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❝if i could see through walls i could see you're faking if you could see my thoughts you would see our faces safe in my rental like an armored truck back then❞
-ivy, frank ocean
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chapter six, THE DIARY AND IT'S TALES
What made the blonde teenage girl decide to head down to the school was still undetermined but AJ stood outside the Kildare County public high school by John B's van in wait for the pogues.
She was holding the book she had been reading that morning in her hands, skimming through it as she waited for the school day to end. When the bell sounded AJ decided to put the book in the bag she brought with her and her eyes went to the building, looking around for some familiar faces.
She started to walk forward when she saw the boys and as she got closer she met Pope's eyes. Just as the girl raised her hand to wave, who AJ assumed was a teacher came out from a classroom and stopped the boys.
AJ slowed, hearing the teacher talk. "Mr. Heyward, Mr. Routledge, Mr. Maybank. Just the men I wanted to see" Pope turned his head to look back over at AJ and shared a look with her. He ultimately decided to wave her over as he entered the classroom and who was she to object following?
"I digitalize documents for the maritime museum, and in return, I've been given access to the archives and I found" AJ stopped at the classroom door, watching as the teacher walked towards a closet.
Pope shared a look with AJ and she fiddled with her hands but furrowed her brows at what the teacher grabbed. "you found a box?" She asked and the teacher looked up, sending the girl a questioning look. "AJ, I'm with them" She let out, stepping into the classroom now
"AJ" The teacher replied with a nod. "it's more than a box"
"That's a good start," Pope said, his eyes going to the box as the teacher opened it. A journal covered by a bag was sitting inside the box and AJ couldn't help but be intrigued.
"go ahead, Mr. Heyward. Uh, careful with that" Pope opened the bag and held the book in his hands. AJ got closer and Pope moved his shoulder back a bit so she could stand next to him and look at the journal.
"whoa" Pope breathed out, the first page adorned with the wheat symbol. The same wheat symbol on every bar of the gold and every single page linked to Denmark Tanny.
"It's a diary. The author's unknown"
"shit." AJ was in shocked awe but realized quickly she swore in a school and looked up to the teacher. "sorry" He chuckled before retreating to the closet.
"and this is a sample of a Denmark Tanny letter. Compare the handwriting" It was placed in AJ's hands and she held the paper like it was the most fragile piece of paper she had ever held. "it's nearly identical"
