Aurora Lili Routledge, or as everyone calls her; Rory, is the twin sister of John B Routledge. With the summer approaching, Rory and John B have made a perfect plan along with their friends; JJ, Pope, and Kie to have a good time, all the time.
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We drive through the woods, rich neighbourhoods to watch.. We joked as we looked that they were too good for us. 'Cause socially speaking, we were the same... With runaway fathers and mothers who drank... A tale old as time, young love don't last for life.
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We've travelled the seas, we've ridden the stars...We've seen everything from Saturn to Mars..As much as it seems like you own my heart....It's astronomy, we're two worlds apart.We're two worlds apart..(It's astronomy) we're two worlds apart...
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Third Person Perspective~
THE journey back home from the sheriff's station was a silent one. Jackson, JJ, and Rory had made their way back, each lost in their own thoughts, the weight of the day heavy upon their shoulders. Kie and Pope had departed earlier, leaving the group to grapple with the evidence they had uncovered.
They had traversed through challenges, from cleaning garbage to near-death experiences in the sewer, all in pursuit of justice for John B and Sarah. The day had been a quest to unearth the truth buried beneath layers of deceit and corruption. And amidst the grime and darkness, they had found a glimmer of hope—a gun, the damning evidence of Rafe Cameron's guilt in Sheriff Peterkin's murder.
Yet, their fervent hope of delivering this evidence into the hands of justice was dashed upon the callous skepticism of Sheriff Shoupe. His refusal to entertain their claims served as a bitter reminder of the uphill battle they faced in their fight for truth.
In the confines of Jackson's jeep, the darkness of the night enveloped them as they drove towards the Chateau. The cool wind served as a backdrop to Rory's tumultuous thoughts, her heart a battlefield of emotions she struggled to contain.
Silence hung heavy between Jackson and JJ as they navigated the familiar roads. Jackson's focus on driving was unwavering, yet his mind churned with concern for Rory, evident in the occasional glance he cast her way. JJ, too, was preoccupied, his worry evident in the furrow of his brow. JJ's worried glances towards Rory betrayed his concern, though his attempts at conversation were met with only the sound of the wind rushing past.
As they arrived at the Chateau, Rory's demeanor belied the turmoil within her. Swiftly exiting the jeep, she offered a soft smile to Jackson's inquiry, her words belying the storm raging inside her. "Go home, Jack...it's getting late," she murmured, her gaze distant as she turned towards the house.
Jackson hesitated, concern etched into his features, but eventually relented, driving off after J got off. The pair entered the Chateau, enveloped by a heavy silence that mirrored Rory's inner turmoil. JJ trailed after Rory, his apprehension mounting with each step.
