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── .✦ "JAY, KEYS, REMOTE." Ben called out to the long-haired boy who was running down the steps first, and the boy turned, catching the items Ben threw to him.
"Wait." Evie stopped them, her hand holding tightly onto Freddie's gloved one, "Something's wrong." She looked at Ben for a moment, and let go of Freddie's hand so she could fix Ben's beanie, pulling it down slightly.
"Oh." Ben was confused, but let her do whatever she wanted, smiling.
"There." She looked him over and nodded, fine with Ben's entire look at that second.
"Shotgun!" Dude called out, and Freddie scrunched his brows towards the mutt that could somehow speak.
"What the hell?" Freddie was freaked out to say the least as he took a fearful step away from the talking dog.
"No, Dude, stay. The Isle is way too dangerous." Carlos reprimanded, pointing at the dog that groaned in defeat.
"Bro, are you talking to a dog?" Freddie asked confused as Evie gasped and Jay and Ben's jaws were dropped.
"Yeah, I know. I'll tell you later." Carlos assured and Freddie shook his head in disbelief, trying to forget what just happened. They all shook off what happened and ran towards the limousine.
"Let's go." Ben said and Freddie opened the door for Evie, allowing her to jump into the long vehicle before climbing in himself.
"Okay. Once we cross the bridge, park under the pier in the old garage. Got it?" Evie asked Jay, who was driving and Carlos was sat in the passenger seat beside Jay.
"Got it." Jay replied, and he began to drive away from the entrance of the school towards the bridge. They crossed the bridge, and made it to the Isle in no time but the entire way there, Evie's leg was bouncing really fast, showing how anxious she was to be back in her childhood home.
Freddie noticed and placed his gloved hand on her leather pants covered thigh to stop her leg from bouncing, and it worked as her cheeks began to redden at the feeling of his strong hand on her thigh. He rubbed his thumb gently across her leg, calming her nerves and she sent a gentle kiss to the side of his head in gratitude.
Jay stopped the vehicle and jumped out, along with everyone else, "Ben, help me with the tarp." Carlos pointed to the pile of tarp at the side of the garage and Ben nodded, running over with him, "Jay."
"Yeah." The long-haired boy grabbed the other side of the tarp, and the five teenagers covered the limo thoroughly so nobody would suspect it was there. But, anyone in their right mind would know that was a limousine, maybe if the tarp was camouflaged, maybe then it would be harder to identify, "I got it."
