Js and Cigarettes //JJ MAYBANK//

2.3

Ooh, Mami, this a new 'Rari
Hit 150 on the dash, I bent the corner
Then she bent it for me sideways, uh
I might have to fuck her on the highway, yeah

OHMAMI - Chase Atlantic

The next day we were all out on the docks at the chateau trying out the drone.

I sat with JJ and Pope as John B and Kie were in the water, and John B tapped his finger the the camera and pretended to brush his teeth with his fingers.

"What's that right here?" JJ asked, reaching towards the computer.

"Don't touch that." Pope scolded JJ, swatting his hand away from the device. "I'm trying to work out this thing."

"You expect JJ to listen?" I asked Pope, leaning back on the dock and swinging my legs over the edge.

"God bless geeks, Pope. Truly man." JJ drawled. "What would we do without you to control the drones?"

"Technically it's not a drone." I said.

"It's an ROV." Pope finished.

"Shut up. Shut up." JJ said, shaking his head. "It's too early for this shit."

"Hey, once we get footage of the wreck, we'll bring it to a lawyer in town and file a formal claim." John B said, looking up at JJ from the water.

"It's bullshit. Why do we have to do that?" JJ asked.

Well, there is maritime salvage law." Pope said to him. "You can't just go to the ocean floor and scoop a bunch of stuff up."

"I know. I know." JJ said to him. "It's just, lawyers aren't cheap bro."

"Well, as soon as they see the footage they'll work for a comp." I nudged JJs' leg, looking up at him.

"How do you know all of that?" Kie asked.

"'Cause my dad said it like, a million times." John B told her.

"Yeah, that's fair."

"Now Kie, be fuckin' for real, you really didn't think we'd know all this without his dad?" I asked her, laughing a little.

"No, you probably wouldn't." Pope replied.

"Yeah, probably not." JJ agreed.

"JJ, you didn't know it either." I rolled my eyes.

"The tether is like really long. In the wrong weather it could get pushed around." Pope changed the subject.

"Then we'll go at dead calm." John B spoke, looking around at us.

"Slack tide?" Kie asked, looking at Pope from the ladder.

"So now, we just gotta wait around for the right weather." Pope agreed.

"Yeah, today is not that day." I looked out at the sky, thunder rumbling in the distance.

JJ looked at me and winked before turning back out to look at the water.

Later that day, I was sitting with John B as he looked over a few of the maps and fiddled with a tablet when Sarah Cameron walked up.

"It's your turn." She said, causing John B to stop what he was doing and look at her.

"For what?" He asked her.

"To ask me what I'm doing here." She said, leaning against the chair next to me.

"What-uh what are you doing here?" John B asked her.

I rolled my eyes and looked away from them, feeling the secondhand embarrassment creeping up my neck.

"I realized I didn't get a chance to respond the other day after you spat in my face and yelled at me, and you stormed off like a child." She said to him. I could feel my eyes widen and my jaw slack slightly.

"So, first of all, I'm not a liar. I don't know how Ward found out about the scuba gear, but I swear it was not me. I'm not the reason you got fired." Sarah said to him.

"You got fired?!" I asked.

"Ignore her." John B said to Sarah. "Ok."

"That's all." Sarah said, starting to walk away. "Good talk."

She started passed John B when she stopped. "Oh." She pulled a package of popcorn out of her bag. She tossed it at him. "Your favorite."

John B caught it, staring at the package. "Good catch." Sarah turned and continued walking away.

I watched as John B turned and watched her walk away.

"You like her." I said, smirking at him.

"What? No. She's a spoiled princess." John B denied.

"See, there's that thing that always gets you and JJ into trouble, Johmbie."

"And whats that?" He asked me.

"Your "deny, deny, deny" mantra you always do when you fuck something up." I smirked.

"A mantra huh? John B laughed. "Gotta tell that to JJ then. He came up with it."

"Alright, well I'm gonna take my bike and go help Pope with the grocery deliveries like he asked me too and I think I'm already late so see ya later." I got up outta my seat and ran towards the house, praying that Sarah was still in the driveway.

I finally got to the front of the house and saw her climbing into her car.

"Hey! Wait up!" I called out, hoping John B couldn't hear my shout.

Sarah rolled her eyes and rolled her window down.

"What do you want Blake?" She asked.

"Can I get a ride to the Heywards convenience store?" I asked her.

"Yeah, whatever just hurry and get it." She sighed.

"Thank you so much." I said.

About 10 minutes later I was running through the Heywards shop and towards the dock.

"You boys get these groceries over to Figure Eight." Heyward said. "Get straight back here when you're done. No fishin." He handed Pope and JJ bags. "I promised delivery by this afternoon."

"I'm here!" I called out. "I won't let them do any fishin Pops." I hugged him. "Sorry I'm late. Johmbie's having girl troubles."

"That boy is always having girl troubles sweetie." Pops said, hugging me back. "You keep these boys in line for me ok, darlin'? Rich folks don't wanna wait for you lazy sons of-" He turned to see JJ holding his hands out for more bags. "Oh, JJ, thank you - sons of bitches." He finished his sentence.

"Right." Pope said. He helped me climb onto the boat and we finished loading up. "We'll be back, Pops."

"Hurry back now." He replied, waving us off and heading back inside.

"Alright, let's go." I said, setting my bag down.