𝐇𝐄𝐋𝐋 𝐂𝐀𝐓 / / 𝐉𝐉 𝐌𝐀𝐘𝐁𝐀𝐍𝐊

CHAPTER 12

"Stealing Drone's makes me hungry."

Turns out that by some miracle, they had managed to pull it off. Despite Bobby being alerted to the break in, JJ had managed to distract his dog long enough for John B and Pope to get the drone out of there and into the twinkie. Bobby found JJ hiding up a ladder away from Tebow but the blonde had managed to talk himself out of it. When questioned on what he said, he shrugged and simply stated that it wasn't for them to worry about, and honestly? None of them did, whatever JJ had said worked like a charm. Bobby believed him, and he walked away without any trouble, and the piece of the puzzle that would lead them to the gold.

"Boy, what I would do to a beer, shrimp and grits right now." JJ pushed open the side door, holding his hand out for Stella.

"I've not eaten in two whole days," she pouted. "Richy got me a pizza and I had to bail when you guys came."

"Cold pizza tastes better, though."

"You're not wrong Pope."

Kie looked at her friends with a smile and a shake of her head, knowing how this was going to play out. "Let me go ask my dad if we can have some left overs, alright? But behave when, no scaring the customers."

Kiara's family owned one of the best restaurants in town, they worked hard to support the Kook lifestyle that they led. It was popular with the locals as well as the tourists, serving up freshly caught seafood as well as daily specials. Kie had tried to get Stella a job there once, insisting that the pay was good and the tips where better, but she denied the request. Stella knew she couldn't hold her tongue at the best of times, and she definitely wouldn't be able to hold it in front of snobby Kook's. Plus, Mike Carrera wasn't exactly the biggest fan of Stel, or rather the Swayer family in general. He had gone to school with Denny, and the two had chosen very different paths in life and well, Mike thought his self righteous path made him better than those who he left behind in the Cut.

"Hey dad." The bell rang above the door, the Pogue's strutted into the lightly lit restauraunt as Kie approached her father with Stella hot on her heel. "How'd we do?"

Mike sighed, watching as youngest Swayer led the group further into the restauraunt. "Didn't turn over once."

"It's probably just bad luck from the storm."

The rest of them decided to let Kie work her magic on her father as they tried to find a table away from the few people that remained. She felt JJ's hand grab at her hips and she spun around to silentally tell him to stop, though soon found herself distracted by the food that a couple of Tourons where munching down on. "Fuck, that looks good."

John B turned his back, attempting to be discreet. "So hungry." He grumbled.

"Fucking same dude." JJ said, unable to tear his eyes away.

Stella grabbed his face, turning his chin to look at her. "Don't stare, it's rude."

"Since when did you develop manners?" He snorted.

"Since I haven't eaten in two days and Mr C might just give us free food if we behave!" She whisper shouted, placing her hands over his that where still holding her skin. "I'm practically wasting away here."

"Hey!" Pope nudged JJ, causing him, Stella and John B to look up and follow his line of sight. Mike and Kie where both staring at them, her eyes where soft with admiration where as her fathers held some sort of resentment. Yet, the four of them waved over to the duo in an attempt to look as innocent as possible.

"Ya' think it worked?" Stella whispered when they both looked away, resuming their conversation.

"I hope so." JJ muttered back, the group standing still as they eagerly waited for approval.