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The route the group took next was completely unknown to Luna. Obviously she didn't know the island all too well anyway, but this was a whole new area of The Cut. JJ, sat tensely in the driving seat, didn't need directions to know where he was going however. He didn't even speak until they arrived, instead maneuvered the rusting vehicle in silence. Luna didn't fail to notice his hands on the wheel, and how he gripped it so tight, they were turning red.
"Welcome to crackhead wasteland." Sarah muttered uneasily as they drove down a narrow road to where a long bungalow sat firmly. Cluttering the sides of the grassy path was junk and litter and chunks of rusting metal and abandoned rotting furniture; it wasn't the most scenic of places.
The girl looked to her friends with a worried frown, none of them seemed particularly comfortable being here, let alone with an angry JJ. Pope began to fidget with his top when he looked out and saw where they were. "I don't know about this, man."
She jolted forward as the van came to an abrupt stop outside the front door, falling into Kiara's side and giving her an apologetic look. Her friend just smiled and shook her head, before they both looked to the front where the blonde boy began opening his door.
"Dude, why are we at Barry's?"
Luna herself felt too out of place to say anything properly. She still couldn't believe what had even just happened: she'd been so fearful, yet now they were at the home of the person who caused that fear? It didn't seem right. Her body was still in panic mode, which to her meant it felt frozen. The girl hated this though, she wished she was as calm as Sarah seemed to be right now, or even Kie- both were acting almost normal already. Luna still couldn't stop her hands from shaking, let alone get the man's face out of her mind, or the feeling of the gun being held at her head.
"This'll only take a second." She was snapped out of her spiral of thoughts as JJ's voice. There was something different about it, she'd never seen him like this.
"Where are you going?" Was the question asked as the boy made his way closer and closer to the house, the card he took from the wallet being flipped around his fingers like a pen. He didn't even look back at them.
"Yo soy justicia." And that was all the response John B got.
Luna glanced around nervously, before looking back out the now open door at the teenage boy as he disappeared into the home. What was he going to do? Was he going to steal something? Why were none of their friends doing anything? And why wasn't she doing anything?
"Did you glean anything from that?" Pope widened his eyes at the boy in the bandanna in the front.
"You know somebody should probably-" Kiara rolled hers. Why were they all acting so weird about this? Obviously whatever JJ was doing wasn't right, he was trespassing, but they seemed more bored than concerned.
