All I wanted, JJ Maybank

Six, diver down

song: Bad Reputation by Joan Jett

John B had somehow managed to get the tanks and scuba gear, but he didn't mention how he got past Ward in the process. Anyway, the five of us rushed down to the marsh, wanting to be the first to get to the wreck.

An annoyed expression spread onto my face as I stared down at the tank's meter. "Empty tanks, JB. You've got to be kidding." I huff as I glare at my brother.

Kie checks the other one before sighing, "Okay, this one is a quarter full. It's enough for one of us."

"Love it when a plan comes together." Pope rolls his eyes, sliding down in his seat.

"Does anybody know how to dive?" Kie asks, her eyes scanning over us all, awaiting an answer.

John B looks up, raising his hand. "Yeah, i'll do it."

"JB, since when do you know how to dive?" I say, glancing over at him, "You're not doing it."

"It's kind of a kook sport." JJ says, looking over at Kie.

"I mean, I read about it." Pope states in almost a whisper.

"Great, Pope read about it, so someone's gonna die." Kie says sarcastically, rolling her eyes. "Bella, what about you?"

"My dad taught me a little when I was younger, so yeah I guess."

"Yeah, no. I don't think so." JJ buts in. "You can't be serious, Bella."

"Now who said you can tell me what to do, Blondie?" I smirk at him, clearly seeing his annoyed expression.

"No, you're not doing it." JJ replies, fixing his gaze on me.

"Jay, chill out. It'll be fine." I give him a reassuring nod. Nice to know he cares.

"Are you sure? I didn't know dad taught you." John B looks over at me, slightly concerned.

"Look, it's fine. I'll do it." I say, trying to convince myself as well as everyone else.

"I mean I could do it, how hard could it even be. You put the thing in your mouth and breathe." JJ shrugs.

"Well, if you come up too fast, nitrogen gets in your blood and you get the bends." Pope informs him.

"Bends like," JJ sticks his bum out, arching his back and gripping the metal poll for support, "bend over."

"The bends kill you." Pope replied sternly.

"Right." JJ stands up, fixing his hat awkwardly, "More the reason for Bella not to do it."

I stick my middle finger up at him before speaking up, "I'm doing it. I'm the least likely to die so it's final."

Both John B and JJ give each other a defeated look before signing and nodding.

"Thank you." I huff in triumph.

Pope starts to calculate the depths and shit as my brother takes a seat next to me.

"Dad didn't teach you shit, did he?" He looks at me, now very concerned.

"Well, um." I stutter before sighing, "How'd you know?"