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"HEY, motherfucker. Get down," Spencer Briggs said, smiling. As she watched her friend, John B. She sat on top of a bar, both of her hands gripping onto the cold metal. JJ Maybank sat underneath her. The breeze blew her hair around her pale face, she removed one hand momentarily from the bar and tucked her hair behind her ears.
"That's what a three-storey fall to the deck? I'd give you about a one-in-three chance of survival." Pope Heyward said and John B replied with, "should I do it?"
Spencer rolled her eyes, affectionately. "Yeah, you should do it. I'll shoot you on the way down." Pope joked and both boys pointed finger guns at each other.
"You guys are so stupid." Spencer laughed, shaking her head at the two boys. Her eyes fell on JJ. "What?" She asked him, cocking her head slightly.
"What?" He repeated.
"You're staring at me." Spencer informed him, smiling awkwardly. JJ turned away and looked in front of them, taking a sip from his van of beer. "No I'm not." He said. Spencer's face flickered into a smile and she gave a small nod. "Mhm."
"They're gonna have Japanese toilets with towel warmers." Kiara said as she walked out of the house. "Of course. Why wouldn't they?" JJ said.
"This used to be a turtle habitat," Kie continued. "But who cares about the turtles, I guess?" She looked up at John B. "Can you please not kill yourself?"
"Don't spill that beer. I'm not giving you another one." JJ told John B, who immediately dropped his can of beer onto the deck and fake groaned, causing Spencer to snicker. "Of course you did!"
Seconds after there was a shout and the five teenagers looked to see that security was here. They all left their positions to leave. JJ started to shout at the security guard, jokingly. "Gary, good to see you, man Is it time?"
From behind him Spencer, laughing, hit his back, lightly and told him to come on. He flashed her a grin before they all ran into the house and ran through it, trying to not get caught. As they were running down the stairs, Spencer missed a step and tumbled down, landing on her ass. She burst out laughter and was quickly shoved up by JJ who ran ahead of her and immediately turned around when he saw the security guard in front of him. "I got him!" The guard shouted.
"Not much of a hugger!" JJ said as he slipped out of the guard's grip causing Spencer to smile as she ran ahead of him. The five left the house and were in the guard making their way over to the fence to jump over. Spencer was practically thrown over by JJ and barley managed to land on her feet. She laughed again when she saw Pope had landed flat on his face, he quickly recovered and got up, sprinting after his friends.
"Get back here, you little pricks!" The cop yelled at them, over the fence. But they were well ahead and hopping into the van. Kie pulled the door shut as they Gary continued to yell at them. Spencer threw her head back and burst out laughter yet again. She could still feel the adrenaline rush and leaned back against JJ. "Ah, that was amazing!" She exclaimed.
"God, Spence. Someone that didn't know you like we do would think you're constantly drunk."
"He gets drunk off plain living." Spencer said thoughtfully. When no one understood the reference, she informed them that it was a quote from The Outsiders book. "Uneducated simpletons." She grinned and then they heard Gary still shouting, he was running after the van now. "Check our Gary, gunnin for a raise!" Pope pointed.
Spencer stuck her head out the open door and started to yell taunts at the guard. "Come on, Gar! Just a little bit further! You can do it!" She shouted, barely containing her laughter.
"You're so close! You can do it. There you go!" JJ was hanging out the door as he teased the guard and Spencer grinned at him when he winked at her. JJ then tossed him a can of beer, which, surprisingly, Gary caught, which made it even more amusing to Spencer. "They don't pay you enough, bro." JJ said.
Kie told JJ and Spencer to stop and Gary gave up as the van sped away. "Oh, come on. That sort of initiative is just begging to be punished." The teens heard Gary groan and they all started to laugh.
