𝗘𝗩𝗘𝗥𝗬𝗗𝗔𝗬, 𝟮𝟰/𝟳

Chapter 17

 We had school, apparently. Pope woke us up at the crack of dawn, shaking everyone and yelling about this "history test" we had, and how we were going to be late. Kiara woke up, saw the state the rest of us were in (half asleep), and decided to go ahead of us to meet us at school.

That left poor Pope the task of waking me and John up by yelling several times, then recruiting us to help him with the larger task: Waking JJ. After several attempts of yelling, shaking the couch, pouring water on him, we finally awoke him by holding a can of beer under his nose. The moment he sniffed the stuff, he awoke, and we were throwing him into the Twinkie and zooming off to the public high school.

"We're going to be late," Pope fretted, pressing down on the gas even more.

"We have a test?!" I exclaimed, rummaging through Pope's backpack for his history notes.

"Zmph." JJ grunted, already starting to snore in the back seat.

"I'm too hungover for this," John B groaned. He'd chugged a lot of beers after the whole Sarah situation.

Pope dragged us into class, and we barely made it on time for our History test. I, unhappily glanced at the paper once before I gave up, whereas Pope immediately started scribbling away. JJ was asleep at his desk—how they heck did he manage to fall asleep everywhere?! And John B was—talking to some girl!

What?!

I watched them beadily, as the girl handed him a note. I didn't care if Sarah and John B had "broken up", I refused to believe that. I was their biggest shipper, and it was obvious that they loved each other. Also, I was undeniably loyal to Sarah, even if I didn't know the whole story.

I noted to myself that I would probably have to call Sarah again, it had been a whole night without her calling or texting, and I was starting to get a little worried. She didn't have anywhere to stay, so I wasn't sure were she could possibly be staying.

Once class ended, Pope stayed back a bit to talk with the teacher, while us Pogues waited in the Twinkie for him. The vibe was a little strange, if I was going to be honest. John B was depressed, he wouldn't talk to anyone expect to looking out the window, moping. JJ and I weren't talking, and it was still too early for him to be functioning like an actual human being, and I sort of just sat there, pretending to sleep.

Eventually Pope joined us, and showed us this dairy he'd gotten from the teacher. Something about Denmark Tanny, and his history. It was interesting, and he read us a few passages that were "historically accurate" as Pope liked to say.

John B moodily said he'd been invited to a Bonfire, from the girl assumingly, and JJ was immediately on board for that. Pope was a little hesitant, but then I thought: Why the fuck not? And managed to convince Pope to "keep it under cover" and go.

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The Bonfire, was this tradition of the Kooks where they light this massive fire, chugged beer, and hooked up, all night long. Since it was begging to get a lot colder out—fall was right around the corner, I wore a hoodie and jeans for what felt like the first time in years.

"Let's just get this over with," John B sighed, still depressed about Sarah.

JJ was full on excited about the free beer, but I pulled him aside, warning him to be careful. "Theirs Kooks milling around here, so don't go starting fist fights or anything. Remember, were keeping it under cover."

"Yeah, I know," JJ aggressively shook me off.

"I'm just saying—!"

"We'll, I'm not stupid," he stormed away to get a beer from another Pogue. I was left, gaping after him. What the hell had I done to upset him that much?!

Pope, Kiara, John B and I silently nursed a couple beers towards the side of the bonfire, while JJ chugged a couple in the center, whooping along with (surprising) a couple of Kooks.

Suddenly, Kie gasped. "Is that Sarah?!" She pointed to where Sarah was talking with—

"Fucking Topper," John B darkened.

"That's where she's been all this time!" I said in amazement, shaking my head.

"Whatever," John B took a swig at him beer, chucked it to the floor (ignoring Kiara's protests), and joined some random girl to talk too.

"Shit's 'bout to go down," I said to Kie and Pope as we talked along the side.

"C'mon, let's dance," Pope pulled me into his arms.

I followed him, trying to ignore Kiara's piercing glare that stung into my back. Suddenly, I was very glad the looks could not, in fact, kill.

We started swaying back and forth as someone turned up their portable speaker. "Um—Pope—" I turned my head away from him, suddenly aware of the stifling heat of the fire, and what felt like all the eyes that were on us.

"Yeah?" He was totally oblivious.

"Never mind," I couldn't help that feel that someone was watching us, watching me. I looked around over Pope's shoulder, trying (and failing) to be descriptive, when I spotted JJ. He was staring right at us, glaring a hole straight into Pope's back. When suddenly we locked eye contact, he didn't break away.

Oh, I suddenly realized. He was jealous.

Well, I suddenly felt myself smile. Time to play.

I turned towards Pope, and without breaking eye contact with JJ, I tugged Pope's head down so our lips touched. As I kissed Pope, I stared right at JJ, until he took a swig at his beer and looked away.

After a very passionate kiss, Pope broke off. "What was that for?" He was slightly pink, and not used to displaying such PDA in front of everyone.

"Nothing," I shrugged, grinning mischievously. "Just felt like it."

Screams broke out, and we were forced apart by the crowd. John B was swinging a punch at Topper, Kiara kicking a Kook girl, and then JJ got involved, and all hell broke loose. Pogue's were fist fighting with Kooks, and a whole fight was breaking out.

I shoved one girl off Kie, ignoring her shout of surprise when she saw me. "You okay?" Through the whole fighting I helped Kie up, and we ran towards the Twinkie that Pope had hopped into and started up as our get away.

"Come on!" I shouted at John B and JJ, who were still fighting. "Get the fuck in before the cops are called—"

Sirens broke out.

John B and JJ dove into the Twinkie, Pope stepped on the gas, and we zoomed away from the Bonfire. As we sped away, I could see the figures of teens running off as the cops pulled up. We'd made it out just in time.

"Seriously, guys?" Kiara said in exasperation. "Did you not remember our whole "keep it quiet" plan? Can we not ignore the whole Kook vs Pogue for at least two seconds?!"

"She was with Topper," John B said a little hoarsely. We all fell silent after that.

I couldn't believe I hadn't had found the time to talk with Sarah. I was mad at myself. I'd been too focused on my own drama, trying to rile JJ up, then to focus what had been going on with my best friend and her ex? boyfriend. And I would bet 400 mil that that fight had started because of John B and Sarah.

Then we got robbed by Renfield and he took the key.

a/n: included a line from Outlander (book 1) can u find it?? it's kinda hard ngl