walking between the raindrops, riding the aftershock beside you
off into the sunset, living like there's nothing left to lose
chasing after gold mines, crossing the fine lines we knew
hold on and take a breath, i'll be here every step
walking betwee...
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Isis has always loved beach parties. For someone like her, who doesn't see her friends often, it's an opportunity to meet them in a happy atmosphere that makes everyone feel comfortable. It's her safe place.
Except, of course, when those damn Kooks come in to mess things up. Luckily for them, they aren't there tonight. For the first time in forever, Isis really feels like she's letting off steam. She feels capable of anything. Like, well... anything.
"IZ!"
She turns around and waves to the quartet approaching her.
"Hey guys! We were waiting for you here!"
"We?" asks John B, raising an eyebrow.
Isis giggles and gives him a high-five.
"No, just me actually," she says while hugging Kie. "What took you so long?"
"Trying to convince Pope's dad," JJ explains.
"Damn, that sucks..."
"Yeah..." grimaces Pope with embarrassement.
"At least you're here with us, babe!" she gushes with a huge smile. "Chill out, it's gonna be awesome."
She drops a kiss on his cheek to comfort him. Pope gives her a bashful smile.
"Well, now I'm jealous," teases JJ, crossing his arms on his chest.
Isis imitates him, drawing a smirk on her face. The others decide it's the right time to get away from them.
"You're really funny, JJ Maybank," she finally quips. "You offered me a date, but I'm still waiting for you to call me!" she exclaims, pressing her finger on his torso.
"Wait, I didn't know you actually meant it!" he laughs, raising his hands in innocence.
Isis shakes her head, narrowing her eyes.
"You're such a dumbass," she sighs, pretending to walk away.
"But, hey, still wanna hook up, right?" JJ hastens to ask, wrapping his arm around her shoulders. "For real. No sneaking off, this time."
Isis looks at him with those bright eyes he always loses himself into.
"... You're very lucky. Of course, I'm still interested."
