CHAPTER THREE // LIGHTS, CAMERA, ACTION

A SMIRK TOOK OVER PRESLEY'S FACE AS SHE LAID NEXT TO LYLA.  Today was her first official day working at CaraCara and she was already shooting scenes with the blonde she met only a few days ago. It wasn't anything new to Presley though, she was use to meeting someone for a less amount of time before having to shoot scenes with them.

The bright lights shining down on her made her face full of makeup feel heavy as her bright red lips pouted at Lyla. It was times like this when the camera was on her that she put on her most confident act, it was when her alter persona took over — Dani California.

"Cut!" Luann yelled from her spot in the directors chair. "We got what we needed for today girls. You both did great." The petite blonde smiled as she walked towards Presley and Lyla.

"Thanks, Luann." Presley smiled as she sat up on the large bed that had been set up for the scenes between herself and Lyla.

Presley grabbed her robe from the floor and quickly wrapped it around her barely clothed body. Now that the camera weren't rolling all of her self conscious had quickly returned.

"Hey, it was really great working with you today." Lyla said as she wrapped her own robe around herself. "Most new girls try so hard to be over dramatic so they get noticed more, but not you. It was refreshing working with someone who knows what they're doing." The blonde said with a smile, a sigh of relief escaping her lips.

Presley nodded, giving Lyla a smile. She knew exactly what the blonde meant. Whenever she had worked with a new girl or guy they always tried to make sure they were seen and heard even if the scenes didn't necessarily call for the dramatics.

"I know what you mean. It can be really fucking frustrating especially when you just want to finish your scenes." The brunette said as she gathered her wavy hair into a ponytail.

"Yes!" Lyla agreed with a nod. "I mean, not all of us can spending all day doing this. Some of us do have kids and shit." She said as the two girls made their way off of the set and walked towards the dressing rooms together.

"Tell me about it." Presley agreed as they entered the empty dressing room. "I haven't had the time to find a good babysitter yet, but I've been lucky enough to have Gemma looking for one." She said with a sigh as she sat down in front of the lighted mirror and began wiping her makeup off of her face.

Gemma had been nice enough to watch Keely while she worked, and if Gemma wasn't available then Neeta, the lovely woman who babysat for Jax's son offered to watch Keely. Presley was appreciative of everything Gemma and the club was doing for her in the short of amount of time since she moved to Charming. She hadn't seen these people in years yet here they were offering her help right away. It made her feel truly welcomed.

"I'm sure Neeta would offer to watch her full time if it came down to it." Lyla stated matter of factly as she pulled on her jeans.

"I'm sure she would, but I don't think Jax's girlfriend would be too fond of that." The Munson woman said with a sigh as she rolled her now makeup free hazel eyes.

Tara Knowles wasn't someone Presley knew well. She had only met the doctor only a handful of times since arriving in town, but it was painfully obvious that she didn't like Presley or even care to get to know her. Presley wasn't one to step on other people's toes and if having Neeta watching Keely full time would somehow insult the doctor then she'd continue to have Gemma look for someone else.

"She's got a stick up her ass." The blonde stated matter of factly as she pulled a tank top over her head. "She's always got something bitchy to say." Lyla added with a roll of her eyes as she gathered up her things.

"Yeah I kind of figured that." Presley said with a soft sigh as she quickly pulled on her jeans and an old worn Van Halen t-shirt that once belonged to her ex.

"Don't let her get to you." Lyla smiled as the two exited the room.

"I'll try not too." Presley promised as they exited CaraCara. "I'll see you around, Lyla." She smiled, giving the blonde a small wave before getting into her car and driving off towards TM.

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"HEY, GEMMA." Presley greeted the older woman with a smile as she stepped into the office at Teller-Morrow.

Gemma looked up from the computer, her glasses sitting on her nose as she smiled softly as the young Munson woman. It had been years since Gemma last saw Bobby's daughter, and to say she was surprised when she showed up a few weeks ago with her car full of her shit and little girl in her arms would be an understatement, but Gemma was happy. She knew how lonely Bobby was — even if he didn't say it out loud.

"Hey, baby." Gemma stood up from the desk and made her way towards Presley. "Everything go okay at CaraCara?" She asked, raising an eyebrow towards the young brunette.

Gemma didn't need to know the details of Presley's job. She knew what the job title of a porn star entitled she didn't need a description of her day, but she did want to make sure Luann was treating Bobby's daughter and SAMCRO royalty the right way.

"Yeah." Presley nodded. "Everything went fine." She assured Gemma with a smile. "Where's Keely? Did she give you any problems?"

Presley knew her daughter well and Keely wasn't one to give anyone problems, but she was still four years old and could have a little temper tantrum from time to time.

"She's with her best friend in the clubhouse." Gemma laughed as a smirk took her over face. "Please sweetie, that little girl could never give me problems. She's an angel."

A laugh left her lips, she knew exactly who Gemma was speaking about. Ever since Keely had met Opie a few nights ago the four year old had become obsessed with the large biker. Keely was naturally a people person, she enjoyed meeting new people and having friends even at her young age, but how quickly she warmed up to Opie still surprised Presley a little bit.

"Thanks for watching her, Gemma. I'm gonna go save Opie from her and then head out." Presley said as she exited the office.

Gemma watched Presley walk towards the clubhouse with a smirk on her face. The SAMCRO queen could feel something brewing in her bones, something that she believed both Opie and Presley needed in their lives. Gemma shook her head before turning on her heel and getting back to work.

PRESLEY SPOTTED OPIE THE MOMENT she stepped inside the dim clubhouse. A smile formed on her face as her hazel eyes noticed the large man sitting on the couch with Keely cuddled into his side. The curly haired child was fast asleep with her favorite stuffed turtle in her one hand while her other hand had a hold of Opie's leather kutte.

The brunette quietly made her way towards the pair with a smile on her face, staring at Opie the entire time as he held a smile on his own face.

"I'm sorry." Presley apologized in a whisper as she stood in front of Opie and a sleeping Keely. "I hope she didn't bother you."

Opie shook his head as he smiled at Presley, "not at all. She's my best friend after all." He stated matter of factly with a small chuckle.

"I'll carry her out to the car if you want." Opie offered as Keely stirred in her sleep.

He wanted to spend more time with Presley even if was only a few seconds. Opie had found himself smiling whenever he saw her or thought about it. It made him feel weird — in a good way. It had been so long since he even thought about another woman, but there was something about Presley Munson. He wanted to know more about her and he wanted to spend more time with her and Keely. The curly haired four year old was like a breath of fresh air in the SAMCRO clubhouse.

"Okay." She nodded with a smile. "Thank you."

Opie nodded as he slowly picked Keely up his arms, hoping she didn't wake, smiling when she didn't and only clung on tighter to him. He nodded towards the door motioning for Presley to go ahead of him.

The sun was bright as they exited the clubhouse. Presley's boots clicked across the pavement as she walked quickly towards her car, opening the back door for Opie as he slowly placed Keely in her car seat, buckling her in quickly and without her waking up.

"You're a pro at that." Presley commented as she gently shut the door. "Thank, Opie. I really appreciate it." She smiled up at him.

"Not a problem." He smiled. "I'll see you around." He said while mentally cursing himself for not saying something better than that.

"Of course you will. You're Keely's best friend after all." She laughed before giving him a small wave and getting into her car and driving away with a large smile on her face.

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