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Sadly, the tip to the châtaeu had to be cut short by John B, who had to get back to the Cameron house before his curfew. The group had doubled over in laughter at their friend's comment. They had never heard the boy utter the words 'curfew' and now he was racing to meet the deadline.
The Pogues agreed to meet back at the old shack in the morning for a family breakfast before splitting in different ways. Kiara got onto her bike to get herself home. The twins had gotten a ride from Ferris, who brought his jeep to the shack before they left. JJ joined them in the jeep, choosing to stay at the Vanderbilt's for the night, knowing he would be alone in the Châtaue if he stayed.
Ferris had slowed down when he got beside Kiara, ushering for the girl to hold onto the open car. They were driving into the golden light the sun was painting on the group as it slowly disappeared behind the horizon. The song Ain't It Fun by Paramore was created a scene of teenagers being teenagers as Popi stood up in the back seat and danced around. She was steeping in and out of JJ's thighs and singing loudly along with the song.
"Baby, now you're one of us," Popi sang, bringing her hand forward to give Ferris's hair a tussle at the lyric. Pope was smiling up at his sister, having his arm out the window letting it blow in the breeze.
JJ stood up with his girlfriend, but he wasn't joining her in dancing. He was watching the way the sun fondly kissed her skin with its golden rays. Her hair was blowing behind her, making her look like a model on the runway, or what JJ saw of models. These were the fond moments JJ bottled up with him to disappear into when his dad was doing something bad to him. He would retreat into the most recent memory he had with the girl and hold comfort in the way her eyes held all the home he needed.
When she looked at him, her eyes were pools of swirling gold speaks that were being tossed around by a milky-way of chocolate. Her eyes held a warmth that JJ only knew when she was with him and that smile could stop all feelings in his legs. He worshipped the girl that he called his.
"I'm in very deep like with you, Popi Heyward," JJ wrapped his arm around her from behind. He was now standing behind her, leaning his head on her shoulder and looking at the sunset. "I'm totally and utterly, infatuated."
"I'm in deep like with you too, JJ," Popi leaned her head back into his neck, leaning to give him a short peck on the cheek.
"Heyward house!" Ferris's shout pulled the two from the moment they were just having.
"See y'all in the morning," Popi jumped down from the jeep, stumbling into Pope. "Bring something to breakfast."
They all gave her a nod before JJ climbed in the front seat and was immediately attacked with questioned from Kiara.
