𝙄 𝙆𝙉𝙊𝙒 𝙔𝙊𝙐 𝙒𝙀𝙍𝙀 𝙒𝘼𝙔 𝙏𝙊𝙊 𝘽𝙍𝙄𝙂𝙃𝙏 𝙁𝙊𝙍 𝙈𝙀.
If Stella and her friends knew what they were getting into when they stumbled upon a sunken shipwreck, they probably would've brushed up on their treasure hunting skills.
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GORGEOUS — TAYLOR SWIFT You should think about the consequence Of your magnetic field being a little too strong
BY THE TIME the group of five arrived at the motel, they were all tired of Pope's incessant worrying. Time and time again, they had to reassure him that nothing bad was going to come from their trip. They were going to find the Grady-White's owner, return the motel key, and head home. It was an easy in and out task that would hopefully lead to a hefty reward easily split between the five of them.
As the HMS Pogue approached the shore by the motel, JJ let out a low whistle. "And I thought the Chateau looked bad," he said, placing his hands on his hips.
"This place is a shit show," John B agreed, his gaze locked on the soggy mattresses laying in the yard.
Stella nodded. "Definitely sketchy."
"Motel or meth lab?" Kie added, her nose scrunching in the air.
Pope nudged her arm. "You be the judge."
"Doesn't look like a place somebody with a Grady-White stays," John B stated as he manoeuvred the boat to a clear strip of land.
Pope looked over at him and shook his head. "Looks like a place someone with a Grady-White would get killed."
JJ grabbed the anchor as they approached the edge of the water and prepared to jump. "Alright, here we go." Like earlier that day, he spoke into his hand and mimicked the sound of radio static. "This is your captain speaking. HMS Pogue comin' in for landing."
When the boat was close enough, he jumped off the bow and onto land. After driving the anchor into the ground, he extended a hand for Stella to take. She grabbed it with a thankful smile and used it to steady herself so she wouldn't lose her balance as she hopped onto the grass.
"Alright," John B said, following after her. "Here goes nothing."
Before the trio could get too far, Pope called out to John B causing them to turn on their heels. He pointed at JJ and Stella with a stern look. "Don't let them do anything stupid."
While Stella was fairly level-headed and raised to possess a good amount of common sense, she did have her reckless moments from time to time. The mischievous glint in her eye appeared when the girl did something she knew she wasn't supposed to like stealing a pack of candy, day drinking with Kie at the Island Club, or as of right now, finding the owner of a sunken boat with no real explanation as to how she came in contact with it. There was also the fact that JJ loved to encourage her troublesome moods, leading to a lot of stories that would only be fun to tell when they were older and the consequences had long passed.
JJ gave the boy a toothy grin and slung his arm across Stella's shoulders. "Oh, we will." He drew a cross over his heart and blew Pope a kiss.
John B shook his head. He knew exactly how Stella and JJ could get and he didn't want to be held responsible for them. "I'm not making promises."
