"...𝐰𝐞𝐞𝐝 𝐬𝐨𝐮𝐧𝐝𝐬 𝐠𝐨𝐨𝐝 𝐫𝐢𝐠𝐡𝐭 𝐚𝐛𝐨𝐮𝐭 𝐧𝐨𝐰.."
"𝐭𝐡𝐚𝐭'𝐬 𝐦𝐲 𝐠𝐢𝐫𝐥."
willow bradshaw was a pogue, born and raised. she was the type of girl to either be high, drunk off her ass, or simply both. she hung around the kooks af...
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"Twenty-twenty Malibu, twenty-four-MXC.", Pope spoke softly as the three of them stared at Topper's boat. Willow chewed on the inside of her lip, trying to decipher if this was going to be a good idea or not. There was going to be consequences if anyone found out that the three of them were behind it, but the boys weren't thinking logically. She expected Pope to at least overthink all of the outcomes, but his anger fogged his judgement. "The world's finest wakesetter. Number one in quality, luxury, and performance."
Willow remembered that fact from earlier when JJ was talking about it when Topper and Sarah passed them in it. She shook her head with a grin, proud of how much Pope could remember from just hearing it once. Before she could say anything she heard JJ say, "This is war, Pope. They hit us, we hit them."
"Just be careful, okay?", She was the voice of reasoning this time, which was a rare occurrence. "Leave no trace behind, got it? I don't want any of my friends to be convicted criminals."
"Thought I was already on the way to being one?", JJ quipped, thinking back to when she had told him he was a future criminal.
"Well, you aren't.", She stated in a matter of fact way, turning to see Pope getting ready to dive into the water. "But I'm being serious, Pope. Be careful."
"Yeah, yeah. I got it.", He shrugged it off, knowing that he was basically the only careful one in the group. He had a successful life to look forward to, so he was going to make sure nothing messed it up for him.
As he jumped into the water, Willow let out a deep breath. She turned to see JJ wearing his bandana over his face and a pair of sunglasses, shielding his eyes from the sun. She chuckled softly, placing a hand on his shoulder before saying, "You look like an idiot."
"That's hurtful.", He stated blankly, crossing his arms over his chest as he waited for Pope to get to the boat. "You can't seriously be mad about this, right? I mean... they beat the shit out of him."
"I know that, JJ.", She took her hand away from his shoulder, sighing deeply. Pope had finally gotten onto the boat, looking for the plug. "But sinking a boat? You can't think that's a good idea that is going to have a good outcome, cause it's not."
"Well, you're here watching him.", He replied as he reached down to grab the ladder, placing it on the edge of the boat for Pope to climb. He had pulled out the plug, jumping back into the water while JJ said, "So, if you didn't like it so much, then why not stop him?"
"I couldn't have even if I tried because you're here, too.", She rolled her eyes in annoyance.
"Meaning?", He raised an eyebrow, taking his glasses off of his face to stare at her.
"He listens to what you have to say over me.", She lied, hiding what she really wanted to say. She had wanted to tell him that encouraging bad behavior onto other people is what he was good at, but hurting him was something she didn't want to do anymore. If anything, she had gotten better at keeping her anger under wraps when it came to him. "You think he's gonna listen to me about this? Besides, he made up his mind and when Pope does that, there's really no changing it."
