addicted to you | jj maybank

three

"I thought the chateau looked bad," jj whistled as the pulled up to the motel. "this place looks sketchy," colette said. "it looks like a shit show," john b said. "motel or meth lab?" kiara asked. "you be the judge," pope answered.

"doesn't look like a place somebody with a grady-white would stay," john b pointed out. "no, looks like a place someone with a grady- white would be killed," pope said.

"well here we go," colette stood up, and stood next to jj. "this is your captain speaking. hms pouges comin' in for landing," jj said as he jumped out. he reached his hand out to help colette off. "here goes nothing," john b said as he went to get off.

"hey, don't let them do anything stupid," pope said as he pointed to the blondies. "oh, we will" jj answered as colette put her hand to her chest acting offended, "ouch, i'm not that immature."

"im not making promises," john b said. "be careful," kie handed the key to john b, "I mean it." jj and colette looked at each other and tried not to laugh.

"just be so careful, john b," jj repeated kiara's words as he got in john b's face. "God you're so weird," john b pushed him off. "what was that about?" jj asked.

colette walked behind the two boys, listening to jj make fun of john b.

"I don't know maybe she wants to be careful," john b said. "john b you must be an idiot if you believe all she wants is for you to be careful," colette piped in.

"see everyone notices," jj pointed out. "like how everyone notices what's going on with you and lottie?"

"woah woah woah nothing is going on with me and j," "yeah me and lottie are just friends," they both got defensive.

"yeah maybe friends with benefits," john b shrugged. "dude shut up, and since kiara heard you're being threatened with exile she's just been like 'oh! be so careful john b, just give me that john d already," jj joked in a moan. "when are you gonna swoop on that, man?" he asked.

"bro you know the rule. no pouge on pogue macking," john b said. "besides you're the one always hitting on her." "ay ay ay," jj pretended to cover colette's ears. "I do not hit on kie," jj laughed and colette pushed him off.

they walked up towards door 29. "this is it," john b said. "housekeeping," jj said in a high pitched voice and knocked on the door. colette giggled at him and he looked up to look at her before being pushed by john b to open the door.

"should we try it?" john b asked. "yeah," colette said. "no power. no security cameras. no one's gonna know," jj said as john b opened the door.

"check the bag. see if there's a name on there somewhere," the two boys looked in the bags colette walked around the room to look around.

"yo guys come here," jj said looking at pieces of paper. the other two looked over his shoulder. "maybe this is where they were fishing."

"no, that's off the continental shelf, that's big swell. nobody fishes there," john b said. colette picked up a sticky note to read the numbers on it. "standard. tissues for when you get lonely," jj said walking towards the bathroom. "oooh!" jj said.

"did you find anything?" john b asked. "a really awesome dopp kit you won't let me steal," jj said and he pocketed something as colette watched him and john b turned around. he stuck a finger up infront of his lips and said "shhh." "yeah cause were not stealing shit," john b said.

she smiled and nodded her head as she watched john b kneel down to a safe. he pushed random numbers in but it didn't work. "yeah punching shit at random, that will definitely work," jj said.

"oh wait," colette said before turning around and grabbing the stinky note. "here," she handed it to john b. he punched the numbers in and the safe unlocked.