Mack's POVJJ and I were in his back yard, just hangin' out. Well I mean, I was sitting on a rock and he was playing target practice on a stuffed bear.
Yep, that's the love of my life, a stuffed bear killer. I wanted to try it out, but JJ said something about me not being able to handle it. Which I think is straight bullshit but I didn't fight him on it.
So I enjoyed my rock and the view of JJ with his gun.
"JJ!" Pope yelled speed-walking over to JJ, who didn't even realize Pope was there.
"JJ!" Pope shouted again.
JJ was now talking to the bear, as he shot at it, "What was that? That's what I thought, man." He mumbled.
"Pope he can't hear you, he's been talking to the thing for the past 45 minutes." I rolled my eyes, getting up from my rock.
Pope then looks over at me, I'm guessing just now noticing my presence.
"JJ! They know." Pope yelled, making JJ take off his headphones and turn towards Pope.
"What?" JJ asked.
"They know." Pope enunciated.
"All right, chill, bro. All right? They don't know shit." JJ assured the Heyward boy.
"Topper knows I sunk his boat." Pope whispers, looking JJ right in the eyes.
"Excuse me?? Woah, woah, woah. Back it up buddy." I make my way in between the two boys.
"How do you know they know?" JJ asked, trying to ignore my death stare.
"Because Rafe and Topper posted outside of Heyward's and mad dogged me." Pope explained.
"Will you calm down and get a grip, man? They don't know shit." JJ tried to calm Pope down.
"They have cameras. They could've seen me." Pope explained, worry laced in his voice.
"There was no power. How could they have seen you?" JJ asked.
"It's Figure Eight. They got generators. They don't give scholarships to kids who vengefully sink boats. It's not a good look on my transcript." Pope said, pacing back and forth.
"Enough with the regret, bro! They caved your face in. They hit us, we hit them. It's the law of the jungle. Now, if any Kooks come up to you and ask if you had anything to do with it, you walk up to 'em, look them right in the eye, and...." JJ trailed off.
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