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CHAPTER FOUR "promise"
Evelyn follows behind Kiara as they make their way into The Wreck, all of the Pogues seemingly blissfully happy with what they'd achieved today. Evelyn on the other hand is still a little worried that somebody is going bust them for what they did — even if she technically wasn't involved. They hadn't exactly done much to soothe her anxiety on the way over considering they kept talking about some 'gold' and how they're going to search for it.
Pope's words about John B wanting to stay connected to his father suddenly makes a lot more sense to Evelyn, this whole thing is to do with John Routledge and his search for The Royal Merchant. Admittedly she'd thought it was a bit of a joke at first, like a treasure hunt? But none of the Pogues looked as if they were joking.
"Hey, you okay?"
Evelyn looks over at Pope is already looking, a twinge of concern evident in his eyes. She can't exactly tell whether it's because he's worried she'll rat them out or if he's genuinely worried for her. There's something about the second option that makes her feel warm, liked, accepted. It's weird to her because she hardly knows the boy, they hardly know each other.
"Yeah, I'm okay," Evelyn says quietly, fiddling with the bracelet on her wrist. Pope sees the movement but does question it, instead nodding his head as if saying he believes her — she doesn't know whether he does or not. "Do you really think it's real?"
"I-i well I'm not sure but I'd like to think it is. You know, for John B?" Pope replies, the duo watching as Kiara hugs her father.
"Yeah,"
Evelyn and Pope stand beside one another in relative quiet after that. Kiara's father returns with some food after not long after, even if he doesn't look too happy about it, his eyes surveying them before stopping on the girl whom he'd never seen with them before.
"Evelyn?" He asks, shock clearly evident in his tone of voice.
"Hi Mr Carrera," Evelyn greets with a small smile.
"Kiara didn't tell me the two of you were friends,"
The two girls exchange glances. Evelyn can't exactly say they're friends, probably more so acquaintances.
"It's a new thing," Kiara speaks, walking over to stand beside her. Mr Carrera looks as if he's happy with that, throwing one last scathing glance at the boys before leaving them alone.
"Well at least he likes somebody," Kiara mumbles.
Evelyn laughs softly, shaking her head. It's a little odd to her that Kiara's parents so openly dislike her friends, anytime Evelyn made a new friend her mother was ecstatic. The first time she'd met Sarah, her mum was already planning their first sleepover.
