I look down at my bikini top that only covers my boobs.

"Well I mean we do live on a beach." I chuckle a little.

She was about to say something but Pope beat her to it.

"Um please don't rat us out. We don't mean any trouble." He innocently says.

I giggle. "I'm not gonna rat you out. The computer lab is free to everyone, Kook or not." I shrug. "Just don't break anything." I smile

"Well I've already trusted a Kook and I got fired." John B says.

"Yeah, I remember when you spit in Sarah's face and smacked our favorite bags of popcorn out our hands." I look at him.

I put my fingers in my lips and swipe them across like i'm zipping them.

I walk out the door leaving them to their business.

I know they're up to something, they always are. I just keep to myself and mind my own business unless is involves me.

I walk back to my dads office and see Carson and Lukas chilling in there.

"Hey, sis." Lukas says throwing dads stress. all around.

"Hey, where's dad?" I ask.

"Got called into a meeting." Carson answers.

"How did your Pogue friends get into the computer lab?" I ask.

"JJ has a key, he works here." He says in an obvious tone.

I just stare at him. "Oh."

"Did you actually not know that?" Lukas ask. "You're literally the dumbest bitch ever." He laughs.

I was back at figure eight with Rafe and Topper while they golfed.

I treaded behind them and groaned as they stopped at every little hole.

"Why am I here?" I ask from behind them.

Rafe turns around with a big smile. "Because you love me." He says kisses me.

"Ugh, PDA." Topper gags.

I look around and land my focus on Pope. He's carrying around bags of groceries.

He's probably delivering us food we already have. I feel bad for him. He has to walk around in the hot sun giving us food we don't need.

Rafe follows my gaze to Pope.

"Woah." He says tapping Topper.

"What?" Topper turns around.

"I don't think he's a member, do you?" Rafe ask Topper.

"Guys, he's just delivering groceries, okay?" I say.

"Yeah, let's let him go." Topper says.

"They put a gun to your head, bro." Rafe yells him.

"That's fine. It's fine. Let's go." Topper says.

"Babe, come on." I say.

Rafe ignores us and walks towards Pope.

Topper and I follow behind him.

"Hey, what's up, man." Rafe says stepping in front of Pope. "Hey, how much for those beers?"

"They're not for sale." Pope calmly says trying to walk away.

"Wait, you can just give us one then, right?" Rafe stops him.

"Or you could order them like everybody else." Pope offers.

"Yes, that's a great ideas. Let's just go back to the house and we can order some." I cut in.

"Pope, you're not listening to me. You've got so many and we've got nothing." Rafe laughs.

"They're already paid for?" Pope says.

"Already paid for? You probably stole them, right?" Rafe puts his golf pug in the bag and yanks it down making the beer fall out.

"Okay, rafe." I say. Topper grabs my arm and holds me back.

"What the hell! You owe me that!" Pope yells and Topper knocks down the other bag.

"Dude, I don't owe you shit, Pogue." Rafe says walking up to Pope.

Pope pushes him back.

"Come on man we just want one of these beers." Topper says trying to take the beer from Pope.

"Guys, don't start." I say but they ignore me.

Topper throws Pope on the ground and his head starts bleeding.

"Shit, my bad man." Topper apologizes.

Pope tried to throw a punch a Topper but Rafe hits him with the golf pug.

"Stay down, bitch!" Rafe yells.

"Rafe!" I yell.

He continues hitting Pope with the gold pug until Topper stops him.

"Come on, let's go!" Topper yells.

Rafe fakes a swing to Popes head and laughs when he slams his pug next to him.

"Seriously, knock it off!" Topper says.

I bend down to Pope and his mouth is bleeding.

"I'm so sorry, are you okay?" I ask.

I feel someone's arms wrap around my waist and pull me up.

"Don't fucking talk to him." Rafe holds me.

Rafe throws me to Topper and bends down to Pope.

"Stay off Figure Eight, Pogue." He says.

He walks to Topper and I and grabs my hand pulling me behind him.

Carson was right.

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