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After we ate our snacks, we said bye to Kiara's parents and went back to school. Or so they thought.
Instead of going back to that misery, we drove to an empty construction site that was still getting built. We gossiped, sat and talked about our life and future, took a long 3-hour nap, listened to music, and laughed as hard as we could.
Just enjoying the moment.
It was now 6 pm and we were on our way to figuring out this whole plan. Who was a witness at the tarmac, and could they help us get these bastards in jail?
"Wait, so we're going to Gavin's house? As in Ward Cameron's assistant pilot?" I questioned, looking out of the window as JJ stroked small circles on my hands.
"Yes."
"Are we just gonna walk in and ask to sit on his sofa? What's the plan people!" I said with a burst of energy at the end.
"Woah! Someone excited." JJ laughed, making the others let a small laugh out. "Of course, I'm fucking excited! You're not fucking excited, bro!" I yelled, clapping my hands together, making JJ's blue eyes widen but widen bigger at the last word I used.
"One, I'm not your bro!" he grabbed my hands and pulled me toward his face. "Two, I'm very much excited," he stated, giving me a delighted smile.
"Three..."
"Three what?"
Then I felt him quickly slam his thin lips on mine and one of his hands quickly found my jawline. I heard two gasps come from my friends and a few teasing noises.
"Too cute!" Kiara suddenly screamed out of nowhere, making me and JJ jump, breaking the kiss.
"I thought you didn't like us." I chuckled, watching as Pope and her shrugged their shoulders, with a grin. "Sometimes you guys can be cute, I guess." they both muttered under their breath, almost ashamedly said.
"So can we continue or kiss or-"
"No." they immediately both cut me off. I huffed out a heavy breath and crossed my arms over my chest.
"Sorry but too much PDA." Pope fakely apologized as JJ let out an annoyed puff as he sat himself up straight, and let go of my hands.
"Anyways, if this guy flew planes for Ward, he's gotta be pretty tight-lipped," Kiara explained, as she turned left, heading towards the Outer Banks bridge.
