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"Holy fuck-" I loudly gasped, enlarging my anxious and stunned eyes before my hand clamped up to my mouth, at the sight of many police officers and cars surrounding my father's abandoned car we ditched beside the empty and dark road. "Oh shit!" I heard Sarah burst afterward while the van slowly came to a halt many feet away from the suspicious scene.
After, I quickly boosted myself to the small space between the driver and passenger headrest, where John B and JJ sat, and laid my slim arms on the cushions, digging my anxious eyes into the scene.
"How the fuck did they find the car?" John B questioned with a small scoff, while I heard the quiet blonde boy let out an aggravated exhale.
"I'm fucked...is he coming over here!" I screeched with a high-pitched voice, watching one of the many officers, glance over their shoulder and soon begin making their way over to the dark and quiet Twinkie.
"Chill, chill, chill, chill, chill," Pope whispered, while I pushed myself off of the cushion, and peeked behind me, looking at the others, noticing their horrified complexions. "Maddie, get behind John b's seat! Hurry!" Sarah softly whisper yelled, nudging one of her fingers towards the back of John b's ripped-up leather seats, and I immediately obeyed, scooting myself closer, and took a seat. I dragged my long legs up to my chest and wrapped my arms around tightly, digging my edgy face into my kneecaps, feeling my loose long hair, scatter around, which possibly hid me better.
"Of course. Of fucking course." JJ let out, while I squeezed my eyes shut, listening to the uneasy exhales from all of my friends, before John B cut through the tense air, quickly rambling, as if he was on a time crunch, "Alright, Just relax guys. Relax. Don't make us look suspicious, act curious, and ask some questions. Don't act like we know what happened. Be nosy."
"Well, lookee here." I heard a familiar voice approach the Twinkie, while John B started lowering the creaky driver window to the furthest it could go, making me hold myself tighter.
"Officer, what the hell happened here and why is everyone out here?" John B questioned with his normal curious voice. "Good evening, Shoupe." JJ quietly cut through, maybe drawing some attention because of the tone of his voice. His voice was rather quieter than his normal deep and dominant voice that can crack and shatter glass with no effort.
