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(the lucky compass)

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(the lucky compass)

I woke up to a bang.

'Kelsey, shut up,' I heard Sarah say.

'I'm right here,' I told her with a sigh.

We then heard metal clanging.

I sat up and almost screamed at the sight, 'what the fuck, John B!'

'John B?' Sarah said loudly. She sat up and we head butted each other.

'Ow,' I said to myself.

'Yep, yeah. It's me. Correct. I'm sorry,' he said dropping some tanks on the floor.

I looked up at him.

I then saw him staring at me weird. I looked down and saw my bra. Wasn't I wearing a shirt?

I fell off the sofa and searched for my shirt.

'Aha!' I said pulling it on. I stood up and saw John B and Sarah looking at me.

'Shut the fuck up,' I said once Sarah started laughing.

'Anyway, what are you doing?' Sarah asked him.

'Uh...I'm just dropping off some scuba gear.' He said.

'Lies,' I said under my breath. It was obvious, how could Sarah not see.

'What are— what are you doing...here?' John B asked us both.

'It's our boat,' Sarah said, stating the obvious.

'It's also the only place with air conditioning,' I added.

'Right,' John B said.

'Did you, um...top up the tanks?' Sarah asked.

'Top up the— ohhh,' I said understanding why he was here.

'Uh...no. No, the powers down, so the compressors were off,' he said lying once again.

'So, you're sneaking onto our boats at 5:00 am with empty tanks,' Sarah asked him.

I chewed my gum and popped my bubble loudly making them stare at me.

'Stare all you want. I'm taken,' I said flipping me hair in Sarah's face.

'Anyway...I'll make sure to tell ward,' Sarah said making me chuckle. Busted bitch.

'Okay. Okay,' John B.

'John B,' I said.

'Uh, yeah,' he said looking at me.

'Your pants are on fire,' I smirked.

He sighed and ignored me. He turned to Sarah with a sigh. He sighed a lot.

'Cool, cool,' he said and began to turn away.

'Just drop these off,' he said placing the bags down.

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