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Bennie and the jets - Elton John
"hey kid, shake it loose
together. The spotlights hitting
something that's been known to change
the weather."
POPE LET OUT A SHARP SHREIK, alerting the teens anxiously waiting around him for a response rolling onto the rusty wooden floor laid beside the cushions they had put together to break Pope's fall.
Red found herself pushed up against one of the dilapidated walls of the church beside JJ in John B, who continued trying to catch their breaths.
"Pope, are you okay?" Kie asked, snapping the rest of the pogues back into reality. Red followed as John B and JJ kneeled beside Pope, who still lay in the fetal position panting like a dog.
"Hey, you okay?"
"Yeah, I'm good. Just give me like, one second to like, catch my breath." Pope nodded, keeping his position on the floor.
Red stood up from her kneeling position next to the boy, walking straight up to the cross and running her finger over it with a chuckle. She turned back to Pope, a grateful smile plastered on her tanned face, "You did it, Pope."
