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XXIV. we're gonna be timeless
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Dylan stared at the hundreds of messages that her mom was sending her. Some harsh, others from regret, and most of them was of Ainsley telling her how much she loved her. She felt incredibly guilty at the thought of hurting her mom's feelings. But Dylan never gave either of her parents a reason to not trust her. Since she was a kid, she did everything by the book to a sure that her life was perfect. She never did anything wrong even if her friends did because she was afraid of the consequences.
Maybe this one time, just once, Dylan didn't want to be that good girl anymore.
The Pogues finally arrived at the pawn shop. JJ slid the door open and immediately climbed out. "Nice job melting it down, Dr. Frankenstein," he commented sarcastically, referring to the melted bar of gold in his hand.
Kiara climbed out after him and scoffed. "Like you could've done any better."
Dylan smiled at Pope when he held his hands out to help her scrabble out of the Twinkie. She took a hold of them and ducked so that she didn't hit her head.
JJ scoffed back. "I could've done better. I took a welding class." He defended himself.
"Oh yeah? Where—"
John B stepped between the arguing pair. "Whoa, whoa. Hey. Chill out, okay?" He intervened.
"I think you did a good job, Kie." Dylan chimed.
"Thank you, DJ!" Kiara emphasized and looked behind her. "See, I'm glad we have our own group now."
"About time." She agreed, Sarah smiling.
Sarah Cameron couldn't help but envy the girl that was always so kind to everyone. She lived a double life. They were friends and Sarah knew the Pogues didn't approve of their friendship at a point in time, but Dylan was always good at making her feeling better about it by reminding her that she loved her just like she loved all of her friends.
"Easy for you to say. You're not this going one that has pawn this piece of shit off," JJ grumbled as they walked towards the pawn shop. "How did I get stuck with this job anyway?"
