𝐋𝐄𝐅𝐓 𝐇𝐀𝐍𝐃 𝐅𝐑𝐄𝐄

stop falling in love

THE WIND WAS A little stronger today, the soft breeze ran through my long black hair which I put in a high ponytail. I was sipping my beer that JJ my best friend who sits next to me, gave me, while we discussed who was better at surfing, for sure he was better I knew that but I can't just admit that right? I always gotta win.

„That's what, a three-story fall to the deck? I give you 'bout a one-in-three chance of survival." Pope the smart one explained John B who was on the roof of the building we illegally were in. Teasingly John B asked if he should jump, „Yeah, jump." Pope answered pointing the screw drill at him like a gun, „I'll shoot you on the way down." Pope mocked him back.

„But If you jump you should do a backflip at least, otherwise it's gonna be bit of a waste of jump." I added laughing sipping my beer, JJ laughed at my comment so did Pope and John B. „I don't think he could do that." JJ added.

„They're gonna have Japanese toilets with towel warmers." Kiara, the last one of our crew came out of the house, somehow finding a cohesion with her turtles thing and the toilets she complained again how nobody cared about turtles anymore.

„Don't spill my beer, I'm not giving you another one." JJ said but as soon as he finished John B dropped the can of beer. I shook my head and laughed, „Of course you did." JJ complained.

„Hey, uh, security's here." Pope warned us. We all jumped off and ran. I was just behind JJ when he fell on the stairs, „Dumbass." I laughed and overtook him. I knew he was gonna come back at me for that one. Kiara, John B who was driving and I were already in the van and just waited for Pope and JJ to finally come after us. „Took you long enough gentlemen." I said laughing trying to close the van door but JJ stopped me.

JJ leaned out of John B's van, „Just a little more, you nearly got it." He yelled at the security man who was trying to run after us, then giving  him a beer can.
„JJ stop." Kiara complained, „Oh come on man. That sort of initiative is just begging to be punished." JJ laughed. „I don't even get why they still trynna catch us, we're faster every time." I said and everybody agreed.

We, as is John Booker Routledge kinda the „leader" of our small group, Kiara Carrera the rich girl that doesn't want to be rich, no she wants to save the world, Pope Heyward the brain of the group, if you need help in maths you should go to him,  and last but not least
JJ Maybank probably the biggest fuck up in our crew, always high but he'd do anything for us which we mostly always appreciate.

I woke up completely hang over next to Ki on John B's couch. Slowly getting up I felt extreme pain in my head, fuck alcohol.

„Holy shit what happened yesterday." I asked the brown haired girl next to me rubbing my head to relieve the pain a little bit. She laughed at my question and got up, „You can't remember?" I shook my head.
„You got so crossfaded and then you threw up a lot mostly on yourself and that's why we changed your clothes, say thank you to JJ who gave you his hoodie and your welcome for new pants and don't worry, nobody but me saw anything important." She winked. „God I'm sorry, again." She laughed even harder and shook her head. „No worries, I'm used to it by now." She got up and gave me a glass of water with some painkillers.

This happens literally every time I drink. I get high pretty much everyday so that's not the problem. I also drink a lot at parties and y'know some beers after another fun adventure with the boys and Ki, but when I start to drink and smoke together it's over. Alcohol mixed with some good weed and me are not the best combination, but still my dumbass doesn't stop me from doing it.

„Yo Jo what's up, ruff sex yesterday?" JJ sat down next to me on the couch I was nearly dying on. „If you mean crossfaded by sex, yes. Very ruff." He laughed at me and shook his head, „Damn Dawg, you look like shit." „Thanks." He giggled and pulled me into a hug, god that boy smells like he took a bath in weed. „I like your sweatshirt tho, kinda familiar. Ah yeah right, it's mine. Can I have it back?" „Now?" He nodded. „I'm not wearing anything under it dumbass." „Yeah that's like the whole point?" He smirked, I rolled my eyes and got up to go outside to join the others.

That's the JJ I get to see 90% of the time I'm with him. Flirty very flirty. But he's been like that since I've known him. We met at the beach one day when we were about thirteen. I can still remember he was surfing and I asked him to teach me since I couldn't do it back then, and he did. It took some time but he managed to actually teach me. Since that day we're pretty much inseparable. Yes he is the most annoying prick in this whole world, but he's my best friend. And I love him.

„Morning love birds." John B greeted us chilling in the hammock. „Wassup?" The blonde ran towards him trying to kick him out of the hammock but failed, John B already saved him by crawling out of it before JJ could even touch it.

The others went home, because otherwise their parents would get worried since there was a bad hurricane coming up. I'm sometimes really happy my mom doesn't care about anything I do but it's kind of depressing too, I think she wouldn't even notice if i'd disappear for a whole month or longer. My mom and I used to be very close, but when Dad took his life everything completely changed. It's like Mom fell into a deep hole full off drugs and depression and she can't get out of it.

Maybank and I went to the beach to hang out. We laid in the sand watching how the dark clouds got closer and closer. Most of the tourists that came here were running away now so we were pretty much the only people on the beach left. It started to rain heavily. Soaking wet we just silently laid there watching the waves which got higher and higher the worse the storm got. 

I look over to JJ because I noticed he looked at me, „Do I have something on my face or what?" He shook his head and smiled. God he really has the cutest smile in the world.
„No you're just so pretty it's unbelievable." I raised my eyebrows and laughed. „Oh Maybank, will you ever stop falling in love with me?" I smirked. „I'm not falling in love with you, you crackhead." „Right that's why your cheeks are as red as tomatoes." I caressed his cheeks. „Shut up." He said pushing me away. I laughed at his stupid behavior. „Well I'm leaving it's getting cold, peace out fucker." I said and got up. „Peace out sucker." He winked and waved me.