Samantha Routledge is a fellow Pogue, and the younger sister of John B. Granted John B is only 10 months older; they are both the children of Big John Routledge but have different mothers. Sam's mother lives next door to Luke Maybank and JJ, so Sam...
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I pick up the Fed X package that has John b and my childhood nicknames scribbled across it in my father hand writing. I struggle to breath as I look down at the nickname I haven't heard in a long time. Kie rubs my back and watches me quietly as I let a small tear slip from my eye.
"Joh-Johnny." My voice cracks loudly.
"What? What's wrong?" My brother asks with worry.
"I think we found something." I share passing the envelope to Kie which she then passes through the hole to John b. Kie and I struggle out the grave and land next to the boys.
"Holy shit." John b sighs in shock. "This is from our day." He explains to the group. I step forward and wrap my arms tightly around my brother, he barely hugs me back before JJs voice interrupts us.
"Code red. Code red. Square groupers!" He announces in a panic making us all run to hide. "It's the guys that robbed your house." The blonde tells us as I squat against the wall. Kie turns her torch off as John b goes to shove his up his shirt instead.
"Bro, just turn it off!" I whisper yell at my idiot of a brother. The whole group yells at each other to turn their lights off as we all get stressed. "Are you sure it's them?" I question the blonde as we look around the corner.
"Homies got a gun." JJ tells the group as I stand up from my hiding spot.
"Sam, what are you doing?" My brother questions in concern.
"Not waiting around to get shot!" I shout and make a run for it across the dark graveyard. I hear the group follow closely behind me. We get to a large gate making us all anxiously scream at each other. I am quick to climb over the fence only to look up to see Pope stuck and dangling from it.
"Umm, guys, I'm stuck."
"For fuck sakes." I mumble as Kie and I run forward to help get his pants unlatched from the gate. JJ hold his gun up, pointing it at Pope making my eyes almost pop out their sockets. "JJ put that fucking gun down!" I scream loudly at the blonde before he does anything stupid and kills our friend.
Kie and I pull Pope as he shouts that we are going to rip his pants. Before we know it, Pope is free, but so is his ass. He gets down from the gate in nothing but his underwear, leaving his torn pants dangling from the entrance of the cemetery. We all run toward the twinkie but not without laughing and teasing poor Pope.
"It's a little Tootsie roll." JJ jokes as Pope covers himself the best he can.
