Dismissed (1) - JJ Maybank

PILOT PT I.

^^^^ The type of jewelry Aria normally has on + outfit ^^^^

"Hey guys," Aria said as she made her way up the front porch of the chateau to meet the rest of her friends.

"Lookie what we got here, eh boys" JJ answered.

"She looks like a fine one, hm maybe a leg model." John B continued their banter as Aria posed with her legs out in front of her.

"As interesting as that may seem I found an under-construction house near the outskirts of Figure Eight, anyone looking for some fun," Aria responded

"Hey Ari, and guys seriously, her legs. Shows what guys really look for." Kie muttered

"Ok wait, everyone knows her face is her prettiest feature," JJ said.

"Awwww thank you JJ, I love that I'm just another pretty face to you. But seriously are we going?"

"Yeah, sure. Why not. JJ you got any beers?" John B, of course, asked about the beers.

"Bro you are literally drinking one right now," JJ muttered looking at his brunette friend.

"Guys I can't lose my scholarship over this, if I do Ari, I am going to murder you." Pope warned.

"C'mon Pope give a girl a break and let's hit it boys and my gorgeous Kie."

...

*Were the pogues and our mission this summer, is to have a good time, all the time*

As the group of teens, all spread around an unfinished house. Kie walking through the house to see what she can find and evidently use against the new soon to be residents, Pope stood near a work desk full of construction tools, and JJ sat up on the scaffolding with Aria passing a blunt together while drinking a beer, and John B, being the dumbass he is, balancing on top of the roof with his beer in hand.

"That's what, a three-story fall to the deck?" Pope questioned, "I give you about a one-in-three chance of survival." Aria turned to look at her friend with a drill in hand.

"Hm," John B said before licking his finger and putting it in the air for the wind. "Should I do it?"

"Yeah, you should jump, I'll shoot you on the way down," Pope answered while pointing his drill acting as if it's a gun towards John B.

"Oh, you'll shoot me?" John B pulled his handguns out and Aria rolled her eyes at his stupidity. "John B please don't be an idiot, I really don't feel like having your ghost haunt us for the rest of the summer," Aria muttered.

"They're gonna have Japanese toilets with towel warmers," Kie stated disgusted with the house already. "Of course they are, why wouldn't they?" JJ questioned rhetorically while giving Aria the blunt and blowing away the smoke in his lungs. "This used to be a habitat, but who cares about the turtles, I guess" Kie continued looking up at John B

"I can't have cold towels," JJ murmured while swatting away Aria from taking his hat. "Can you please not kill yourself." Kie told John B. "Don't spill that beer." JJ said, taking a drink of his own, "I'm not giving you another one."

"5 bucks says he drops the beer." JJ whispered to Aria. "hmm you're on," Aria said, shaking his hand before John B groaned.

"Whoa! Oh, shit." John B said while dropping the beer can which made a loud clan against the deck and the beer spilling around it. "Of course you did, like right after I told you not to, pay up baby," he said while taking a five-dollar note out of Aria's hand as she rolled her eyes. "Great job JB," she said with sarcasm evident in her voice.