The pogues are back and this time, in the bahamas. Back in the G game baby! Brinley, Kie, JJ, and Pope still mourning the loss of John B and Sarah, figure out how to carry on their legacy and find the gold. Will John B and Sarah be alive? Are Brinle...
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I looked at all four of our phones as we sat in the school courtyard. "Okay, this has to be some sort of sick joke, like it can't actually be them!"
Kie sat on the table and sent a message the unknown number. After a few seconds we got a reply reading "is JJ there?" I got up and ran to sit by JJ eventhough I was already in the groupchat, the anticipation was killing me.
JJ responded letting him know he was here and my heart immediately started racing. The number sent back "Did you pimp my short board?" and we all laughed in relief. It was him. John B and Sarah were alive.
Later that afternoon we gathered down by the dock at the wreck. "Hi Mrs. C!" I shouted as I walked through the door behind JJ.
"Hello Brinley! Hey Kiara, I need those setups done by five!" She yelled to Kie whose smiled dropped at those words, which then turned into a snarky comment.
We sat down and talked about our plans for the bahamas.
"So we going to the bahamas or what?" JJ asked the group while dropping his backpack.
"My parents would kill me if I up and left to go to the bahamas without their permission. They barely let me hangout with you guys." I looked at JJ as if he said the worst thing possible.
"So they'll let you hang with your boyfriend that's a killer but not your friends who are trying to prove him guilty?" JJ glared at me. All the energy I had was to roll my eyes and flip him off.
"Agreed. There's no way we're getting to the bahamas." Pope mentioned. He was right.
"John B's gonna get nabbed sooner or later. So if we're gonna clear his name , we need to have done it yesterday." Kie replied to Pope and I. She was also right. If we wanted to help, the least we could do is prove John B wasn't guilty.
"I'll tell you how we do it. We kidnap Rafe." I wish you could've seen the glow in his eyes and smile.
"We are not going to kidnap my boyfriend. That's the last thing you'll do." I sat up straight.
"Are you defending him? What, are you trying to protect your little murderer of a boy toy so he doesn't get hurt in jail?" JJ made fake crying faces at me.
"Would you two shut up? You know torture is a war crime?" Kie barged into our conversation.
After shutting down JJ's idea, Pope came up with a different plan that was actually not a bad idea. We jumped into Kie's car and headed off to our mission.
I sat in the back with JJ and watched him load his gun, which was terrifying if you've ever seen him handle one.
"Could you maybe not do that? I would love to live and get home to my family." I looked at him as he loaded the last bullet.
Pope and Kie turned around and shot down JJ's idea again...no pun intended. "Or we just tickle the wire." Pope showed us his airpods.
JJ and I looked at each other and Kie quickly turned her head to Pope. He then explained how we would "tickle the wire" if you will.
"Okay I think that's his house over there." We all turned our heads into the direction of the house. "Alright, honk or uh...or yell if you see something suspicious." Pope unbuckled his seat belt as Kie spoke to him.
These two were more confusing and complicated then Rafe and I. They either were friends or friends who kissed from time to time.
Kie, JJ, and I waited in the car while Pope planted his phone inside the car. It was quiet until JJ decided to ask questions.
"In the bedroom, is he like, kinda freaky, cause it's Pope, you know?" JJ looked at Kie in hopes of a response. I couldn't help but feel a pit of disgust. That's the last thing I wanted to know about especially because it was Pope.
Kie's head snapped back into JJ's direction and I tried my best to hold in my laughter while keeping a straight face. "Why are you asking?"
It was almost like JJ got nervous. "I don't know. Just kinda curious. Just spitballing here."
Pope finally made it back alive. Thank god because the questions and silence were becoming unbearable! My preference, is to not know what people do in bed.
Once it was dark we finally made the call to Gavin. "I know what happened on the tarmac." Kie spoke into the mic of the phone.
Flashbacks of Rafe shooting Peterkin race through my mind, remembering the exact events of that day. It's traumatizing knowing that the boy I fell in love with could be so ruthless. Did i just say love? Do I love Rafe Cameron?
"It was Rafe Cameron. But you already knew that, and you lied about it." Kie made her statement, meanwhile my stomach was turning.
Gavin got into his car and started driving off. We ducked down and waited for him to pass by as we listened to the audio through Pope's phone. Gavin called Ward. The only thing on my mind was Rafe. Why did I want to protect him so bad?
The phone started cutting out due to us being so far behind. All Pope understood was something about a negotiation and that Gavin was still holding onto the gun Rafe used. Unfortunately Gavin pulled to the side of the road and we had no choice but to continue on. We all started to panic. We ran all over someone's house in figure 8 just trying to regain audio.
Pope stood in panic. "He's meeting ward right now."
WHOOP WHOOP. Here's chapter 2! I hope you guys are enjoying the book so far. Does Brinley really love Rafe? Also do you guys think JJ is jealous? Guess you'll have to find out....
