Crusher. *.゜｡:+.゜｡* JJ Maybank.

Ⅷ. So Much For Incognito.

CHAPTER EIGHT
Ⅶ. So Much For Incognito .

I woke up to Kiara shaking me awake and an aching pain in my back from the uncomfortable mattress that I slept on. I was still trying to wrap my head around the whole thing and what I might be getting myself into, I'm not sure what the future holds, I through on a plain white shirt and some shorts and followed Kie into John B's room.

 We were all spread out in John B's room, I was sat on the window sill next to Kiara who was pearched on a wooden chair. 

"For the record, if that is a smuggling ship with illegal contraband on the inside of it..." Pope's voice paused and allowed John B to hum a quick "mm-hm" before continuing "...it probably belongs to someone else." he started up again.

"Minor details." Kiara gives her input "They could come looking for it, Taking it would be catastrophically stupid." Again, like I said, Pope is the only one here with common sense

"Right. Well" JJ starts to say as he snatches the wad of hundred dollar bills out of Pope's hands and continues; "stupid things have good outcomes all the time." he voices while spreads the money out into a fan shape and fans himself with it "All we need to do is figure out a way to get into the cargo hold of that wreck. Until then, we just lay low. Just act normal." JJ says, which is probably the most logic i've seen him have since I got here

Pope let out a dramatic sigh "Right. And how exactly do we do that?" he asks, for anyone to answer

Kiara looks at me from the chair she was sat on

"how 'bout that kegger, yeah?" she smirks

Shit that was tonight.

We all climb into the twinkie and make our way to the famous boneyard, Once we get there everyone rushes out and grabbing things like a speaker, cups, a keg, and a tap.

I swing my backpack over my shoulder and follow the rest of the group.

"Tally-ho." John B hollers as he and JJ pick up a large keg of beer "Hey-up." JJ joins in using the same volume.

We maze through all the large pieces of drift wood that I assume make the boneyard the boneyard.

Pope had a bag of red plastic solo cups carried over his shoulder, John B and JJ were carrying the keg and Kiara had the keg tap in her hand, I officially felt useless, Again.

Pope threw the bag of cups on the ground after we found a spot in the yard that we like, JJ and John B placed the keg down nearby and Kiara chucked the blonde the tap she had in her hand and he assembled the keg stand and preceded to stand back with his hands on his hips and he let out a dramatic sigh, admiring the keg of beer.

JJ looked up from the keg stand right at me with his eyebrows raised and his hands where still positioned on his hips.

"So, Vi " he said to me, I shift to look up at him, I cringe, hating the nickname coming out of his mouth.

"What" I say after a deep sigh, I try to ignore the nickname as best as my ability, which was already hard enough as it is but Kiara, Pope and John B were all staring at me as-well which didn't help,

The feeling of four strangers eyes on me started to make me feel small, and that they were towering over me, a bright red blush grew on my cheeks, in their shoes, It probably looked like I was just another girl that was blushing at the boy-toy that was at JJ Maybank's antics, but in reality, I was embarrassed