Chapter 7

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Hazel's POV

"Your friends are here to see you," said Heyward. Me and Pope looked at each other. What are they going to do now? Pope and I walked to the front where the van was seated.

"What do you guys want?" I asked.

"You know how the map had coordinates on it?" Said  John B as me and Pope got into the van.

"Yeah," said Pope.

"Well we are going to find out where those lead to." JB drove us to a hotel on the Kooks side since they had electricity. They also had a computer lab that we are going to use. Once we got there JJ took out his gun.

"JJ put it back," said John B.

"Can never be to careful," said JJ.

"Bringing a gun to a four star hotel will likely cause more problems then they solve," said Pope.

"Thank you Pope!" Said John B.

"I will throw that thing it the ocean JJ. Put it back," said Kiara.

"Yeah, I agree with Kiara. Put the fricken gun back," I said. John B grabbed the gun from JJ's hands and put it away.

"Where are we going again?" Asked Pope as we started to walk to the hotel.

"We are going on the internet cause only rich people have electricity right now," said JJ. All five of us sneakily made it back to the computer lab. We got some weird stares though cause we don't necessarily look like Kooks.

"The internet! I've missed you," said Pope.

"I get to check out my insta models," said JJ. 

"We came here for one thing, so let's just focus on that. Okay?" I said getting annoyed. JJ took out the map, and Pope put the coordinates in the computer. Once the coordinates lead us to a place, Pope zoomed in on it to get a closer look.

"It's on the high side! Only 900 feet," said John B like it was no big deal.

"Is that do able or something?" Asked Kiara.

"Yeah totally do able," said JJ.

"And will we be taking your personal submarine?" I asked JJ sarcastically.

"The salvage yard. They got a drone for deep down stuff that we can use," said JJ.

"And can your dad get his grimy little hands on that?" Asked John B.

"His grimy little hands got his ass fired," said JJ.

"How much did you say was on the royal merchant again?" Said Kiara.

"400 mil," me and John B both said.

"400 million dollars!" Said Kiara as we all went to the door to leave. We were gonna get this drone! Pope on the other hand had other ideas and decided to block the door, but JJ got him off.

"Can't we do anything legal for once," Pope asked.

"I'm afraid not," I laughed. We ran out of the hotel and back into the van. JB started to drive us to the salvage yard.

"Pope we aren't going to steal the drone... just borrowing it," said John B.

"Humans are the only animal that can tell fantasy form reality," said Pope. "That applies to this whole treasure hunting thing."

"Why are you so weird Pope?" Asked JJ.

We eventually got to the salvage yard and JJ and Pope were fighting like they always do. We just ignore it by now. Also, me and Kiara are supposed to distract security.

"Excuse me!" Kiara yelled to the security guy.

"You need anything?" He asked.

"We have a flat tire," I said motioning to the boat. "I was wondering if you could help us out."

"Yeah," the guy said.

"To easy," said Kiara.

"Way to easy," I added on.  The guy brought the air pump to our tire and started to pump the air into it. While Kiara talked to the guy, I looked around to see if the boys were okay. I mean I saw them running to the yard area, so I'm assuming they are fine. The guy started to look around suspiciously.

"Got it?" Asked Kiara. The guy nodded and kept pumping. Dog barking was heard in the background. Me and Kiara looked at each other. Shit.

"You hear that?" The security guys asked.

"Hear what?" I asked nervously.

"He sounds like he got something!" The guy said as he stood up.

"Probably just a raccoon or something!" Said Kiara.

"Yeah," the guy said as he pumped more air into the tire. Kie left to the other side of the boat to push some air out of the other tire, leaving me with the guys alone.

"Nice day isn't it," I said trying to make small talk.

"Yeah it is... wait what's that noise!" The guy said as he walked to the other side of the boat. "What are you doing!" He asked Kiara. He definitely saw Kiara flattening the tire! The security guy ran off to the direction that the guys were in. 

"Shit!" Kiara said as we went in the car.

"This isn't going to be good," I said.

"Probably not," Kie said back. Me and Kie found the boys and picked them up. Surprisingly they actually got the drone from JJ's acting skills. We all then decided that we were hungry, so of course we went to The Wreck. By the time we got to the place, it was already dark out.

"Hey dad!" Said Kiara as she hugged her dad. Me, Pope, JB, and JJ all sat down in the back and watched.

"Can I get free food for me and my friends?" Asked Kiara. Her dad looked at us then back at his daughter.

"Look at them. They look like hungry pelicans. I thought I told you to stop hanging around them," he said. I looked at Pope with my mouth hanging open. He did not just diss us like that.

"Jerk," I mumbled.

"All the Kooks hate me," said Kiara.

"Because you never gave them a chance," her dad said.

"They hate me! What can I do," Kie said back. "These are my friends." Kiara and her dad looked at us again, so we all waved at him.

"I got to throw it out anyways," Mr. Kiaras dad said. She hugged him then came to us.

"Let's eat!" She said as we all started to hungrily eat some French fries. We were all stuffing our faces like what Kiara's dad said, hungry pelicans. Kiara and John B then started to dance.

"We should dance with them," Pope said.

"No, I'm not embarrassing myself!" I laughed

"Come on!" Said Pope. "I'll be fun!" Pope then grabbed my hand and basically forced me to dance with them. It was kinda fun actually.

"Aww! Is JJ lonely," I laughed. "Come dance with us!"

"I'd rather die!" JJ yelled. It were these times that I loved. Nothing illegal just hanging out, and having a good time. If only I knew what was coming ahead.

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