Bella has been through a lot in her 16 years on Earth. More than any 16-year-old should. Her life used to be filled with days surfing with the pouges, working on cars with her dad, and just laughing to laugh.
But things change. People change. Relat...
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Bella knew she wouldn't be able to reach them in time so she waited, and watched.
She saw John B running towards her and stood up, "B!"
"Bell run! Go!" John B shouted.
She turned and started running too, not going that fast so he could catch up to her. "I got pictures!"
"What?" He asked as they ran.
"I got pictures of Rafe!"
"Get to meeting point! Go!"
They both went off into the woods.
They come out the other side near a road and John B gets hit by a car going over the hood as the horn goes off. Bella runs into the driver door and groans.
"B! Oh my god!" Bella shakes off the pain and goes around the car.
The owner of the car calls outt, "Hey! Hey man, you okay?"
Bella helps John B stand.
"You are covered in blood dude," Bella said as the man starts to get out. "Run, B, run!"
She follows after him.
"Hey, man, you're bleeding! You need some help!" The man called after them.
"No! He's ok!" Bella shouted back, but picked up the pace.
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The others are at an abandoned space when they hear the plane take off. They watch as it flies over them.
JJ sighs, "There goes the gold. Shit!" He kicks something.
Pope picks something up and throws it, "Fuck!"
"Pope!" Kiara says.
Pope picks up a baseball bat and starts to hit stuff, "Goddamn it! Shit! Fuck! Shit! Damn it!" He screams making JJ and Kiara step back.
They share a look, never having seen their friend like this.
Kiara tries again, "Pope! Pope!"
He's hyperventilating at this point and finally takes a seat.
"Pope."
"Yeah, dude," JJ says. "I was wondering when this was gonna happen." He hands Pope his Juul, "Here you go, chief. A little weed never hurt no one."
