high tide (J.M)

Square Groupers

Some time had passed and the group were now sitting in the boat approaching the motel.

"Something doesn't feel right." Arlo murmured quietly with a frown.

Kiara heard her but didn't bother to say anything.

JJ whistled before speaking.

"I thought the Château looked bad."

"This place is a shitshow." John B said.

"Motel or meth lab?"

"You be the judge." Pope added.

"Doesn't look like a place somebody with a Grady-White stays." John spoke up again and Arlo nodded.

"No. Looks like a place someone with a Grady-White would get killed."

"All right. Here we go."

"This is your captain speaking. HMS Pogue comin' in for landing." JJ said dramatically.

"Whoo!"

"We good?" John B asked.

"Yeah, we good."

"All right. Here goes nothin'. " John b grinned.

"Hey."

"Yeah?" John B said turning back to look at Kiara.

Arlo zoned out as she stared at the Motel.

By the time she came back to reality JJ and John B were gone meanwhile Kiara and Pope were discussing pet peeves.

"What about you Arlo? What's your pet peeve?" Pope asked in attempt to get Kiara off his ass.

"Liars, under any circumstances." The girl answered.

Kiara opened her mouth to speak up but was cut off by Pope's panicked tone.

"Hey, hey, cops."

The girls eyes shot to the cops and there both gulped nervously.

"Shit."

"Call them."

"I can't. Towers are down."

This made Arlo groan, stupid hurricane.

"If I lose my merit scholarship, I'm gonna kill someone." Pope sque.aked

"Maybe they're not going up. Mayb-"

There was a moment of silent amongst the three.

"Maybe they're looking for a room." Pope said looking to Arlo hoping for her assurance.

"They're going up."

"Fuck." Arlo muttered to herself.

Pope and Kiara climbed out of the boat commanding Arlo to stay there in case.

She watched the two hurry to the building and stare at the window.

She was so dumb, she should've just stayed home.

She chewed her lap watching Kiara and Pope fail at throwing rocks. The cops were almost at the door.

Deciding there was no point in just watching chaos ensue, she ran out of the boat and towards the two.

She picked up a small rock and threw it at the window and it hit the upper right corner with ease.

They watched John B peep through the blinds and signalled that there were cops.

"Should we peel?" Pope questioned as they all hopped in the boat.

"You never leave a Pogue behind." Kiara said in a duh tone.