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IVY AND JJ met up at john b's house the next day, JJ talking to ivy about pranking JB.
"hm, i don't think that's a good idea." ivy mumbled.
"DCS! i know you're in there!" JJ yelled anyways, pounding loudly on the door.
"dude!" ivy whispered, harshly.
"sh." he laughed, grabbing ivy's hand and leading her to the window where he jumped down, scaring the shit out john b.
"whoa!" john b jumped.
"gotcha slick." JJ said, laughing.
"i told him not to." ivy mouthed to john b, making him laugh softly.
"you should've seen your face. your face was like..." JJ trailed off laughing, ivy pinching his side.
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"I'M JUST SAYING, like, i don't understand why you don't at least try with kiara." JJ said to john b from the passenger seat of the van.
"she clearly likes you, JB." ivy said from the back, she was laying down with her shirt pulled up, because she burning up.
"yeah, she's like "oh, john b."" JJ moaned, making ivy laugh loudly.
"is that what she does?" john b asked.
"she's sketching about you diving, then she kissed you." JJ said.
"on the cheek." ivy said. "that'd be like if i kissed JJ on the cheek, it'd mean nothing."
ivy got up and leaned over to JJ, kissing his cheek. his eyes got wide & his cheeks blushed slightly.
"did you feel anything?" ivy asked, laying back down.
"no." JJ lied.
"it's not like we were makin' out." john b said, throwing his hand up.
"low-hanging fruit, bro." JJ said.
"oh, please. kie would make out with me before any of you guys." ivy giggled.
"i won't believe it until i see it." JJ said, flirtatiously.
"oh, gross." ivy groaned.
"dude." john b scolded.
"you're telling me you wouldn't wanna watch? anyways, don't tell me you don't notice. i can see it in your eyes." JJ said.
