𝐒𝐄𝐗 𝐖𝐈𝐓𝐇 𝐌𝐘 𝐄𝐗, ˢᵃʳᵃʰ ᶜᵃᵐᵉʳᵒⁿ

v. agatha

"WAIT, HE WHAT?" JJ asked his best friend as they sat on her bed together.

Emma let out a heavy sigh when she sprawled herself out, arms waving above her head before landing back on the bed. "He kissed me!" She sat back up, grabbing JJ's face. "I mean, can you seriously believe it? That boy had the hots for me?! Of all people!"

JJ laughed at the girl. Glad to see her smiling, laughing and joking around. "Well, I can see where he's coming from." JJ winked at the girl.

She raised an eyebrow. "Oh yeah?" Emma leaned forward a bit, their lips only inches apart. "Kiss me then."

JJ smirked, easily playing along with her as he too leaned closer, before a grin played at his lips. "How badly do you wish I was Sarah, right now?" He whispered.

Emma's face contorted into disgust. "Get away from me." She pushed JJ back before laying down again, groaning in annoyance. JJ rolled his eyes, grabbing her hands and getting her to sit up.

"Okay, okay. Bad joke." He pushed a strand of Emma's hair behind her ear. "I'm sorry." He spoke softly.

Emma looked at the boy, his face sincere. "I hate her."

JJ nodded. "I know, Bub." He opened his arms. "Come here." Emma crawled over to JJ, wrapping her arms around him as well. "Hurricane's coming tonight."

The girl nodded. "At least the Ferry will be closed, right?" She sniffled. "No DCS tomorrow."

"Yeah." JJ smiled though she didn't see it. "That's good."

"Oh." Emma mumbled tiredly. "I wasn't supposed to tell anyone that Pope kissed me, gotta keep that shit under wraps, yeah?"

JJ nodded. " 'Course, you can always count on me to keep your secrets." He kissed her temple, laying back on the bed with the girl in his arms. "Can I sleep in here tonight?" He asked.

"Mmhmm." The two teens drifted off to sleep in each other's arms like they had done many times before.

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EMMA AND JJ were dead asleep when John B busted through the girl's bedroom door. "JJ, Em!" The blonde boy jumped, startled awake by his friend. "You guys been outside?"

"I have polio, bro." JJ groaned. "I can't walk."

"Seriously, man?" John B rolled his eyes.

"Shh. You're gonna wake sleeping beauty." JJ gestured to the girl by his side who lightly snored.

John B shook his head. "Whatever, I'm gonna go check it out." He exited the room, leaving the door wide open.

JJ looked down at the sleeping girl before shaking her. "Em." She slapped his hand away. "Don't play with me. Get up."

Her face scrunched up. "You get up." Shoving him before pulling the blanket over her head. JJ rolled his eyes, standing and yanking the cover away.

"I said don't play with me."

Emma sat up, looking at the boy angrily. "Okay, Mom." She got to her feet, moving passed him, into the living room, walking out to the backyard where her brother was out in the grass, taking in the damage Hurricane Agatha had caused.

"Agatha did some work huh?" JJ called from behind Emma as he made his way to the front of the porch to stand next to her.

"Yeah she did." John B called back. JJ popped open a beer, taking a swig then burping.

"You're gross." Emma stepped down from the porch and walked over to the HMS Pouge, their little green boat, that at the moment, was covered in fallen branches. She helped her brother begin to clean up the boat.

JJ also walked over, looking at John B. "Whatcha thinkin'?" He asked.

John B hopped up onto the Pouge. "I'm thinkin' that storm pushed all the crabs out on the marsh maze." He answered. "All those drum are gonna chase the crab."

"What about that DCS thing?"

Emma laughed. "Didn't we have this conversation last night?" She ran her fingers along the scratched up paint on the side of the boat, making a mental note to probably fix it up.

"No way they're gettin' on a ferry." John B told him. "Come on, think about it. It's God telling us to fish." Holding a branch out to sky for emphasis.

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EMMA LAID BACK on a towel, sunglasses covering her eyes. The boys stood at the front, occasionally asking others how they were doing after the storm.

"Well look who we have here." John B pulled up to a dock where Pope was working, hosing things down next to a homemade sigh that read, BRING IT ON AGGIE YOU BITCH. Emma chuckled at it. "We have a safety meeting. Attendance mandatory." The brunette boy explained.

"I can't, my pop's got me on lock down." Pope told them.

JJ pretended to speak into a walkie-talkie. "You're dad's a pussy, over."

"Oh, I heard that, you little bastard." The man, Heyward, himself strolled down the dock, pointing at JJ.

"We need your son." John B said to the man.

Emma sat up, waving and smiling. "Morning, Heyward. You and the Mrs. make it through alright?" She asked.

"We're still standin' sweetheart." He smiled back to her with a nod.

"Island rules." JJ piped up. "Day after a hurricane's a free day." He informed Heyward.

"Who the hell made that up?" The man questioned.

"Uh... Pentagon, I think? We have security clearance." JJ began digging through his pocket. "I have a card."

Heyward shook his head. "You think I'm stupid?"

"Of course not."

"Not at all.

Pope inched toward the boat. "I'll do it tomorrow. I promise."

"Hell no. You doin' it right now." Heyward countered. Pope dropped the hose, making a run for it. "Boy, if you get in that boat-"

"Go, go, go." Pope ushered in slight panic.

"Bring your ass back up here!" Heyward demanded his son.

"I promise I'll do it tomorrow, dad." Pope nodded.

"When you get back, you gonna clean shrimp, you gonna clean fish, you gonna clean your dirty ass room!" Heyward shouted as the boat moved further away.

"Bye Pops!" John B yelled over his shoulder, Emma waving goodbye to him.

They were going to pick up Kie, Emma was finally going to be able to catch a break and hangout with her friends. She was grateful for moments like these.

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