Sarah walks back into the room with rubbing alcohol and a first aid kit.
John B and Sarah sit on the couch in front of me while I stop spinning and just sit there, watching them.
" Lift up your shirt." Sarah tells him, opening the kit.
" That's gotta be disinfected." She tells him, grabbing the rubbing alcohol, and a cotton pad.
" Is that rubbing alcohol?" John B asks.
" Too bad it's not my kind of alcohol, I could use some of that right now." I say, chuckling. JB also laughs.
" Yes." Sarah says, answering JB's question.
" It's the only way to be safe." Sarah says, pouring the alcohol onto the cotton pad.
I go to make a sex joke but JB stops me.
" Don't even." John B tells me.
" I didn't do anything!" I say, putting my hands up in defense.
" But I know you, and you were about to." John B tells me.
" Ok, Mom." I mock him, putting my hands down and watching them.
" Close your eyes. On the count of 3." Sarah says.
" One, two." Sarah says and puts the rubbing alcohol on the wound.
" Oh!" John B yells.
" Shh!" Sarah says, putting her hand over JB's mouth, and I start dying of laughter. I put my hand over my mouth to muffle it though.
" My god." Sarah says, taking her hand off JB's mouth.
" Sorry." John B says.
" I've never heard anyone whine like that before." Sarah complains.
" Haven't you met your boyfriend?" I ask, I meant to mumble it but it came out regularly.
" Makena." JB scolds. Sarah looks at me angrily but keeps wiping at JB's wound.
" Stop." John B says, hitting her hand away.
" Excuse you." Sarah says.
" Sorry, sorry." John B apologizes.
" Who is the dude on the wall?" John B asks, looking at the giant portrait on the wall.
" It's Denmark Tammy, founder of Tannyhill." Sarah explains.
" Founder?" JB asks.
" Yeah." Sarah answers.
" So how did a slave, found a cotton plantation?" JB asks.
" He was a free man. He's kind of a mystery, showed up out of nowhere." Sarah explains.
" And paid for all of the land around here in gold." Sarah says. That interests me and JB.
" In gold?" We ask.
" Yeah." She answers and JB stands up.
" I'm not finished, Sancho." Sarah says.
I get up and walk over to him.
" Are you thinking what I'm thinking?" I ask JB quietly.
" What are you thinkin'?" John B asks.
" That we should get tacos." I say sarcastically.
"Really?" JB asks.
" No, you idiot. That he found the Royal Merchant gold." I explain.
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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...
