𝐀 𝐊𝐎𝐎𝐊 𝐀𝐍𝐃 𝐀 𝐏𝐎𝐆𝐔𝐄, 𝗋𝖺𝖿𝖾 𝖼𝖺𝗆𝖾𝗋𝗈𝗇

11: "𝚛𝚒𝚐𝚑𝚝, 𝚙𝚛𝚒𝚗𝚌𝚎𝚜𝚜?"

After their plan on stealing the drone and doing it successfully, Kiara had came up with a plan to celebrate back at her parent's restaurant. John B parks the campervan outside of the restaurant, to which they all hop out, feet meeting the ground beneath them. All their stomachs were growling, signaling that they were hungry.

"Stealing drones makes you hungry." Y/n comments.

JJ let's out a sigh. "What I would do to a beer and shrimp and grits right now."

"It would not be pretty." Pope states.

The Carrera girl proceeds to lead her four friends inside the Wreck, seeing her father, Mike Carrera, at the bar. As she greets her father with a hug, the other four walk off, standing near some tables, eyeing the food other people had ordered, seeing how good the food looked, making them even more hungry than before.

Once looking away from the delicious food, Y/n looks up, noticing Kiara and her father staring at them, to which she nudges the three boys, all of them awkwardly waving at the father and daughter before they look away, speaking to one another again.

Eventually, Kie turns to them. "Sit down."

The four all sigh in relief, seating themselves at a bigger table as they wait for their food to be brought out. After about a minute or so, Kie's father brings out the food, to which they all dig in, eagerly eating, filling up their stomachs. While they ate, Kie had served them, filling up their drinks with water as music played from the speakers.

The boys and Y/n found themselves throwing their French fries at one another, more like John B throwing his fries at the girl and JJ, to which she repeats his actions. As another song played, the others watched as Kie motioned for John B to stand up, which he did, the two beginning to dance in the restaurant, laughs leaving them.

Turning to the Heyward girl, JJ grabs Y/n's hand, pulling her up with him as they begin to dance like Kie and John B. The blonde held the girl's hand in his slightly bigger one, spinning her around a few times as if they were almost slow dancing. Twisting her around slightly, Y/n found her back meeting his chest, small laughs leaving past her mouth.

As of right now, the girl couldn't help but feel grateful for having friends like these guys. And a brother like Pope. They made her happy. She felt like she belonged. They usually always got her mind off of him as well.

***

The next day, the group of five could be seen behind the Chateau at the docks. Up on the docks, stood JJ, Y/n and Pope while Kiara and John B were in the water with the drone that had stolen from the salvage yard the day before.

The three out of the water watched as John B pressed his face up against the camera of the drone, making a few faces before backing up from beneath the water, giving his three friends two thumbs up.

"What's this right here?" JJ asks, reaching out to touch something.

Y/n slaps his hand away. "Don't touch that. We're trying to work out this thing."

"God bless geeks, guys. Truly." JJ comments, giving the girl a smile. "What would we do without you two to control the drones?

"Techinally, it's not a drone. It's an ROV." Pope corrects just as Kie and John B resurface from the water.

"Shut up. It's too early for that right now." JJ tells him.

"Hey, once we get the footage of the wreck, we'll bring it to a lawyer in town and file a formal claim." John B speaks up.

"It's such bullshit. Why do we have to do that?" JJ questions as Y/n and Pope stand up.

"Well, there is maritime salvage law." Pope replies.