Why him? // Rafe Cameron

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Stella was laying in the hammock with Kiara, as the boys sat around the fire. "How much was it again?" She asks.

"Four hundred mil." Pope exhales.

"All right, let's talk about the split. Now, before we say 'evenly', may I remind you that I am the only one that can properly defend us from those grouper who were after us." JJ holds up his gun.

"You haven't even trained. You've done zero training."

"Youtube, bro! That's at least a 5% bump right there. Any objections?" They are all about to protest but JJ doesn't let them. "Didn't think so. I don't hear any, so.."

"What are you gonna do with your 100 mil, Pope?" Kiara asks.

"Pay for college in advance. And also, textbooks. Those are expensive."

"What about you Kie?"

"Yeah, what does a socialist do when she's rich?"

"Just wanna make a double album." She shrugs. "About OBX, the Pogues. You know, the way Catch a Fire is about Kingston. What about you Stells?"

"Ugh, 100 mil? I don't even know. Probably let my Aunt retire, buy us both a nice house. Then probably go to college, get out of here for a bit."

"College? Right Pope you are no longer allowed to talk to Stella." JJ exclaims.

Stella chuckles, "JJ! Pope had no influence over my decision, in a way I've always wanted to go. I just never thought I could. Like come on, I'm 18, hanging out with 16 year olds, at this rate i'm never leaving. Anyway, what about you JJ?" She turns the attention away from her.

"Actually I know what I'm going to do" JJ starts. "I'm gonna get a big ass house on Figure Eight and go full kook."

"Full Kook?"

"Yup. Gonna get a marble statue of myself and then I'm gonna get a koi pond."

Stella laughs, "I'm never visiting."

"What about you JB?" asks Pope.

"To going full kook?" He suggests, holding up his beer.

"To going full kook!" They all join in.

• • • • • • • • • • • • •

The others were off to find a computer, but Stella had to pay a visit to Barry. He owed her money, and while the royal merchant is important... she wasn't a millionaire just yet.

"Barry" Stella smiles, walking in.

"Hey Stella, what's up?" He waves from where he's sat.

"Not much just want my money" She crosses her arms.

"Ah, nothing else then?" He smirks.

"Don't be disgusting."

"Worth a shot." he shrugs, "It's in an envelope with your name on in the back" He points, not bothering to go get it for her.

"Thanks, love the courtesy, as always." Stella mumbles, walking off. She spots the envelope, and mutters something about how protected her money was.

"Hey, Country club! What's good with you, man?" She hears Barry greet, as she shoves the money in her bag. Popping her head round , she spots no other than Rafe Cameron, what the fuck.

"Should've worn a wife-beater." Rafe tells Barry as they shake hands.

Stella laughed, announcing her presence, "You couldn't beat anybody, Rafe."