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//Is that Lady Liberty?//

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//Is that Lady Liberty?//

Warnings: None.

     GEN RUNS INSIDE THE POLICE STATION

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     GEN RUNS INSIDE THE POLICE STATION. She walks up to the front desk. "Hi, yes. I need to see someone." She says obviously in a hurry. 

"Name please." The lady says. 

"Um. JJ Maybank." She sighs. 

"Alright. Your name please." 

"Genevieve Webber." Gen says. She leans against the desk. 

"Alright. I'll be right back." The lady walks away. Gen stands there for what feels like forever. Peterkin walks over to her.

"Genni, what are you doing here?" She asks. 

"I need to see JJ." Gen sighs. 

    Peterkin takes Gen over to A room and brings JJ in. They both sit across from each other, Peterkin walks out. "Why are you here?" JJ asks. 

"Because, I'm waiting for the transaction to go through. And I'd rather you sit at this table than in a cell." Gen says. She sighs. "I was gonna take the blame. I just needed a few minutes. Rafe must've told Topper. I'm sorry." Gen mumbles. But JJ heard her.\

"It's okay, Gen. You should be with Pope getting ready." JJ shrugs. "Jail is nothing."

"It is when Luke Maybank if your father." Gen scoffs. She realizes what she said. "I am... SO sorry." She pleads.

"It's alright, Gen." JJ says. Peterkin walks into the room. 

"JJ, you're free to go." She sighs. Gen gives JJ a light smile.

     "Where's JJ again?" Pope asks, as Gen fixes his tie

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     "Where's JJ again?" Pope asks, as Gen fixes his tie.

"Again, I took him to John B. He's gonna be okay." She assures.

"Well he kinda went to jail because of me!" Pope exclaims. 

"No. He didn't. He went to jail because he decided to take the blame for you." Gen reassures. 

"He took the blame because he didn't want ME to get in trouble!" Pope shouts. She finishes his tie and pats on his chest. 

"Pope Heyward, listen to me, JJ is okay. You're okay. We're okay. You guys just hit a bump in the road. And that's okay. You'll all figure it out." Gen smiles.

"How are you so positive all the time? We're going through a crisis!" Pope says in his worried high pitch voice.

"Because, it's the best way to be." She grins. Pope lets a smile loose. "See, theres that smile we all know and love!" She exclaims. They both laugh. 

     Once they get ready and done. They head to the country club. As soon as they get there, Pope heads off to find Kie, but he brings Gen with him. "You ever seen this many kooks in one place?" Kie asks. 

"Yeah. Last year." Pope says.

"We're in the lions den... Anyway, have you heard from JJ?" Kie asks. Pope looks at Gen.

"Don't worry. He's with John B. I bailed him out earlier. I tried to take him as far away from his dad's house as possible... but everyone lives pretty close, so I took him To JB's." Gen sighs. 

"How do you know about his dad?" Kie asks.

"We're cousins. It's literally my moms brother. Trust me, I kow how he is. An abusive, psycho, alcoholic, maniac, you know everything in between." Gen scoffs. 

"Right, sorry." Kie says. 

"It's alright." Gen shrugs.

"Thank you, for taking care of him." Kiara says. Gen gives her a light smile. 

"It's what family's for. Even if I haven't been the best cousin ever, I still wanna be there for him." Gen shrugs. Everyone starts clapping. The three look up and see the Cameron's walking out. Morgan hanging off of Rafe's shoulder. "Is that lady liberty?" Gen asks, looking at Rose's head piece. Pope and Kiara try to stifle their laughs.

"You are JJ, oh my god." Kiara laughs. 

"She's gonna poke someone's eye out with that." Pope says. The three of them let out a laugh, causing people to look there way. Gen bows, and blows a kiss. Kiara and Pope follow her actions and bow. Everyone goes silent. "This is a cult." Pope whispers. Gen and Kiara laugh and they pull Pope into the crowd. 

     All night, Morgan has been shooting Gen dirty looks. But, gen's mostly ignored it. And Rafe's been staring her down like a hawk. Gen's been trying to give Kie and Pope alone time, it's so obvious he has a thing for her. Gen walks around when she get's stopped by JJ, holding a tray. "Don't let your eye off of me." He whispers. He walks away. Gen stands there in confusion. But follows far behind him. She tries to look over the crowd. Before she knows it. A group of guys are chasing him. She pushes past the crowd to find him. They all run into a bathroom. Once she walks in, she sees Kelce holding him, and Rafe acting like he's gonna hit him. Gen gasps loud, causing everyone to look at her. 

"Let go of him!" She scoffs. She pushes Kelce off of JJ and grabs JJ's arm. "Let's grab a drink, okay?" She asks. 

"Sounds good to me, G. Aye I like y'all's suits though. Looking spiffy. You powerpuff girls have fun." JJ says. She pushes him out of the bathroom. She takes another look at all the guys. 

"You all look SO stupid. Grow up. And your suits are ugly. Light blue and light pink? Seriously?" She scoffs and walks out. Rafe rushes after her though. He grabs onto her arm. "Let go of me!" She pulls away. But he grabs onto her again.

"No! Just- Just listen to me! God you are so stubborn. Just listen to me! Gen. I didn't want you to come here with Pope. I wanted you to come here with me." He admits. Gen shakes her head.

"You're drunk." She scoffs. 

"No. I'm not. Well I am. But I wanted to be here with you. Not Morgan. God, you're crazy if you think I'd willingly come here with her. I did it to make you jealous. Which obviously didn't work!" Rafe says. 

"You're just saying that to make me hate you less right now." G says, on the verge of tears. 

"I'm not, Gen. Hate me all you want. But I need you to know." Rafe sighs. He runs his hands through his hair and walks away. Leaving Gen, alone, again. 

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