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Happy Valentine's Day (A.K.A. Love Day)

This is my Valentine's Day gift to you all! I hope you enjoy it! We'll be meeting another character.

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"Goooooooooooood morning, Charming! Today is August 24th, and you know what that means! That's right, kiddos. School's back in session! Don't worry, all you parents listening. We won't tell your once bundles of joy now turned evil little beings how relieved you are for that eight hour break you'll now have each day. But kiddies, you can't leave the house without knowing the weather, can you? Today is gonna be a cool one, with high of only 67 degrees. May wanna grab a sweater before you head towards hell... I mean school! Now, to get you in a better mood, here's The Dream. Rockin' That Thang."

Lennan walked into her bedroom with a towel wrapped around her body. The Dream began singing from the radio on the dresser. She put on her bra and panties and grabbed her hairbrush, beginning to drag it through her long locks. Lennan shimmied her hips to the beat of the song, mouthing the lyrics. Finally, she couldn't take it anymore and brought her hairbrush up to her face, using it as a makeshift microphone.

"She goin' right. She goin' left. Got her here, to myself. I got it on, like I want it," she crooned, hopping around her bedroom while her long, damp hair bounced behind her. "She rode the d, like a pony." Swaying her hips to the music, Lennan let her head fall back and she continued to sing. Toward the end of the song, she made one last turn and came face to face with an amused looking Jackson Teller, standing at her door. Lennan dropped her hairbrush and her jaw at the same time.

"Don't stop the show for me, baby. It was just getting good," he told her, blue eyes sparkling mischievously. Lennan stared at him with her mouth still opened, feeling the blood surge to her cheeks and her heart flutter at the word 'baby'. She stared at him, as if in a trance, as the licked his lips while eyeing her up and down.

"Jax! Leave her alone! It's not like you don't jump around the Clubhouse air guitaring to every ACDC song that comes on," came a small, playful voice. Lennan watched as Donna pushed herself past Jax to stand at the door, grinning at her best friend. "You gonna stand there all day in your underwear or get dressed so we can leave? We're gonna be late if you don't hurry up."

Lennan looked down at her body, clad in her teal bra and panties set, before back up at Donna and Jax. Squealing slightly, she grabbed Donna's arm and pulled her into the room before she slammed the door closed in the face of the laughing, blonde haired biker. "I'll just wait out here, darlin'. Don't mind me!" came his shout through the door. Lennan silently groaned and continued to get ready while Donna sat smirking on the edge of the bed.

Lennan screamed in joy, clinging to Jax tightly as he sped toward the high school. She was going to have some major helmet hair and had mascara streaming down her face, but Lennan couldn't find it in herself to care. The open road and the warm body in front of her set her blood pumping.

Lennan was disappointed that it ended so soon. "Maaaaan," she groaned as Jax's pulled his bike through the entrance to the high school's campus a few minutes after leaving her house. He swung into a spot, Opie with Donna in tow soon behind. Lennan hopped off of the bike, her cheeks flushed and her eyes bright. She took off her helmet as Donna and Opie walked over to them. "That was great! Can we go for a ride after school?" she asked, dancing around as Jax took the helmet from her.

He chuckled and nodded, grabbing her around the waist and pulling her to him. "Yeah, darlin', we can." He watched as Lennan smiled and ran her hand through her now wild hair.

Donna looked at Lennan like she was crazy. The small girl had never gotten used to riding on the back of a bike. "I'll never understand your fascination with those things," she said, shooting Opie's bike a wary glance.

Lennan pulled herself away from Jax's hold, laughing and twirling around the group. "Come on, Donna," she teased, walking backwards in front of her friend. "The wind, the sound of the engine. It's freedom!" Lennan threw her hands up and started skipping. Jax and Opie chuckled, shaking their heads.

Donna looked at her friend skeptically, then back at Jax and Opie. "Are you sure no one put something in those muffins she ate this morning?" she questioned in an amused tone. Jax shook his head and watched as Lennan bounced around in front of them, heading toward the main doors of the building. He was beginning to suspect something like that himself.

The four made their way into the crowded school, heading toward their lockers. Opie and Jax had theirs on one side of the building and Donna and Lennan on the other, due to their class differences. Jax pecked Lennan on the lips and murmured a goodbye, telling her he would see her soon. Lennan nodded and smiled, feeling the butterflies flutter in her stomach at the contact.

As Lennan and Donna made their way toward their lockers, they compared the schedules that they had both printed out earlier that morning. They were relieved to see that they had several classes in common, along with classes with the boys. Going to a small school had its perks.

Donna said goodbye to Lennan, heading off to her first period class while Lennan went to her locker. She had a free period first, so she took her time, looking over the walls of the place she had spent so much of the last two years in. Already, there were posters up on the walls, advertising book sales, cheerleading tryouts and campaigns for student body president. Lennan shook her head, muttering the word 'overachievers' to herself as she passed a flyer stating 'David Hale for Student Body President. He's one hale of a guy.'

Lennan wasn't paying attention, trying to remember the combination to her locker, when she slammed into someone. She landed flat on her butt with an 'oof'. Looking up, Lennan's eyes met those creepy leering ones of Josh Kohn's that she so wished to avoid.

The girl glared and rose to her feet, rubbing her bruised rear. "Wonderful," she groaned. "Just the way I wanted to start my year."

Kohn smirked at her, taking in her light washed ripped skinny jeans, heeled ankle boots and black off the shoulder shirt. "You look nice today, Lennan," he sneered.

Lennan took a step back, glaring at him more. "Thanks," she hissed sarcastically. "Wish I could say the same."

The boy looked at Lennan, shocked, before going back to his sneer. "Wow, I guess Tar Tar was right. You are a bitch."

Lennan paused for a second, looking at Kohn blankly. Suddenly, she barked out a laugh. "Tar Tar? Who the hell is Tar Tar?" she laughed so hard she snorted, which made her laugh even harder. "Is that a nickname, or do you have conversations with condiments? I mean, it does make sense. You do have the personality of a dead fish."

Kohn glared at Lennan, advancing on her so that she had to back up against the lockers. Lennan's laughter was forgotten as she struggled to get away. However, Kohn had her blocked with an arm on each side of her. She was about to kick him in the balls, but stopped suddenly as he began to speak. "Actually," he said smoothly, pinching a couple of strands of her hair between two fingers and smiling at her grimace when he yanked them out. "I'm talking about Tara Knowles." Lennan's eyes shot to Kohn's. "Ah, you do know her. She's told me so much about you, Lennan. And I have to say, I'm disappointed. I saw what you did to her. That wasn't very nice. She hates you, you know. But for some god awful reason, she is still hung up on that blonde piece of biker trash."

Lennan's eyes narrowed, and she opened her mouth to speak. Quicker than she thought possible, Kohn's hand flew out and grasped her by the neck. Lennan's eyes widened in surprise, and she clawed at his hand in an attempt to have him release her. "I don't take to being threatened kindly, Lennan," he whispered, only a few inches from her face. "You threatened me and you hurt Tar Tar. She's a beautiful, wonderful girl, and trash like you doesn't deserve to walk the same ground as her. I'm telling you, Lennan. I'm going to make you pay. You don't know who you're dealing with, you biker slu.."

"What's going on here?" a new voice boomed. Lennan sighed in relief when Kohn's hand dropped from her neck. She slid to the floor, putting both of her tiny hands to her throat and rubbing the sore skin while taking deep, calming breaths. She looked up to see a young man she didn't recognize. He was dressed in baggy jeans and a black t-shirt with scuffed up boots. Lennan was never happier to see a stranger.

Kohn gave the newcomer a feral smile. "We were just talking."

The new guy crossed his toned arms over his chest, a scowl on his face. "Course you were. Because grabbing girl's by the throat is how to communicate. Get out of here before I kick your ass, you weird fuck."

Kohn's eyes narrowed and he glanced over to where Lennan was still sitting, glaring at him. "Remember what I said," he muttered, before turning on his heel and stalking away.

Lennan heaved a sigh of relief at watching him go. She jumped slightly as the stranger bent down in front of her, concern in his chocolate eyes. "Are you okay?" he asked softly, eyes traveling to the red mark on her neck. Lennan managed a nod and a small smile before taking the hand he offered and standing up.

"Thank you," she said quietly, looking back down the hallway to make sure Kohn was gone. She turned back to the stranger, meeting his eyes and smiling. "You're new, huh?"

The guy gave a sheepish grin, rubbing a hand over his short cropped hair. "Yeah."

Lennan smiled, holding her hand out. "I'm Lennan. Welcome to Charming," she said sarcastically, causing him to laugh.

The boy took her offered hand in his, giving it a shake. "Nice to meet you, Lennan. I'm Juan Ortiz. But everyone calls me Juice."

Lennan waded through the lunch crowd, trying to make her way to the line. She rolled her eyes as she spotted Ima, looking at the salads offered in disgust. The blonde was wearing a skirt that left absolutely nothing to the imagination and struggled to walk in heels not even her porn-star mother could manage.

Shoving past the tramp, Lennan smiled at the lunch lady as she grabbed a tray and scooted it down the line. As she was deciding whether she wanted fruit salad or a piece of cake, she felt a large hand flop down on her shoulder. Lennan jumped slightly before turning quickly to see who it was.

She smiled as she spotted Juice, her savior from earlier this morning. The two talked after the incident, and it turned out they had a lot in common. Juice had just moved to Charming from New Jersey with his mom and older sister. He was a smart person, and Lennan enjoyed talking to him. She could tell that Jax and Opie would love him.

Grabbing a bowl of fruit salad, Lennan looked back at the tanned boy who smiled down at her. "Hey, Juicy," she said, watching as he picked up an iced tea and set it on his own tray.

Juice smirked at her before responding, "Hey, Lenny." Lennan grinned and rolled her eyes before leading the way to the cash register.

After paying, the two made their way into the main cafeteria. As Lennan's blue eyes searched for her friends, Juice bounced up and down slightly on the balls of his feet. "So, where are those guys you were telling me about earlier? I seriously need to talk to someone about my bike. Who better than two bikers?"

Lennan's eyes widened and snapped to where Juice stood. "You ride?" she asked, shocked. Juice just nodded before grabbing a French fry off of his try and popping it into his mouth.

"Huh," Lennan responded, finally spotting Jax, Opie, Donna and Lyla sitting at a table by the wall of windows. Lennan pointed them out and motioned for Juice to follow, which he obeyed.

Jax looked up as she approached, a soft smile forming on his face. A smile that disappeared when he noticed the hyper ball of Puerto Rican muscle behind her. Jax looked at the arriving stranger with suspicion. Opie noticed and rolled his eyes at Donna and Lyla, who were both watching in interest.

Lennan placed her tray on the table. Jax yanked her down suddenly. She was sitting so close she was almost on his lap. Her eyes widened when the blonde hunk pressed his lips to hers fiercely. Lennan's head began to swim before she pulled away. "Well hello to you too, babe," she murmured, stunned.

Lennan heard a snort coming from the direction of her friends and turned to look. Everyone at the table, including Juice, who had sat down next to a blushing Lyla, was smirking. It didn't take long for Donna to be the one to speak. "Jesus, Jax. I think you've already marked her as your territory. What are you going to do next? Pee on her?" Lennan giggled as she watched milk come flying out of Opie's nose while Juice choked on a carrot.

Jax heaved a sigh and slung his arm over Lennan's shoulders, pulling her into his side. He made eye contact with Juice, who quickly controlled his coughing. "Who are you?" He took a nonchalant sip of his coke.

Juice, who Lennan had come to notice didn't get mad easily, smiled at the blonde. "People call me Juice. I met Lenny this morning. Some douche was giving her a hard time, and I told him to fuck off." He shrugged and took a bite of his cake.

Lennan felt Jax stiffen next to her, while Opie and Donna shot her a look. Lyla was too busy stealing glances at Juice to catch what he had said. Jax turned to Lennan with worry. "Who?" was all he asked, never taking his fierce blue eyes from hers.

The girl looked down, poking at a pineapple piece in her fruit cup with a fork. "It was nothing," she responded quietly, placing the fruit in her mouth.

Juice quickly glanced at her, confused. Lennan prayed he wouldn't inform her friends of the situation he had walked up on earlier this morning. Her heart sank, though, as he shook his head and looked back to Jax. "It wasn't nothing. The fucker had her pressed up against a locker with his hand on her throat."

Donna and Lyla, whose attention was back on the conversation, gasped. Everyone flinched when Jax's fist hit the table. He looked at Juice, appreciating the boy's honesty, before repeating through clenched teeth, "Who?"

Lennan sighed, running a hand through her wavy hair. "It was Kohn," she revealed, feeling exhausted from the day already. Opie and Donna simultaneously looked to Jax, whose blue eyes had hardened. Lyla looked around, confused, and Juice continued to sip on his sweet tea through a straw, eyeing everyone warily.

Lennan placed a hand on Jax's clenched fist that rested on top of the table. "It's okay. I'm fine." She saw Jax nod, but he still had that far off, unfocused look on his face. Breathing out another sigh, Lennan continued. "But," she began. Everyone's eyes snapped to her now, including the confused Lyla's. "He said something to me… Before Juicy showed up. Something about Tara."

She swore she heard Donna growl. The dark haired girl looked over to where Tara was sitting at a table across the cafeteria, alone, waiting for someone. "That stupid, no good, low life gash. I'm so gonna…." she ranted, beginning to get out of her seat.

Opie, however, put a hand on his girlfriend's shoulder and pushed her back down in her seat without removing his gaze from Jax's. The two were seeming to have a silent conversation, which was confirmed when Jax gave Opie an almost imperceptive nod. Without another word, Opie stood up and left the cafeteria.

Lennan groaned and put her head down on her arms on the table. Jax sighed and began rubbing her back with a ringed hand. "What is he going to do?" Her question was muffled, almost drowned out by the noise of the other students in the crowded room.

Jax shrugged and bit into his piece of pizza, chewing slowly. He swallowed hard when Lennan raised her head and glared at him with bright blue eyes. "He's just going to find the prick and see what he's up to."

Juice looked toward the table Tara was sitting at, before stopping his fork midway to his mouth. The few pieces of macaroni on it fell back to his plate as he turned to Jax and said, "He doesn't have to look far. King Asshole has just made his entrance."

The entire table turned to look at the door on the far side of the cafeteria as Josh Kohn walked in with his head held high. He peered around slightly before his eyes landed on Lennan, whose blue eyes were ice. Kohn smirked slightly, giving her a little wave. His smirk grew when he noticed the glare Jax was shooting at him, and Lennan's restraining hand on his arm.

Kohn continued to walk into the room, and Lennan could feel the surprise of her friends as the boy stopped at Tara's table. It was safe to say that their gasps were audible to the entire student body when Kohn pulled Tara into a hard, passionate kiss.

Lennan and her friends stared at each other with wide eyes. "This just got really fucking interesting," Jax muttered. Lennan nodded blankly in return, dreading the days to come.

Luckily for Lennan, she had the last three periods of the day after lunch with Opie and Jax. She felt safer with the two of them sitting on either side of her in the back of the classroom. She was particularly grateful for their presence when Kohn stepped into 12th period Economics. The smirking boy sate in the front of the class, but angled his body so he could send a leer toward Lennan every now and then.

Nothing eventful happened, though, and Lennan found herself breathing a deep sigh of relief when the bell rang, signaling the end of the school day. She ran down the hallway, thanking God that she didn't see Kohn or Tara on the way. Throwing her books into her locker, she sprinted out to the parking lot where Jax was already waiting by his bike, talking to Juice and Opie.

The blonde smiled as he saw Lennan approach, grabbing her around the waist and pulling her into a kiss that left the girl breathless. Hearing a cough, the two broke away to see smirks on their friends' faces. Juice said his goodbyes, promising to stop by the shop later that night, and Opie left to take Donna home. Most of the parking lot had emptied.

Jax smiled down at Lennan's tired, blue eyes. "You wanna go for that ride?" he asked, running his ringed fingers through her hair. Lennan shut her eyes and smiled, turning into his touch in the way he loved. She nodded her head slightly, a small smile on her lips.

The two spent several hours riding around the outskirts of Charming. Lennan kept her face buried in Jax's back, her nose taking in his leather and smoke smells. Eventually, she tapped him on the shoulder and yelled over the wind for him to find somewhere to stop. He took her up to the streams, parking under a tree. It was relatively empty in the area, with only an older couple picnicking several hundred yards away and a man fishing with his little girl in the water.

Lennan stiffly got off the back of the bike, taking the helmet off of her sweat dampened hair. Stretching, she handed the helmet to Jax before taking a seat against the base of the tree. Jax plopped down next to her, looking out at the man and his daughter. The little girl's squealing at the bait in the plastic cup on the ground in front of her wafted up to the two, earning a chuckle from Jax. Lennan smiled at the sound and picked a piece of grass, peeling it apart.

Jax heaved a sigh and laid down, looking up at her. "What's wrong, darlin'?" he asked, taking her hand in his. He examined her black nail polish, running his thumb over the smoothness.

Lennan shrugged. "I'm just tired. It was a very eventful day. I didn't expect Kohn to have it out for me."

Jax tensed and looked at her again. "I'm gonna talk to Tig and Clay about it. Something needs to be done."

Lennan shook her head, taking her hand from his and running it through her hair. She stood up and began pacing in front of him. He watched through his eyelashes.

"No, Jax," she said finally. "Don't do that. It doesn't need to be taken care if by the Club. You know how daddy is. Clay is almost as bad. They'll kill him."

Jax sat up, leaning against the tree and continued watching Lennan with irritated and worried eyes. "Exactly," was all he said.

Lennan stopped walking and turned to stare at him. "Are you kidding me?" she exclaimed. "Jax! He's a teenager! You can't just cut his life short because he's acting like a weirdo!"

Jax stood up in a huff, prowling over to Lennan, who stood her ground. "And why not?" he asked, stormily. "He threatened you. He's made it known that he wants to do you harm. Why shouldn't we have the Club handle it?"

"Because I'm more than the Club's property!" she yelled, throwing her hands in the air. She noticed the older couple jump at her exclamation and look her way. When they noticed Jax's cut, they turned back to their meal and their conversation, ignoring the two arguing teens. Apparently, they belonged to the percentage of citizens in Charming who weren't bothered by the Sons' presence.

Jax glared at Lennan, watching her as she began to pace back and forth again. "I never said you were," he growled. "I just think it would be best to act before the situation gets out of hand."

"Seriously? Your solution for avoiding a situation 'getting out of hand' is killing someone? Jesus Christ, Jax!" She stopped pacing and looked him in the eye, pointing her finger at him. "I may not have known JT, but I sure as hell know his legacy. What would he think about this? Brains before fucking bullets, remember?"

Jax flared his nostrils before grabbing Lennan by the shoulders, shaking her slightly. "If someone threatened Gemma the way Kohn is threatening you, he sure as HELL would act the way I'm acting now!"

Lennan pushed him off of her and turned her back to him. Crossing her arms over her chest, she huffed, "That's completely different, Jax. Gemma was his wife!"

"But he loved her! And I love you! What's the damn difference!" Jax shouted. He then completely froze, realizing what he had just said.

Lennan slowly turned to face the man of her dreams, her eyes wide and jaw hanging lose. Jax looked at her fearfully, his eyes just as wide. "Did you just… Say. You love me?" Lennan asked slowly, taking a couple of steps toward the terrified young man.

Jax swallowed hard, then nodded his head slightly. "Yeah. I did. I love you, Lennan. I have for years. I don't want anything to happen to you. And if I can do anything to prevent you from getting hurt, I'll do it."

Lennan smiled, closing the distance between the two. She was feeling lightheaded and her heart was beating in overtime, but her body was singing at his words. Taking Jax's face in her hands, she stood on her toes and whispered, "I love you too, blondie." She pressed her lips against his roughly.

He returned the kiss immediately. Winding his arms around her waist, Jax pulled Lennan up his body so that she had to wrap her legs around his hips. He nibbled on her bottom lip, causing her to gasp slightly. Jax took advantage and slipped his tongue into her mouth, stroking it against hers slowly. Lennan moaned slightly, causing Jax to lose his breath. His head was swimming with how much he wanted her, but he knew that it couldn't be here and now.

Regretfully, Jax broke the kiss, pecking Lennan's swollen lips a couple of times before setting her back on her unsteady feet. He lightly gripped the hair at the base of her neck, tilting her head so that her glazed eyes could stare into his. "I love you, Lennan. I won't kill him… yet. But I do have to tell your dad. I have a feeling that we shouldn't take his treats lightly. I'll keep you safe, though."

"I love you, too. And I know you will, Jax." Lennan responded, running her hand through his tangled blonde hair. She smiled softly before saying, "Now kiss me again."

Jax smirked, giving her what she asked for.

It happened! I hope it wasn't too rushed. But I feel like this is this is the right time in the story for them to admit their love. Let me know what you guys think!