book 1 of 4
ever since bianca 'b' prescott was born, she was told that she was the fairest of them all. and like any, the island's very own kook princess had a reputation- she was stubborn and shallow and most of all, she was a spoiled bitch. but ev...
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"Pope, you clocked that car, man!" JJ chuckled in the backseat, his head leaning against the window of Kiara's car, "It was so bad!"
Bianca couldn't help but laugh, feeling a light tug on the back of her head where JJ was attempting to braid a small plait after she'd taught him. She handed Pope, JJ's joint, exhaling a white cloud into the backseat before leaning back into the blond boy with a contented sigh.
Pope grinned, glancing to the backseat at the couple, "I'm just glad I'm not driving now."
Kiara scoffed loudly, glancing between the three, "Are you guys kidding me!?"
"Mama's mad," JJ smirked down at the girl and maybe it was the weed, but Bianca laughed way harder than she should've.
"JJ- it's not funny," Kiara scolded them, "He shouldn't be driving!"
"Uh oh," Bianca rolled her eyes lazily, as the boys laughed, "Who called the fun police-"
"B- are you serious?" Kiara's eyes widened in frustration, she couldn't believe they were cracking jokes while John B was a literal fugitive.
"What? JJ started it," She narrowed her eyes at her best friend.
"I know how we can finish it," JJ's lips upturned in a cheeky grin, tilting her head towards him and placing a soft kiss to her lips.
"Oh- guys come on," Pope groaned as they leaned in further, covering his eyes despite that he was driving.
Suddenly, a figure outside the car caught Bianca's eye and she quickly pulled away from JJ, "Pope- pull over!"
Pope suddenly swerved to a stop on the side of the road, the passengers lurching along with the car, "What?" Pope whirled around, trying to figure out what went wrong, "What happened?"
But Bianca was already jumping out, fingers fumbling with the door handle before slamming it shut behind her. JJ frowned, glancing out the window to see her round the car towards a little, dark haired girl on a bicycle.
"Wheezie-" Bianca's eyes narrowed as the young Cameron kicked down her brake, "What are you doing here?!"
"B!" Wheezie grinned, swinging her legs off her bike, "I was just coming to see you."
Bianca held her at arm's length, "You shouldn't be out here-"
"I know, I know," Wheezie's eyes widened in a silent plea, "But B, Ward locked Sarah in her room, Mom won't stop arguing with him, Rafe's being super sketchy and no one tells me anything!"
Bianca's eyebrows creased together, "So you came to me?"
Wheezie merely nodded, her big doe eyes widened up at the girl, "I didn't know what else to do."
Bianca sighed softly, "Shit," She mumbled under her breath before pulling the girl in for a hug. The youngest Cameron tightened her arms around Bianca's waist, letting herself finally untense, "It's okay, Wheezie, everything's gonna be fine."
"Rafe said John B killed Peterkin," Wheezie muttered into Bianca's shirt, "And that he tried to kill Ward because he thinks he tried to kill his father-"
"What?" Bianca quickly pulled away, heart pounding wildly in her chest.
"How crazy right? I mean, like we knew him," Wheezie scoffed, shaking her head lightly, "Can you believe it? You think you know the guy but it turns out he's a killer. I mean, living in our house, it gives me the total creeps!"
Bianca couldn't keep up with how fast she was talking. She was sure her heart would beat out of her chest, throat painfully constricting as she glanced down at the young girl.
"It's like what you see on TV, and the neighbours are all like 'oh, he's a normal guy,'" Wheezie continued, unaware at the way Bianca's breath hitched in her throat, "It's like when women fall in love with guys on death row- I mean, my sister- dating a killer!"
Bianca bit her lower lip, forcing herself to inhale and exhale steadily- how ironic it was that it wasn't Sarah, but Bianca who dated the real killer. She couldn't tell Wheezie her older brother- the boy she looked up to all her life- was a murderer- how could she?
So instead, she bent down to Wheezie's level and met her gaze, "Wheezie, I need you to listen to me," Bianca said slowly, cupping the girl's face between her hands, "John B is not a killer- he didn't shoot anyone."
"Well, then who did?" Wheezie's eyebrows furrowed in confusion.
Bianca didn't respond, pulling the girl into her arms again. She placed a soft kiss to the top of her head, "Let me take you home, okay?"
"Okay," Wheezie mumbled, still confused, but content in the arms of the girl she considered her second big-sister.
As Bianca led Wheezie towards the car, she noticed Kiara and Pope had swapped seats and they were watching her with confusion apparent on their faces.
"Go put your bike in the back," She told the young girl who nodded and trailed towards the trunk.
Bianca headed towards driver's side, leaning on the sill with the window open, "Can we drop her home, please?"
Kiara nodded with a small smile- she'd met Wheezie many times during sleepovers at the Cameron's during her Kook year. Pope nodded his head towards Wheezie, "You didn't tell her?"
Bianca shook her head, mumbling a quiet 'no,' as she watched Wheezie round the car beside her, heart feeling heavy in her chest.
Wheezie got in the middle beside JJ while Bianca slid into the seat next to her before Kiara started the car up again. Bianca could feel how tense Wheezie was, back stiff and her legs straightened in front of her.
JJ looked as though he didn't know what to do with her either, twirling his joint between his fingers, "You want some or.." He trailed off, shifting uncomfortably in his seat.
"You legitimately just offered me drugs?" Wheezie raised an eyebrow at him, "I'm thirteen."
JJ looked slightly taken aback, glancing at Bianca unsurely who was stifling a small smile. From the front seat, Pope began chuckling loudly, "Dude, that's so messed up," He glanced over at Kiara who was also laughing, eyes crinkled at the corners.
"Whatever," JJ scoffed, a slight grin playing on his own lips as the car filled with laughter, "Where are we going?"
Kiara glanced over her shoulder at the backseat, "The last place they're gonna look."
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