn't seem scared. As they got closer, to Juice, they were looking at him, as if they were going to kill him. He smiled, "Really "he asked, and pulled his gun out of his belt. The shocked (and apparent footballers) looked, at juice and then, at the gun. They stared at me, and backed up as I just, stood there, waiting for them to leave

When, they were gone, Juice put his gun away, and walked over to me. My body, was stiff, my eyes, were wide and, my skin was cold. I choked "they were going to rape me "I said, and then repeated the words again, until they sunk in. I was later shocked, when Juice did, the most unimaginable thing. He hugged me, and rocked me in his arms, until I calmed down. His face, in my hair "I bet, you don't want to go home, yet."He said his voice comforting and warm. I buried my head, into his chest, as if I was, saying "NO". He hugged me tighter, his toned arms could easily, encapsulate me."OK then, but let's get away from here. "He answered, and led me over, to his bike. I just stood there, as he, strapped my helmet on, and got on the bike. I got on behind him, and dug my face into his back, as I held on tightly.

After fifteen minutes of silence, I found myself in a small, - odd for this time of year-green, meadow, we stopped in the middle of it, and he set the bike up on its suspender. He got off, and helped me get off as well, after that he sat down on the ground, his back leaning on the bike, he seemed at ease, so I did the same. It seemed very peace-full, down here. I could hear not any other sound, but Juice's heartbeat, it was even and calming, I layed my head on his chest, he didn't mind, and kept on breathing. I listened to it, my head slowly moving, up and down on his chest. He put his arm around me (seeing that I was wearing only a t-shirt), and waited until, he thought I was calm enough to talk. "That's Mars "he said, in a low voice, as he pointed at a small red planet. I sighed, "I didn't get to see the stars back home "I stated, and he held me tighter, and nodded."I couldn't either, when I lived in New York "his breathing changed, and his voice-heavy, and, solid-, grumbled in his chest.

After, what felt like half an hour, but was actually double that time. He took me home, when I got there Gemma walked over to me, and helped me, off the bike "How was, the party?"I smiled, a forced smile. Juice answered for me "she wanted, to stay longer "he paused, looking up at me "She's tired now, that's all "he said. After saying goodbye, he went back to the clubhouse. Gemma didn't bother me that night, she was tired herself. I had a shower, and got ready for a dreamless night.

I had no dreams that night, and probably would have slept until lunch time (if what happened next, didn't happen).

The white sheets on top of me were all over the room, the pillow was in my arms, and I thought I heard somebody, sigh. I opened one eyes, and saw Tig, he was sitting on a stool, next to my bed. He seemed to be sitting there for a while, as he looked at me, he was, excited."Great, you're up! Now, you can go to the clubhouse."He said, and left my room, without an answer. I put on, a pair of black mini-shorts, a black tee and my purple converse. I washed my face, and pulled my fingers through my hair (I knew it was going to be a busy day).I ate an egg, quickly drank a cup of black coffee, and ran to the clubhouse.

I opened the door, and saw a boxing-ring "Ohh..."I said, as I understood why Tig was so excited. The guys saw me at the door, "Hey sleeping beauty, you ready to fight?"Clay asked as he came over to me, and ruffled my hair. I sighed, and watched as Jax got into the ring, barehanded!"Lucky thing I filed my nails" I said to myself, as I walked over to the professional looking, bright red, and piece of rubber with rope wrapped around it. I jumped up in to it, and pulled my fingers through my red hair. I automatically made my hands, into fists. I knew how to fight, maybe even, knew it well, but next to Jixi was a pawn."Ok?"He asked, smiling and II rolled my eyes. He showed me, a couple of techniques, and how to work my left hand (my best hand) as well as my right.

To my suprise, he jumped out of the ring, and gave Juice a high-five."Ohh no..."I grumbled, in my head, as Juice, almost expertly. Jumped into the ring, stood in-front of me, and smiled."Don't worry!"Clay shouted, "He won't hurt you", I took a deep breath. I looked at the scars on my wrists, all from former idiots (who called me a biker whore-although I'm still a virgin-idiots!)."Ready!"Clay said, "Set!"Tig added "Go!"...I heard somebody, ring a bell.

I immediately, punched Juice's right cheek, he blinked shocked. I started moving forwards, and he took a blow at me. I quickly dodged, as he did the same with my next one. I shut my eyes, and repeated the same, left, left, right, and, left. I opened my eyes, I watched as Juice got me in the arm, and then the ribs. I squinted, and gave him a blow to the head, he dodged it. I quickly moved backwards, and geared up for another time, I got him in the stomach, and he gulped and dodged my next one. This went on for quite a while, until we were both left, practically exhausted.

The bell rang, and I jumped out of the ring. Tig appeared in front of me, and handed me a towel."Wow!"He said as I wiped my face. I could see Juice, from the corner of my eye, as he was getting, lightly teased by the others. Clay neared me "Didn't know, you had it in you "he said, chuckling."Neither did me"I said, then quickly added, "It's just, I change when that bell rings "he smiled. I walked over to the others, "Lilith, you were fantastic!"Bobby said as he took a puff, of his smoke."Yeah kid, you were like a machine "said Chibs, as I grinned and then looked at Juice "Really, you were "he smiled as he agreed with Bobby. They all complimented me, and offered me some beer as a treat. I gladly accepted the unopened can, and drank a quarter of it, out of thirst.

I looked in the mirror, after I washed my face. My not so natural red hair was fading, I made a mental note to buy some die. The dark-brown roots were showing, they seemed to me, to be the exact same color as my eyes. I had seen pictures of my mother, she had a round face, blue eyes and red hair. I had pale skin like her, and the two permanent freckles under my eyes, were in exactly the same place as hers. In the pictures Gemma had given me, she looked young, and happy, she was only twenty when she died.

I didn't dare ask anybody about my father, my "parents" had once said that he was "a no good, all too violent, biker", but when I asked Gemma. She just ignored me, and didn't answer. I had learned to stop asking, and I eventually gave up.

I heard a knock on the door, then another "You in there?" Jax asked from the other side. I sighed, "Yeah, I'll be out in a minuet" I answered, and waited for him to go down the stairs. I slowly went down after him, he was now sitting in the living room with Opie, and they were talking very loudly. I stood behind the door, and listened. "I did not know, she could do that!"Opie said excitedly to Jax, "You saw how Clay watched, didn't you?" Jax asked. "Yeah, it was like a gleam of hope in his eyes." Opie said, he seemed to notice a lot of stuff. "If she could ride a bike, she would be better than old, Half-Sack." Jax's voice seemed to change when he mentioned Half-Sack. Poor kid, I liked him a lot, he was sweet. "She could even become a prospect, if she had a bit more muscle on her, but fuck can she fight. I mean, Clay only put Juice in there to see her full potential". I heard Jax sigh, "Yeah, she's eighteen next week you know?" he said, "Wow that girls grown up fast, to bad she wasn't much of girl while she was doing it". Jax answered "She's always been a tomboy, even when she was a kid she didn't like the dresses Gemma got her." Opie said and Jax agreed, I quietly walked upstairs, and got some money from my room. "I'm going to the store!" I shouted, startling them both, "Be back by dinner time, Mom's making take-out." .I laughed and ran out the door. The heavenly California sun was hitting my face, sparkling off the dessert around me. The sun I loved was somewhat, missing in Vancouver, it just didn't exist there as it did here.

I walked into the store, and as I did, I got a burst of highly unwelcome cold air, and I walked down to the cosmetics isle. I wasn't very familiar with the great importance of being feminine, but I needed some things. As I scanned the brands of hair die, I noticed that Tara, was standing right next to me. I guess I was staring at her for a bit too long, when she saw me she had a VERY surprised look on her face. "Lilith,..." I smiled, "Tara" I said. "You look so grown up, ...and your hair." ,"Yeah I know red". She hugged me, I liked Tara, and unlike a lot of the girls in Charming she made sense. With her I could talk about anything I wanted, and not get a brainless stare in the face. I could have an intelligent conversation with her, apparently she had just gotten back home with Abel. I hadn't seen Abel yet, she told me that, she would be coming round with Jax this afternoon. After she went, I looked back at the isle. I chose a shade of red that I liked, and got myself a pair of tweezers. Once I got home, I followed the instructions on the packet, "15 minutes" I said to myself as I eased the mixture in to my hair. I wrapped a towel around my head, and looked at the pair of tweezers, still in the packaging. I got a small mirror from my dressing table, and sat in front of the window, where I could make full use of the sun.

I was halfway through when Gemma walked