|| book one of one ||
"i love you and i'm not gonna let him hurt you again!"
brooklynn was a kook who was in a very toxic relationship with none other than rafe cameron. she was completely brainwashed by the boy until a certain pogue came into the p...
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The pogues were all seated in the Twinkie, on their way to Redfield Lighthouse.
"He had to know it was gonna make it back to me, right?" John B said, rambling about his Dad.
"It could be possible."
"It could also be possible that you are concocting stories to... you know, process your sad feels," Pope said, careful to not offend him.
"You know how I process my sad feels. Dank nugs and the stickiest of ickies," JJ said.
"Cool. Um, JB... it's okay if you-" Brooklynn started.
"K, guys. I'm not trippin' out-"
"It's okay to trip, bro."
"Look, my dad is missing! Okay...? Missing. You don't know what it's like to have the person closest to you vanish. And then have no idea what happened!"
Except Brooklynn knew exactly what that felt like. Everyone knew about Adrien, but nobody cared. It was always all about John B and his father missing. Brooklynn sighed and looked down at her lap. Pope reached over and rubbed her arm, trying to comfort the girl.
"You just wake up every morning wondering..." John B trailed off.
"Hey, he could've been kidnapped. That's a possibility," JJ said.
"Yeah, could be in a Soviet sub getting interrogated by the KGB somewhere," Pope said, resting his hand on Brooklynn's shoulder. It was his way of letting her know he was there for her.
"Absolutely. Or Atlantis..."
JJ trailed off as the van stopped at the lighthouse.
"Right, here's what's gonna happen. JJ, you're gonna post up and look for bogeys, okay?" John B instructed, standing in front of the group.
"Wait, why me?"
"Because you're not coming! There are independent and dependent variables. And you're an independent variable-" Pope said.
"K, shut up."
"Listen to me. Pope, Brook, you guys stay with JJ," John B said..
"Oh, great. I'm the babysitter."
JJ looked over to Brooklynn with an offended look on his face, "Bro."
Kiara and John B walked off towards the lighthouse.
"I'm gonna work on my merit scholarship essay," Pope commented, going back to the van to fetch his backpack.
JJ pulled a blue bouncy ball out of his pocket and started playing with it.
"I'm gonna go for a walk," Brooklynn said, turning on her heels and walking off.
