John B then let's go of the picture and it goes flying out the window.
" No, no, no, stop. Please stop!" JB says, panicking.
" My picture, it's the last picture of my dad!" JB yells, and I think I may know what he's trying to do, so I sneakily grab my bag with one hand.
" Not gonna happen, kid." The officer says.
" Come on, Cheryl, just stop the car." John B pleas.
" Please, that's all I got left." John B explains.
" Pull over." Cheryl tells the cop.
" You want me to pull over?" The officer asks.
" Just pull over." Cheryl replies.
" Thank you." John B says, as the car stops.
The cop gets out of the car and starts looking around.
" Cheryl, can we help him look?" John B asks, looking back at the cop.
" He's got it." Cheryl answers.
The cop puts his hands up after a few seconds to say that he can't find it.
" This idiot, he's not looking in the right place. It's gonna get trashed. Cheryl, please." John B pleas.
" It's my final keepsake of my dad. Are you really gonna let that happen?" John B asks.
" Please, I'm begging you." John B says.
" Make it quick." Cheryl says, giving in and unlocking the door.
" Yes ma'am." We say and move toward our own doors.
" Thanks, Cheryl." John B says before grabbing his bag and running, I copy him.
" Later, Thomas!" JB yells as we run away from the car and cop.
We run across the street and jump a fence, almost getting hit by two cars.
We jump the fence and run through the cemetery and turn right, running along the street.
" Hey, what's up Jorge?" We ask, eyeing his bikes.
" Look, there's a snow leopard." I say, making him look while we steal the bikes.
" Yo, what the hell?!" Jorge shouts as we get on the bikes.
" Sorry, bro!" We yell back, taking off.
" I'll give it back, I promise!" JB yells.
" I swear, we'll leave them at the park!" I promise Jorge.
We turn into someone's yard.
" Watch out, coming in hot!" JB yells as we pedal across their yard to see there's a ramp.
" Fuck!" I yell, but still commit to the jump.
We land the jump and the kids cheer for us.
Then we hit a chain, and go flying off the bikes, and into the street.
I land on my back, hard.
" Shit!" I yell, still on the floor.
" Who put the chain there?" JB asks, making me chuckle a bit.
" Did you guys just yeet over that fence?" I hear someone ask, I look up to see Sarah Cameron standing over us.
She then sees blood on JB's shirt and steps over me to pull up JB's shirt and look at it.
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Pogue on Pogue- JJ Maybank
Fanfiction16 yr old Makena Johnson and JJ Maybank along with the other pogues are family and have been since 3rd grade. Makena and the pogues are brothers and sisters, except for JJ. JJ is Makena's best friend and truely understands what she goes through. Mak...