whale on the Island

~Gal pal time~

The whole ride back to my house was uncomfortably quiet. Scarlet normally would yap her mouth off, but even she knows now it's not the time. Honestly, I couldn't care less about that kei girl. But, seeing John B current state makes me want to know more about her. What's her lore in all of this?

The Twinkie comes to a stop by some gates not that far from the house. "Hey John B? Are you okay to get home?" I ask gently. But he doesn't respond. Maybe it's too soon to talk about it. Scarlet looks over to me with a look of concern. I just shrug not knowing what else to do. "Let me know when you get home JB" Scarlet murmur rubbing his back before we both head out of the Twinkie.

Now for the next mission, sneaking back into the house. "You left your window unlocked right?" Scarlet reminds me of the original plan. "Oh yeah right I forgot" I chuckle feeling a bit at ease knowing that we don't have to use the doors.

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Since I covered Pope shift yesterday Mr. Heyward graciously gave me the day off. Which in my opinion is good and bad. I can just smoke the day away but I'm not gaining money at all by just sitting here at home. So here I am in my safety bubble, staring up at my beautiful full looking cart. The brownish oil shining through the thick glass. I should take a hit.  

"Ava!" Mom shouts from what I think is the living room. "What!"

"Your friend is here!"

A friend? I scramble to hide my weed pen making sure it's in its designated hiding spot. Which is just under one of my boobs. The girls holds it pretty good in my opinion.

Maybe it's John B? But wouldn't he have texted scarlet or I? I rush over to the front of the house to see my mom standing by the front door with JJ?

"JJ?"

"The one and only plum" he chuckles. He slides his hands into his khaki cargo shorts. I just stare at JJ confused as to why he's here. "Well, I'll be in my room. Make sure the door stays OPEN" mom warns me as she walks towards her safety bubble. I just internally laugh. JJ and I? She's so funny to think he would even want to touch me with a 6ft pole.

"So?" I cross my arms over my chest feeling awkward all of a sudden. "So? We're friends right? Friends hang out together you know? Or did you not have friends back in Miami?" He jokes.

Right. We are friends I suppose. I'm just not use to having male ones. Or ones that would show up to my house. "What about the group?"

"What about them?" He shrugs. Are they fighting or something? Or did John b tell JJ about that kei girl. God I'm too dumb to think about any of this. It's too much to remember and keep up with. I only have so much kilobytes in my brain left.

"I can't want to hang out with you? Just like if I wanted to hang out with John b or Pope?" He argues. I'm I thinking too deep into it? Does JJ really want to hang out with me? It's such a foreign concept that it makes me not want to confront the task itself.

"I mean yeah do you dude" I shrug not knowing what else to say. I just gesture over to the couch in the living room. We threw out the STD, dust mite infected couch from before when the movers came.

JJ takes a seat on the black cracked leather couch that made it all the way from Miami to here. "Hungry? Thirsty?" I ask him trying to be host like. "Plum stop being so tense, let's watch a movie or something" he lightens the mood with a chuckle. I'm I that obvious? I look down at myself. My arms still crossed over my chest. Yeah I look closed off, makes sense. I walk over to the couch grabbing the remote on the way. I take a seat at the other end of the couch.