"Why are all these mattresses out?" John B asked.
"After a hurricane, they ditch 'em' cause they're moldy. Just be so careful, John B." JJ grasps John B around the shoulders teasing him about what the Carrera girl had previously said.
"God you're so weird." John B pushed JJ's head away.
"What was that about?" JJ asked.
"I don't know. Maybe she wants us to be careful." John B shrugged.
"Since she heard you're being threatened with exile, she's just been, like, 'Oh! Be so careful, John B. Oh, give me that John D already.' When are you gonna swoop on that man?" JJ asked throwing his hands in the air.
"Bro, you know the rule. No Pogue-on-Pogue macking. You're the one always hitting on her. And what about earlier with Mack? Don't think I wouldn't find out about you telling her she's basically got you whipped. And then all those death stares you've been giving Pope every time him and Mack do literally anything together..." John B argues back with an eye roll.
"Of course I'm hitting on her. She's a super-hot, rich, hippie chick slumming with us. Why? I can't figure it out either, but who cares, bro? I know that door's locked cause I've tried it. Have you?" Said JJ dismissing the Mack comment.
"You need help. Not a little help a lot of help. It's like every girl who just has a heartbeat, you're like... 'Uhhh'" John B states making a zombie-like noise at the end.
"That's not an issue, that's a luxury, my guy. Every girl wants to be with me, well except for 2 I guess." JJ trailed off.
"Who's the other one? I know 1 is Kie but I thought that was it?" John B questioned.
"Mack... she's just so complicated like one minute she's telling me we are never gonna happen and the next minute she's cuddling me on the boat. What does she want??" JJ whined, complaining to his best friend.
"Dude, you're blind. She's been into you since like 4th grade. You've just gotta pay more attention. I'm telling you. You've got her just as bad as she's got you."
"Is that us? Twenty-nine" JJ asked.
"This is it. Okay." John B nodded.
"Housekeeping." JJ sings in a high-pitched voice.
"Should we try it?" John B asked.
"Yeah." JJ nodded.
"No power. No security cameras. No one's gonna know." JJ added.
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Mack's POV
The boys went off to check out the Motel room leaving Kie, Pope, and I to hold down the fort on the HMS Pogue.
"Now that JJ's gone, Mack oh my god, did you notice anything unusual about JJ today? Like on the way here?" Pope questioned the tiny blonde sitting in front of him.
"Ummm oh! You mean the death stare he was giving you the whole way here cause you had your arm around me? Yeah I might've noticed that." Mackenzie chuckled rolling her eyes.
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Fanfiction"What can I say? I'm a wreck without you, Maybank." I smiled, wrapping my arms around his neck. "I can say the same thing about you, Bridges." •••••••••••••••••••••••••••••••••••••••••••• Warning: I do not own the characters or the plot except Mack...
