𝐎𝐃𝐄𝐓𝐓𝐄 ➺ 𝐉𝐉 𝐌𝐀𝐘𝐁𝐀𝐍𝐊

𝐓𝐇𝐈𝐑𝐓𝐄𝐄𝐍「𝐒𝐏𝐈𝐓𝐓𝐄𝐑𝐒 𝐀𝐑𝐄 𝐐𝐔𝐈𝐓𝐓𝐄𝐑𝐒」

𝐎𝐝𝐞𝐭𝐭𝐞'𝐬 𝐏𝐎𝐕

I reach out and grab the Fedex package, shining my flashlight on it. The words 'For BIRD' are scribbled in the front and I realise the funny 'R' that John B talked about earlier. I head back over to the opening and pass the envelope to John B.

"That's not gold" Pope sighs in disappointment.

JJ helps me out the dark hole and I smile at him gratefully, dusting my clothes off.

"Holy shit. This is from my dad" John B tells us and we all grin happily for him.

I hear the flick of JJ's lighter and I turn to see a cloud of smoke leave his lips.

"Code red. Code red. Square groupers! Square groupers!" JJ starts to panic.

"Go" Kiara shrieks, pushing me.

"It's the guys who robbed your house" JJ declares as we hide at the side of the mausoleum.

"Light" Kiara snaps and I turn mine off.

"Light" Pope snaps, lighting hitting my arm and pointing at the blonde next to me who still has a light shining from his headlight.

"Seriously, JJ?" I groan, reaching over and turning the light off as he puts out his blunt.

"John B, your light!" I hear Kiara scold him.

"Do you think it's them?" She asks me and I shrug.

"Homie's got a gun" JJ announces.

"Yeah, screw this" I state, grabbing JJ's wrist and running forward.

The others follow right behind us and we reach the gate. I throw myself over the wall and land on my feet at the other side. Everyone else does the same and I see Pope climbing the gate.

"Hurry up!" JJ hollers loudly.

"Guys! Guys!" Pope shouts and I realise he's stuck on the fence.

"Shit" Kiara mutters.

"Pope, come on!" JJ yells.

"Guys, I'm stuck!" The boy on the fence retorts.

Kiara and John B rush forward to help Pope while I stay back with JJ.

"Pope, don't move, okay?" I hear JJ demand and I turn to see him pointing the gun at Pope.

"Are you fucking stupid?!" I shriek, grabbing the gun from his hands.

"Give that back!" He snaps.

"Not until you learn how to behave!" I scold him, shoving the gun into the waistband of my jeans and covering it with my hoodie.

JJ opens his mouth to argue but it's cut short by a loud rip. I see Pope's feet hit the ground and his ripped shorts stuck to the fence still.

"Nice! Come on, dude!" JJ grins.

"Look, it's a little Tootsie Roll!" He adds as we run back to the van.