" 𝐢𝐟 𝐢 𝐜𝐨𝐮𝐥𝐝 𝐬𝐞𝐞 𝐭𝐡𝐫𝐨𝐮𝐠𝐡 𝐰𝐚𝐥𝐥𝐬 𝐢 𝐜𝐨𝐮𝐥𝐝 𝐬𝐞𝐞 𝐲𝐨𝐮 𝐟𝐚𝐤𝐢𝐧'
𝐢𝐟 𝐲𝐨𝐮 𝐜𝐨𝐮𝐥𝐝 𝐬𝐞𝐞 𝐦𝐲 𝐭𝐡𝐨𝐮𝐠𝐡𝐭𝐬 𝐲𝐨𝐮 𝐰𝐨𝐮𝐥𝐝 𝐬𝐞𝐞 𝐨𝐮𝐫 𝐟𝐚𝐜𝐞𝐬... "
a story in which two teenagers from two separate social...
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───── ❝ CHAPTER 4 PART 3 ❞ ─────
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we were all laughing in the van as john b drove us to the cove. as usual, john b and kie were in the front as pope, jj, and i all sat in the back. for the first time in what felt like forever, jj didn't even smoke on the drive there. maybe my constant persuasion finally paid off.
the group arrived as we made a small campfire and all sat around it. pope made his way to one of the logs we'd placed and sat down.
"hey, guys. so, like, my dad's already gonna kill me so... what's this mandatory meeting about?" pope asked monotonously.
"yeah and my boyfriend's probably gonna kill me too..." i added on as i held up a finger, pointing in pope's direction.
"might as well tell 'em, man, before we're gaffed." jj said as him and john b made eye contact.
"you ready for this?" john b looked at pope and i who were sharing a log with jj.
"yeah..." kie turned to us then to john b who was next to her.
"so," john b paused, "the gold never went down with the royal merchant." the boy uttered.
"oh, my god. here we go again with this." pope put his head in his hands.
"no. alright, wait. hear him out, all right?" jj leaned forward and looked over me at pope.
"it's been here the whole time." john b slightly smirked at kie, "it's on the island."
"are you serious?" her eyes widened as she turned to him again.
"so you're telling me... we've been searching in the entirely wrong places and have been borderline breaking laws... when it's been on land this whole time??" i tried to verbalize the thoughts i was thinking.
