Mary Routledge | Outer Banks

Dad's Compass

After last night John B and I went home alone, trying to figure out what this meant. I mean, we both thought that our dad was still alive, so was this the universe's way of telling us we were right, right?

I didn't feel like sleeping alone, so John B slept with me on the couch. His head was on the left side and mine was on the right.

"DCS! Open up! I know you're in there!" We heard someone yell as they knocked on the door.

That startled me, making me sit up, just like John B. As he was about to get up, JJ jumped on the window in front of the couch, scaring us.

"Fucking hell, JJ!" I yelled as I laid back down, pulling the blanket towards me.

"Gotcha slick." JJ told us amused.

"Jesus, JJ." John B muttered.

"You should've seen your faces." JJ laughed.

"Funny." I said annoyed.

"You fucked up, man." John B told JJ as he got up. "Morning, Mary." He said sweetly.

"Morning, Booker." I said as I covered my head with the blankets.

"I fucked up?" JJ asked as he walked inside.

"How's Mary's mood in a regular morning?" John B asked him.

"Terrible." JJ answered.

"How do you think Mary's mood is after she was woken up like this?" He asked.

"Yikes." JJ mumbled.

"Right. And I swear to God, if she gets bitchy all day because of you, I will kill you." John B told him before walking up to his bedroom and closing the door.

"Oh, Mary..." JJ sang as he sat down on the couch.

"What?" I asked angrily, still under the blanket.

"Don't be mad at me. I was trying to play around." He tried.

"Okay." I stated.

"Come on, Mary." JJ insisted.

"No." I said stubbornly.

"Fine." JJ sighed. I thought he was done, but he decided to lay down on top of me, with his head on my stomach. He pulled the covers out of my face, just to meet my glare. "You know you love me, so don't give me that look."

"You woke me up like that, you deal with it." I told him.

After a few seconds my hands went to JJ's hair. That gesture made him smile softly at me. I smiled back, before pushing him to the ground.

"Ow!" JJ yelped.

"I'm gonna go get ready." I told him before closing my bedroom door.

"I'm just saying, I don't understand why you don't at least try with Kiara. She clearly likes you." JJ told him as we were on the van, on our way to Ms. Lana's house. John B wanted to ask her about the compass. "She's like 'oh, John B'." JJ moaned from the backseat.

"Is that what she does?" John B asked annoyed.

"She's sketching about you diving, and then she kissed you, bro." JJ told him.

"She kissed me on the cheek." John B stated calmly. "It's not like we were making out."

"Low-hanging fruit, bro." JJ told him.

"What? Since when are we comparing a kiss on the cheek to making out?" I asked JJ slightly wide eyed.

"Don't pretend that you don't notice!" JJ told us. "John B, I see it in your eyes, man. You're like 'I kinda like that', and then you start blushing and shit."