After being abandoned by his mother at a young age, left to deal with his abusive father, JJ Maybank feels like he was stranded out at sea during a terrible storm, fighting to make it through each day. Even though he meets the Pogues at a young age...
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"The bends kill you."
- Pope Heyward
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[present day]
"This is empty, you took empty tanks?" Abigail questions, looking up at the brunette in disbelief.
John B runs a frustrated hand through his hair, as he plops down on the bow between the two girls. "Okay, this ones a quarter full. It's enough for one of us." Kiara speaks up, eyeing the other tank.
"Love it when a plan comes together." Pope says sarcastically, from the driver's seat.
"Does anybody know how to dive?" Kiara asks, glancing between the other four teens on the boat. "Anybody?"
JJ shrugs. "It's kinda a kook sport."
"I read about it." Pope says.
"Great, Pope read about it, so someones gonna die." Kiara says, tossing her hands up.
"Look, you put the thing in your mouth and breathe. How hard can it be?" JJ asks.
"Well, if you come up too fast, nitrogen gets into your blood, and you get the bends." Pope explains.
"Bends, like, bend over and—" JJ bends over slightly, sticking his ass out.
"The bends kill you." Pope interrupts.
JJ stands up straight, his face scrunched up. "Right."
"I can — I can dive!" John B says quickly, volunteering.
"Yeah, you can dive, I'm cool with that." JJ says.
"Ridiculous." Abigail mumbles under her breath, right as she lays back on the bow.
"Since when can you dive?" Kiara asks, incredulously.
"I'll do it, it's fine!" John B dismisses.
"Lemme do some calculations real quick." Pope announces, standing up.
