"Okay um we didnt't see anything, we don't know anything ,we have to have total and complete anesthesia "Pope says pacing around panicked
"See I agree with Pope for once"JJ says standing up
"Deny,Deny,Deny"He continued
"We cant keep that money"I shouted
"Not all of us can afford an unlimited data plan okay y/n "JJ said
I rolled My eyes.
"We have to pass that money off to Lana Grubbs"I said"otherwise its bad Karma" I continued
"We gotta go dark"Pope yelled back
"If that means we get to keep the money I agree"
"I don't agree"John B spoke up"This is Scooter Grubbs were talking about.One time I saw this guy begging for change so he could get gas. "John B started walking outside with a fishing rod.
We all followed him down to the docs and JJ casted his rod
"Were talking about a dirt ball marina rat that has never had 40 bucks in his pocket,Just sayin....."
"Alright so think about it.How does a marina rat get a Grady White?"
"Prostitution "I joked
JJ laughed.
"Square Groupers.... flying under the radar with no survalence" Pope said
"there was a huricane they dont do that stuff"JJ reminded
"So what does that mean JJ"John B asked
"they were straight smuggling bro, and I guarantee there is a serious amount of contraband in that wreck"JJ answered overly excited.
His bobber began to sumurge under the water
"Fish on"He shouted reeling it in
We walked back inside after Jj had lost the fish.
"For the record ,if thats a smuggling ship with ilegal contraband on the inside of it,it probably belongs to someone.They could come looking for it."Pope reminded
"Taking it would be catastrophiy stupid "I added
"Stupid things have good outcomes all the time"Jj said smirking
"All we need to figure out is a way to get into the cargo hold...until then we just lay low.
"How are we supposed to do that"I asked
"Keeger"John B suggested.
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The beach was filled with Pouges,Tourons and even some Kooks. We were handing out drinks like crazy.Pope was off talking to some Pouge,while JJ was Macking on Tourons. Meanwhile John B and I stayed at the table handing out drinks. Every once in a while I got occasional glances from
"What"I asked looking towards him.
He smiled then shook his head
"Hey Sarah, you want a Milwaukee Beverage"JJ asked her
"Uh no thanks"
"What, is it not fancy enough for you"He teased
"No, were just leaving"She told
"Hey you know what, I'll take it"Topper said
I rolled my eyes just hearing him talk.
"Well,only if you say please"
"Oh,my bad, uh pretty please"He said
"Oh you-"
JJ swiftly punched him before walking away to get another beer.
"Dirty Pouges"Topper mumbled.
John B quickly turned around and shoved Topper.
"John B "I yelled at him
Topper immediey punched him,and the two of them made their way down the beach exchanging hits.
Topper took the lead Shoving John B down into the water where the waves crashed.He shoved John B's head under the water.
"Ill drown you like your old man"He taunted
"John B "I yelled once again.
Everyone circled around the two chanting for who they thought would win.
JJ shuffled around in his pockets before pulling out the gun he had found earlier.He stepped up and pushed a it towards Toppers head.
"Yeah, you know what that is"He said
Topper hesitated before letting John B go.
"Get off our side of the island"JJ yelled before shooting 2 bullets into the air.
I quickly walked over to John B.
"Are you okay"I asked
He nodded truing to catch his breath.
"You are such an idiot"I said standing up.I extened both my hands and reached down to help him up.He took my hands and stood up.
John B laughed under his breath.Then he wrapped his arm around my shoulder and continued to catch his breath.
JJ was in the driver seat and Pope was in the passenger seat.
"If you crash Twinkie im gonna kill you"John B threatened jokingly
"Relax"JJ said as he concentrated on the road
John B rolled his eyes then put his head on my shoulder.
After dropping Pope off, JJ drove the van back to the
Chateau.
"Hey,John B"I stopped nudging him once he picked up his head.
"Come on"
He sighed before following me inside.
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High Tide ||John B Routledge X Reader|| (Outer Banks)
FanficY/n Y/l/n, she may live on Figure 8 and be rich as hell,but that doesn't stop her from being best friends with pouges. John B Routledge,JJ Maybank,And Pope Heyward. Her and her friends love stirring up trouble around the Cut,and often find themselve...
