Infatuation ~ Rafe Cameron

thirty-five

The first day back to school rolled around as if no time has passed. But people hadn't forgotten that John B was still framed to be a murderer, so, it was the talk of the school.

The Pogues, on the other hand, hadn't forgotten that Rafe was the true murderer in this whole ordeal. And they tried to refrain from communicating with Iris over the last several weeks, even though JJ was wholeheartedly missing her. He knew she was struggling, he had lost count of the amount of times she broke down in his arms over the last few months, and yet, here they were, shunning her to the person who made her break.

Until one day, the Pogues were in class together and they all received the same text from an unknown number.

Coincidentally, Iris happened to be at the school that day too. What for? Well, that was a whole other story that we'll touch on later. As she walked down the hall, ready to leave, she received a text message from an unknown number.

She was shocked when she opened it. What was it?

A picture of John B and Sarah.

A picture of John B and Sarah?

Alive.

They were alive?

Could it be true?

Iris' eyes filled with tears and heard commotion behind her, turning around to see JJ sprinting out of a classroom and with Kie following him as Pope struggled to keep up.

They must've gotten the same message.

So, she followed them.

They were alive, she thought to herself. Sarah was alive!

Which meant that there would be a trial. And everything that didn't matter before, mattered now. Including the fact that Rafe was the one responsible.

"Is that even possible? I mean, Shoupe said that they didn't make it. He said that!" Kie exclaimed as they reached the courtyard.

"I think we're overreacting, cause we can't rule out the possibility that this could all be some kind of weird, cruel hoax." Pope said, as he glanced at Iris, finally realizing she had tagged along, "Do you have something to do with this? Why are you here? Didn't you graduate?"

JJ looked confused to see Iris here and Kie gave her a small glare before looking back at the others.

Iris scoffed, "I got the same text that you three did."

"We should just ask." Kie said.

"What if it's actually them though?" JJ asked as he sat down on the bench, patting the spot next to him as he eyed Iris and she slowly took a seat.

"Then I don't know, okay? I don't know." Pope muttered, watching Kie stare at her phone, "Any response?"

"They're typing."

And low and behold, it was John B, based on the texts about JJ on his board.

"It's him." JJ whispered, laughing slightly.

"Them." Iris muttered under her breath, knowing she was currently the only one rooting for Sarah, or at least, acknowledging her presence in the conversation.

They celebrated, well, the Pogues did. Well, to be honest, JJ did hug everyone, including Iris. And they found out that they were laying low in Nassau.

"How did they even get to the Bahamas?" Kie asked, confused.

JJ totally ignored her comment, "You can't kill a Pogue, dude."

"Especially John B." Pope chimed in.

Then the next text came in.