As requested, here's part 2
"Well that was fun, could have warned us sooner." JJ sits down beside me. I nod in agreement, sooner would definitely have been appreciated.
"We could have. Except Pope was on the math team." Kiara rolls her eyes. I don't see how that relates to any of this.
"Pope you were on the math team too?" I remember my math team phase, not something I want to remember.
"Wait, wait, wait. Pope doesn't surprise me, but Y/n? You were on the math team?" JJ raises his eyebrows. I sigh, regretting that I mentioned it. I will be reminded of this everyday until I die. They will never let go of it.
"I'm just going to aggressively ignore that part of my life until it goes away." I close my eyes in attempt to ignore it.
"Well that's definitely not going to work." Pope chuckles. I open my eyes and glare at him. He stops laughing and puts his hands up in a surrender position.
"That's what I thought. Now can we focus?" I raise my eyebrows and change the subject.
"The cops took everything like it was a crime scene. Did you guys find anything?" Pope questions. He seems kinda freaked out about the cop thing. I'm still trying to figure out what the hell happened between me and JJ.
"Did we find anything?" JJ chuckles, "No, I don't think so-Oh, yeah we did." He pulls out the gun and a stack of money and holds them in the air. I move his arms down since we are right by the docking area where people live and literally anyone could see him.
"Are you kidding? JJ, you took the money?" I look at him like he's crazy. "Dude, I've met bread smarter than you." I shake my head at him. What an idiot.
"Um, are you just going to ignore that he took a gun too?" Pope points to the gun. I don't care about a stupid gun, I care that he took the money. I don't feel like owing anyone money when they find out.
"It's a gun, Pope. Not nuclear waste, chill out." I say like it's normal to have a gun. Which, in the house I grew up in, it is. I've been shooting guns since I was 7.
"I'm just going to ignore everything that just came out of your mouth. Y/n you scare the shit out of me." He turns back to JJ and I shrug.
"Dude, what the hell are you thinking?" Pope's voice turns angry again. "Why would you take that from a crime scene?" He continues. How does he know it's a crime scene, it looked like a normal motel to me.
"It's a motel Pope, I didn't see any dead bodies in there. therefor, not a crime scene. Someone probably just called the cops when they saw JJ and John B fighting over how to unlock a door. not everything's a movie." I roll my eyes. He's acting like we just killed someone. But then again, it's Pope. The best Over thinker I know.
"I'm gonna lose me merit scholarship." He starts freaking out even more. JJ stands up and walks over to him putting one of his arms around Pope and holding the gun to his lips to shush him.
"At least you have us right" he says like that's a good thing. I giggle and Kiara sends me a death glare. Who shit in her breakfast, Jeez.
"I'm living the nightmare." Pope throws his hands up in the air and slaps them back down by his side before sitting down.
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"Who's that?" John B asks a random girl. There's a dead body being rolled out on a stretcher right now. I can't stand to look at it.
I'm terrified of Dead bodies, so I face John B and the girl he is talking to. JJ is beside me, standing while his arm holds the edge of a wooden beam.
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