A/N Please read this! It has a few things you need to know!
1. I own nothing except Sophie. Any songs or things you recognise aren't mine.
2.I'm using the name Sophie again, mainly because I really like the name.
3. This story has no relation to Bed of Roses. Don't compare them, they are not connected.
4. This is a Jax/OC. I don't like how Tara made it seem like she was doing his a favour by taking him back. Tara only left for 5years, not 10. Jax is 24, Sophie is 18. This is set a year before Season 1.
5. Review! I don't know how improve if you don't tell me!

"Speech" 'Thoughts'

Chapter one

"Sophie, Ima smudged her make-up again, can you fix it? We need to start filming as soon as!" Luann asked me with a sigh, I shook my head hearing the irritation in her voice, Ima was always smudging her make-up or acting up when things didn't go her way. She was a complete diva who thought the world should revolve around her and whenever something didn't go her way she would act up and refuse to perform and make everyone else's life difficult. Luckily, Luann never brought Ima's act and told her to get her act together, Luann was always very blunt in what she said.

Luann Delaney was my boss, mentor and mother figure. I'd met her when I was only 13years old; I was sitting in the park drawing whatever caught my eye, when I saw her sitting on one of the benches looking heartbroken. I could practically feel the heartbreak pouring off of her, the amount of emotion was so real I couldn't help but feel sad for her. So I drew her exactly as I saw her, tears and all. Drawing was always a passion of mine - probably why I eventually became a make-up artist. It was my release from reality. When I had finished drawing, I wrote a quote on it I'd heard once that'd had stuck with me since I heard it, in calligraphy among the clouds on the picture above Luann's head. It read;
God doesn't give you the people you want,
he gives you the people you need,
to help you,
to hurt you,
to leave you
to love you
and to make you the person you were meant to be.

I'd walked over and gave her the picture and a tissue for the tears running down her face, and just spoke to her. I can't really remember exactly what I said, but it was just about how I loved drawing, going onto my passion for make-up and just talking about anything and everything to take her mind off whatever had her sad and since then, we'd grown very close to the point that now, we had a mother/daughter relationship most of the time while at other times we acted more like sisters. One this for sure was that Luann was my best friend.

Now, at 18 years old and fresh out of school, Luann had given me a job at her business, Cara Cara, a porn studio, doing the hair and make-up of the porn stars and sometimes, I'd have to draw on fake tattoo's to fit the look they were going for. It paid very good money and because I loved what I do, I was good at it. I even had other photographers ringing me asking me to hair and make-up for their photo shoots, I'd do the occasional one for some extra money, but I was loyal to Luann.

I sat Ima down on the make-up chair ignoring her whining, I absolutely hated working with her but I had to fake a smile and get it over with, it was my job after all and I had to be professional.

The only reason she was playing up today was because the guy she usually worked with wasn't available, so she had to work with someone else. She was pathetic. I touched up her eye liner and removed the streaks from her face, before nodding in approval and sending her off for filming.

I noticed Luann talking to some Son's and was slightly on edge with nerves, I'd never met them before, but working in this business I'd heard all about them. Practically all the porn actors always attended the SAMCRO parties, and the day after while doing their hair and make-up I'd get to hear from all the girls about their late night memories. I ignored them and started to clean up my work space with disinfectant- it was better safe than sorry in this industry, my area was always very messy around noon, mainly because first thing in the morning I had to do all the girls hair and make-up ready for the day so my work area always looked messy, so on any quiet time while the filming was going on I'd clean up as much as I could.

I heard footsteps and looked up to see the Son's wondering around, watching the different scenes been filmed while Luann headed over to my area, followed by a woman I knew to be Gemma. My work area was one of the cleanest places in the building, I'd made it comfortable to work in, I figured I spent most of my time here so I should at least like the space, I had wooden frames put up which I covered with pink and white silk, creating a smallish room for me, the chairs were the cleanest here and the most comfortable, so if Luann wasn't directing she usually sat around here with me.

By the time they'd walked over, I could feel Gemma's eyes on me; I played ignorant and continued to wipe down the make-up dusted surfaces, making sure there was no trace of make-up left on the mirror and counters. I heard them chatter quietly to each other before I heard some heavy boots walking over to us as well.

"Christ Luann, please tell us she's legal" I heard a deep voice exclaim. I looked up to see a man with grey hair looking at Luann wide eyed but pointing at me, I recognised him as Clay from what the porn stars had told me.

"She's 18 if that's what you mean" Luanne told him defensively, I smirking slightly, the cops had thought the same thing when they received an anonymous tip Luann hired under aged girls – which, for the record was a complete lie.

"Good, don't need any trouble because you hire underage pussy" Wait, what? He thought I was a porn star? I couldn't help it, I giggled, I saw the guys turn their eyes to me, I gave a small smile.

"I don't ah, perform, I do the hair, make-up and fake tattoos for the filming" I told him, still giggling slightly.

"Yeah, believe me I've got so many film's I could throw her in, and she fit's the specifics for many clients ask for, real tit's, natural blonde, blue eye's the whole girl next door, naughty babysitter and schoolgirl look - but she doesn't act" Luann sighed shaking her head, she had been trying get me act since my birthday, but I'd always turned her down. It just wasn't my thing.

"Shame, I'd defiantly buy that" A guy with wild black hair and cold blue eyes spoke up, eyes that were currently locked on my chest, Luann insisted I wore clothes she helped me pick out, which I honestly didn't mind as Luann had great style - when she wasn't trying get me in leather miniskirts. Normally I'd dress myself however we had inspectors come round today to make sure the building was up to standard and that all health and safety rules were been followed including that all the actors were clean.

So I was wearing a bright green sleeveless top with a circle neckline, a blue skirt with green, purple and red flowers printed all over it and bright red 5 inch heels. It sounds really odd, but it looked brilliant paired together.

"Tig, behave" a guy with blonde hair and a goatee - Jax, chuckled, shaking his head slightly.

Tina, a raven haired girl, came bouncing over. She was very ditzy and air headed but she was a sweetheart and despite been slightly annoying she was one of the nicer actors.

"Luann, Ima's refusing to perform, she says she'll only work with Den" She spoke in a high pitched voice that was slightly screechy, before skipping off to the couches the performers sat when they had some free time.

"Damn it, I've had enough of that girl" Luann muttered, looking around for a moment and down at the clipboard she had in her hand that contained all the information for today, what films were been shot and who was staring in what.

"Lyla! Get your hair and make-up done, I want you replace Ima, Sophie, give her innocent schoolgirl look" Lyla was my all-time favourite performer, she was so sweet and honest and would tell you exactly what she thought of you, she walked over as I sorted through the outfits on the rack, I saw the sons getting comfortable on the sofa's but decided to ignore them and focus on what I was paid to do. I pulled out a white blouse with a tie and a plaid skirt, a typical school girl look.

I passed her the outfit and she changed into it, wrapping a dressing gown around her as she walked out from behind the changing screens. I gave her baby pink lip - that wouldn't rub off, red blush on her cheeks and white highlighter to bring out the blue in her eye's, I curled her hair and put it in pig tails on the back of her head, before sending her off for filming.

I grabbed my 'on the go' make up bag and did my rounds, going to each set and making sure that the hair and makeup was still how it should be. By the time I'd finished my round and gone back to my area the Sons and Luann were over by the doors talking.

When I finished my work, I made sure I had cleaned my area completely and packed my bag ready to go, Luann usually gave me lifts but since the Sons were still here talking to her I decided to walk home.

"Luann" I called to gain her attention as I was walking over to her, "I'll walk home tonight" I told her, smiling at her.

She looked at the clock in surprise "Oh! I didn't realise how late it was! I'll give you a ride; it's starting go dark, you don't know whose going to be out at this time!" I just smiled at her concern; it was nice to have someone care about you.

"It's fine! It's not that dark yet Luann, just stay and talk" I brushed her off, I knew she loved talking to them, but because the business was booming she was too busy see them that often.

"I'll give her a ride" The blonde, Jax, spoke up "You live on seventh right?" I nodded "that's not that far out, I'll take her" he directed to Luann, who nodded and thanked him.

"I'm fine, honest!" I was ignored.

"That would be great Jax" Luann spoke up

"I don't need a ride!" I protested again, some of the guys smiled at my attempts.

"Don't worry about it, a friend of yours is a friend of the club" he told her

I just sighed and crossed my arms "I wonder what I'll use my power of invisibility for…" The ones actually paying attention to me laughed, the others looked and raised eyebrows at me, and I just smiled innocently, before Jax led me to his bike, and started towards my house. I couldn't help but notice how nice he felt, I felt his toned stomach under his shirt, and nearly moaned out loud. He. Was. Ripped.

3rd POV.
Unfortunately what Sophie failed to notice was the glares aimed at her. Gemma was not a stupid women at all, and she had picked up on the way her son's eyes lingered a little too long on the young girl and the way his eyes studied her like she was the shiny new toy that he wanted. Gemma pursed her lips, this could be trouble, Jax was only just getting over Tara and it had been 5 years since she ripped his heart out of his chest and stomped on it. One thing Gemma new for sure was that she would not allow this girl to hurt her son, and she would do everything she could to make sure they didn't get attached to one another until Gemma had approved of the girl. She wouldn't let her son get hurt again.