𝐓𝐑𝐎𝐔𝐁𝐋𝐄𝐌𝐀𝐊𝐄𝐑，𝗃𝗃 𝗆𝖺𝗒𝖻𝖺𝗇𝗄

𝖿𝗈𝗎𝗋

𝐖𝐄 𝐖𝐄𝐑𝐄 𝐎𝐍 the porch of the Chateau. JJ's arm wrapped tightly around my waist as we lay on the sofa, and with his free hand, he clicked his lighter back and forth.

About an hour earlier, we were all at the dock and found out the owner of the Grady-White and motel was Scooter Grubbs, and he was dead.

"Okay." The Heyward boy panicked. "We didn't see anything. We don't know anything. We need to have total and complete amnesia."

"Actually." I spoke up, "Pope's right. For once. See I agree with you sometimes." I told him. He always seems to say that I never agree with him.

"Deny, deny, deny," JJ spoke.

Kiara said, "Guys we can't keep that money." This comment annoyed me. I needed it. Me and my sister could barely keep the house.

"Not all of us can afford unlimited data plans, Kiara." JJ agreed with me.

"We have to pass that off to Lana Grubbs." She told us. "Otherwise, it's bad karma."

"Bad karma to be implicated in a felony, too." I looked at JJ, asking with my facial expressions if he understood what Pope meant but he just shrugged. "We gotta go dark."

"If that means we get to keep the money, I agree." The blonde said.

John B looked at the two of us. "I don't agree." This surprised both me and JJ. "Just think about it. This is Scooter Grubbs we're talking about. Same dude that's buying individual cigarettes at the Porthole. Shit, one time I saw this dude begging for change in the Save-A-Lot parking lot because he needed gas. We're talking about a dirtbag marina rat who's never had more than forty bucks in his pocket, and all of a sudden, he's got a Grady-White? Just saying." He held his hands up in defence after his ramble.

"John B-" Pope said, trying to get his attention but he was cut off.

"Just think about it, Pope. How does a marina rat get a Grady-White?"

He inhales sharply, "Prostitution."

"Square groupers, bro. Okay, flying under the radar, no aerial surveillance." He counted on his fingers. "They don't do that stuff during a hurricane. What does that mean? JJ?"

"They were straight smuggling." He answered. I buried my face further into his chest.

"Smuggling. And I guarantee there's a serious amount of contraband in that wreck." The brunette boy nodded.

Pope snatched the money out of my grip. "For the record, if that is a smuggling ship with illegal contraband in the inside of it, it probably belongs to someone else. They could come looking for it. Taking it would be catastrophically stupid."

The blonde boy took the money back and handed it to me. "Well, stupid things have good outcomes all the time."

"Guys, it's simple," I spoke for the first time in a while. "All we need to do right now is figure out a way to get into the cargo hold of that wreck. Until then, we just lay low. Just act normal."

"And how exactly do we do that?"

Me and Kie exchanged the same look before saying "Kegger?"

𝐓𝐇𝐄 𝐊𝐄𝐆𝐆𝐄𝐑 𝐖𝐀𝐒 already in full swing. The news of a party at the Outer Banks would spread like wildfire. I was already slightly tipsy, dancing with Kiara.

My eyes widened when I saw the two rich blonde girls with their boy toys on the other end of the beach, "What the fuck are they doing here?" I asked Kie rhetorically.

The question was directed at Sarah Cameron and Olivia Thompson. The Kook princesses. Kiara's best friends in the ninth grade, worst enemies in the tenth grade.

John B works on Sarah's dad's boat but I try to stay clear off her. All I know is that they did my best friend dirty, so I don't like them.

JJ used to work for Olivia's parents. Cleaning around their house type of work with good pay until he got into a fight with another Pogue for touching me inappropriately the day prior.

The curly-haired girl drew her eyes to where I was watching as the Cameron's boyfriend, Topper Thornton, approached. The girl had climbed something that had fallen during the hurricane. Topper actually thinks Pogues were bred to mow lawns.

"I'm going to find JJ," I told her, before walking off. It didn't take me long to find him, he was talking to John B by the water.

As I reached the two, the blonde pulled me into him with his free arm that wasn't holding a red solo cup. "Hey, pretty girl."

I kissed his cheek in greeting. "Oh, hey. hey, Sarah! Olivia!" He shouted. The sound of their names made me snap my head up in her direction as they made their way over to us with Topper and Kelce by their side. "Can I interest you in a tasty Milwaukee beverage?" He said sarcastically, to which they denied.

Wanting to rile the girl up, I said, "Is it not fancy enough for you?"

"No. We were just leaving." Olivia smiled, politely. This just pissed me off more. The girl was known for being the perfect, girl next door of the island but I could see through the facade.

I never used to pay much mind to her until she ditched Kiara after Sarah did. To me, she was just the Cameron girls puppy.

To no one's surprise, the Thornton boy jumped into the conversation. "Hey, you know what I'll take it. Thank you, man. I appreciate it." His tone was sarcastic.

"That's nice, but she didn't ask you," JJ spoke up. If you said pretty please: maybe, but you didn't."

"Oh, pretty please?" He continued.

JJ attempted to give the cup to Olivia but Topper stepped forward, throwing the drink down both me and JJ. In anger, the Maybank boy shoved him backwards but was held back by John B. However, I didn't stop him. That Topper guy needed to be put in his place.

"Dirty Pogues!" He yelled, this caused anger to flare up in John B, as he turned around to shove Topper.

"We're supposed to be incognito, remember," Pope informed the boy who was about to get in a fight.

Despite Sarah trying to pull her boyfriend away, he landed a punch straight to the brunette's jaw. "Hey, John B, don't make me drown you like your old man, alright?"

This caused anger to run through my veins. As I  tried to step forward, JJ's strong arms wrapped around my small waist, preventing me from going anywhere.

The two boys were wrestling in the water. Me and JJ were yelling encouraging words to John B as the crowd changed 'fight' repeatedly.

Before I could even blink, Topper had John B's head underwater, drowning him. I looked at JJ worriedly and he could feel my shaking. "Everything's going to be okay, pretty girl."

As JJ walked over to them, he held his gun to Topper's head. A look of fear etched across his features, "Yeah, you know what that is. Your move broski."

The crowd ran off in all different directions in fear. The Kook released John B and put his arms up in surrender.

"Kie! Can you check your psycho friend, please?" Sarah yelled.

"Sarah, your boyfriend was the one who was about to drown John B, so I suggest you shut the fuck up," I shouted at the blonde, making my way over to help my best friend.

𝐀𝐔𝐓𝐇𝐎𝐑𝐒 𝐍𝐎𝐓𝐄
anyways
fuck topper
hayley's dislike for sarah and olivia won't be going anywhere for a little while lol
xoxo