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❝ equal rights, equal fights ❞
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JJ and I catch up with the others as John B stops us before we get too near to the house.
"Hey, come on. Come here" He whispers and we gather into a semi circle.
"So here's the plan. We need to look for the wheat near the water like it said in Denmark's letter" John B explains.
"Okay, like, what kind of water? Like, pond water?" Pope asks.
"Bong water?" JJ adds with a chuckle and I snort as Kiara and Pope give the blonde looks that scream 'what the fuck?'.
"No. It just said look for water, okay?" John B retorts.
"That's the shittiest secret message ever" Kiara huffs, walking away.
"You wanna complain a little more, Kie? Nobody said it was gonna be easy" John B snaps, chasing after her.
"I will search the northeast quadrant, you search the northwest quadrant" Pope tells JJ.
"The decapitation quadrant. Fine, then I'm taking Sylvie" JJ scoffs, wrapping his hand around my wrist.
Pope shrugs and takes off, leaving JJ and I alone.
"Come on, hot stuff" I hum, tugging him in the other direction.
"We could always just go back to the van" The blonde suggests, looking around nervously.
"We can't just leave the others" I argue and he frowns.
"This place gives me the creeps" He mutters, making me smile as I get an idea.
I follow behind JJ and while he's not paying attention, I hide behind a large tree. I wait a minute or two before I hear the boy stop.
"Angel?" He calls out worriedly "Sylvie?!"
I hear him coming back towards me and I wait until I hear a twig break behind me before jumping out from behind the tree.
"Boo!" I yell and a loud scream escapes JJ's lips as his face contorts in horror.
I let out a loud laugh, doubling over in amusement, and JJ looks at me in disbelief, breathing heavily.
"You should've seen your face" I breathe out in between fits of laughter.
"You are such a bitch" He huffs, glaring at me angrily.
"JJ, come on. That was hilarious!" I giggle, sobering up.
He turns around and storms off, making me frown. I chase after him and try my best to get his attention.
"JJ! Babe! Baby! Hot stuff! Handsome?!" I go through a bunch of names, all of which are completely ignored.
Getting impatient, I grab his arm and yank him backwards. He spins around with a pissed off look and I snake my arms around his neck, looking up at him through my lashes.
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