John B's Little Sister // JJ Maybank

Chapter Three

( Grace's POV )
The Next Day

I hear people rummaging around as I try to fall back asleep. I fell asleep on the pull out couch since Kiara got to my bed before I could. Pope slept on the couch on the porch, John B in his room and a pillow wall between JJ and I. Right as I was about to fall back into a peaceful sleep, JJ smacks his shin off the bed frame, "Holy Ow, the fuck did it do that for?!!" I put my hand over my eyes, "Probably because you fucks woke me up." I hear chuckles from John B and Pope.
I groan and sit up seeing JJ at the end of the bed holding his shin and John B and Pope standing in the kitchen. "Where's Kiara?" I don't know her well just yet but having another girl around seems kinda nice. "She had to go to work, that's where we were gonna head once you woke up." John B says, giving me a welcoming smile.
I hesitantly get out of bed throwing the blanket over JJ's head, "Hey! What was that for?" I giggle, "That's what your dumbass gets for waking me up in the most annoying way possible." I walk into my old room where my bags are.

Uh haha, my clothes aren't in my bags

I open the top drawer on the dresser to see all my clothes neatly folded and stacked in the drawer. I slightly smile and look over at a picture of me and John B from when we were younger that was hanging on the wall. I knew he had put all my clothes away. I know he doesn't want me to leave.

I am not going to.

I pick out a pair of light washed shorts and a orange cropped tank top. I throw on a pair of black converse high tops, I let my messy hair down and give it a quick brush and apply some water proof mascara and some jewelry before walking back out to the living room.
I smile at the boys, "I'm ready if you wanna go now." Pope looks me up and down, JJ staring dead at him clenching his jaw. I was a bit confused at first but just brushed it off, following John B out to the Twinkie with both boys following not far behind.
          We pull up to Kie's restaurant, 'The Wreck' all of us falling out of the van and walking it. Right as we step foot in the restaurant the boys were giving off an unsteady feeling. Maybe there are some people they don't like here? A different group of boys catch my eye, all three of them cleaned up nicely, wearing polo shirts and nice shorts.
We sit at one of the tables, and watch Kiara take people's orders and run around giving people their food. "Uh so who are those three boys over there?" As soon as that sentence leaves my mouth I knew I was going to regret it by the death stares I was receiving from JJ and John B, Pope looking a bit more hurt than anything.
"Those are a couple of douchebag kooks is who they are." JJ says, flicking at the table. "What is a kook?" I look at John B as he starts to talk, "A kook is a rich person from Figure 8, they pretty much hate anyone who works and can't afford nice things. They hire people like us from the cut to work on their Yachts, and clean up after them. That one super blonde one, that's Rafe Cameron, his family is one of the richest on the island. Rafe is a complete douche. That other blonde is Topper, he is dating Rafe's little sister. The other one is Kelce. Don't get tangled in with any of them."
I raise my eyebrows, surely they can't be at bad. I look back over to the 'kooks' locking eyes with Rafe.

Oh God.

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Sorry for the short chapter, it took me forever to update. I had serious writers block but I have been crazy busy with school and sports. If you have any suggestions for the next chapter let me know, comment it!