𝐁𝐥𝐨𝐧𝐝𝐢𝐞 || 𝗷. 𝗺𝗮𝘆𝗯𝗮𝗻𝗸

-5- 𝐅𝐨𝐫 𝐁𝐢𝐫𝐝 -5-

I was laying in my bed bored out of my mind.

I had a stern talking to by my mom and she called my dad to give me one as well (he wasn't mad though i'm a daddy's girl)

"Attie!" Matty calls from downstairs.

"What?" I reply, sitting up and walking towards my door to peak out downstairs.

My brother was standing at the bottom of the stairs holding a bowl of popcorn.

"Hurry, the movies about to start" he says softly.

I sigh and close my door behind me before heading downstairs and into the screening room to watch the movie.

My mom basically put my nine year old brother in charge of watching me and told me I couldn't leave the house.

With my phone and car privileges being taken for a week and nothing left to do I had to resort to hanging out with my little brother.

There was a faint knock at the door.

"Did you hear that?" Matty asks towards me, his mouth full of popcorn.

"Yeah, I did. And that's disgusting" I reply, scrunching up my face in disgust and heading towards the door.

My mom wasn't coming back until around 8 and it was approximately 5:18.

I opened the door and saw Pope standing outside.

I give him a confused look.

"What are you doing here?" I question.

"It's urgent we need to go now" Pope states, motioning towards the van.

I shake my head.

"No. I'm not coming, y'all are going to have to go without me" I reply flatly before closing the door in his face.

I head back up to my room and look out of the window.

"She says she's not comin' " Pope yells back towards the three teens in the van.

"Why not. What'd you do to her, John B?" JJ asks from the backseat in an upset tone.

Aw I really did miss seeing his face.

"Shit"

There was another knock on my door and chatter before a pair of footsteps could be heard approaching.

John B made his way into my room looking around in awe.

"Hey...uh... what are you doing?" the brunet haired boy asks.

"What does it look like?" I reply back dryly.

"Look sulking can wait, we're about to make history" John B says.

I get up and stare at him.

"Are you concocting again?" I ask lowly.

"Yes. Yes, I'm concocting more than I have ever concocted in my entire life. Look I know you're just trying to be a good friend, and I'm sorry for kissing you" he says.

I look at him confused as to if he could actually hear what he was saying.

"John B. Are you hearing yourself? My mom is already mad as it is. I'm already grounded for the entire week" I reply hotly.

I was already in deep shit because of the lighthouse thing and now John B wants to keep egging this long lost treasure on.

"I thought you said you'd drop this? Why do you keep bringin' up this stupid treasure?" I question annoyedly.