Tristan Brown has gone through probably the most stressful, exciting and terrifying summer of her life but it was great also but the way it ended was so tragic her mom thought it would be great to spend the last few weeks in England with family. Whe...
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John B leaned his head against the wall. "Hey, Pope," he called, "how do you kill a snake?" The boy shrugged. "You go for the head." "Exactly but the head, in this instance, is the bridge." JJ walked over to me and took my hand and started playing with my fingers "to take the bridge, we need maximum firepower," he said. "And I happen to know that there's an armory on this ship in case of pirate attacks" "babe this isn't pirates of the Caribbean" I said resting my chin on his shoulder. JJ ignored me. "If we get to the armory... They have it all, I'm talking AKs, pistols, knives, double-barrels-" "JJ!" John B hissed. He glanced at me for help, but I just shrugged and gave JJ's a shoulder a short kiss than lifted my chin off his shoulder. Silence was broken by JJ. "If I get enough pressure, I can Spartan kick that thing open," he suggested, John B shook his head. "You're not kicking shit" "why not?" I poked his side and he jumped "because, one it'll draw too much attention, and two that isn't something that would work my grandfather tried that once and ended up breaking his foot." "Guys" Kie yelled over to us "my grandmother tried to stop my grandfather but he wouldn't listen and ended up having a cast for 2 months, I'm not taking care of you!" "I could kick that door down in my sleep, T-baby!" "Guys!" We all turned to Kie and she pointed at the grate. "We can fit through that." I smiled proudly at her "nice job, Kie" I reached into my bag and got my pocket knife out, than stood up and walked over to the grate and pried it open and pulled the metal out of the frame I high- fived Kie and she smiled proudly. "Okay," John B started, standing up as well, "we raid the armory, get weapons, roll back here, and plot the next move." "The armory is on the third deck, near the laundry room," JJ informed. "I don't even want to know how you know all that" I say chuckling but than Pope just had to ruin it "hold up. I don't think we should all go out there." "Why?" "It's too risky." John B nodded, agreeing with Pope. "Yeah, I think you three should stay here." "What?" JJ asked, squinting his eyes honestly I was happy to be staying back but also I kind of wanted to get out of this sauna. "I have Sarah that I'm gonna go after and Pope has the cross." "Yeah, and Pope's gonna get the gold plated, seven foot cross all by himself? I don't think so. Dude, what?" "Also, if you go out there, there's an hundred percent probability that you're gonna do something stupid." "First of all, I think the correct terminology is 'ballsy," he corrected "I'm a field player. Can't be a field player off the field." "Fine," I said sighing, knowing that he was probably right about JJ acting out. "We'll stay here. You'll need someone to bail you out if you get in a bind, anyways" Kie and JJ turned to her in shock. "You just B teamed us, T!" Kie turned to John B and Pope. "Did B team not just find our way out, or am I totally tripping?" Pope stuck his head out of the open grate and when he saw that there was no one in sight, he began to climb out. "Hang back. Hold down the fort." "You guys have fun," JJ called, watching as John B followed after Pope. "It's your funeral, your game. I'll be in here, on the bench... chilling."
