-that evening-
Johnny's POV:
"Movie night on the ship tonight! Everyone's coming no exceptions, dress nice. See you two there." Mrs. Randle blinked her big brown eyes at us.
"Yes, ma'am." We responded.
"What time is tonight exactly?" Pony questions.
"Eight o'clock." And with that she left. Damn, Mrs.Randle doesn't look anything like her kids.
She's itty-bitty, has brown eyes, and thick wavy light brown hair. She looks like a doll. Nothing like her husband, Steve, or Brantley.
"Okay so I guess we'll eat dinner and then go?" Pony squints.
"Sure." We head to dinner, you literally just sit down at a table and the waiters just find you. Warm food under the tin covers over the plates.
We order this huge sea food platter. It was so good, oh my gosh. Then we got these fancy brownies with a perfectly round circle of chocolate ice cream on top.
I'm full as hell, not getting through this movie one bit.
We see Steve and Soda on our way to the theater.
"You wanna be me so bad." Soda decides. Him and Pony have on the same coral shorts with pineapples, socks and crocs.
"I do." Pony smiles.
Soda rolls his eyes and in we walk.
This place is huge as fuck, but we manage to find our parents, Brantley and Lasy. I know it's dumb but me and Pony call them Bransy.
We pick a spot not too far from our parents, kinda behind them.
Once the credits are done, the movie starts to play.
"Oh hell, it's not a scary one is it?" I look over at Pony.
"I hope not, I don't like those shits either." We're too gay and scared for a scary movie.
Grimcutty. The fuck! (Just so y'all know I don't be watching scary movies either so... I'm just gonna try to make up a story based off of what google gave me)
Okay, it's fine, I'm just gonna close my eyes and to sleep. And it'll all be fine.
Soda's POV:
Thirty minutes in and Johnny and Pony are howling.
I'm scared but I'm trying not to react. Honestly, I think Steve's scared too because he's been whispering this whole time. Which is fine by me.
Lanson and Brantley have been giggling this whole time, probably at the people screaming.
Another JumpScare and the Grimcutty is chasing their asses. Great!
Pony and Johnny are screaming like little girls, it does make me giggle not even gonna lie.
Steve actually does hide himself in my shoulder cause there's blood.
"Holy fuck." He flinches.
"Right, what kind of movie night is this?"
"Literally. I was really hoping this could be cuter." He finally looked back.
I don't know how Lanson and Brantley just don't care. Are they genuinely not scared?
After what seems like an eternity, it's over.
Johnny's POV:
-back in their room: 9:47pm-
"I should've known movie night on a Sunday was suspicious." I laugh.
"I didn't even think about that." Pony shrugged. And now we're even more tired because we were screaming. I could pass out right now.
Of course right as I think I'm at my last blink of the day, "y'all wanna hang out in our room till like twelve?" Dammit, Steven!
"Sure." Pony takes my hand and out we go. I mean it's not gonna boring or nothing I'm just tired as hell.
Went we get there Lasy and Brantley are already there. Did I tell you Lasy cut her hair? It looks great.
"Johnny you look really tired." Sometimes I can't with Brantley. She's like everyone's annoying little sister.
"No shit." I yawn, again.
I lay in Pony's lap, I'm finna get my sleep in.
Soda's POV:
"Is it just me or does it feel like we won't be back on shore until like forever?" Lanson sighs.
"Right, I'm so ready to depart." I agree, I mean like ship life is great, but the resort where we land is better.
It's a huge mansion like hotel called Le lieu des dieux de la plage that's French for, The Place Of The Beach Gods. It's on a small island near the keys of Florida, everything surrounding it is beach, sea life, and boats. It's like being stranded but in the best way possible. We stay there from Tuesday until Friday, then get back on the ship and head back to the airport on Sunday. Oklahoma is a whole flight away from here.
"I hope there's more to do there. I've been kinda bored on this ship, no cap." Pony yaps. He's so fluent in Yapinese.
"I've been having hella fun, but I mean. I'm excited to get off too." Steve adds, "maybe tomorrow night I'll go to one of those parties they have below deck..."
"Parties!" Brantley grins like she just won a diamond ring.
"No, no, no kids allowed." Steve shut that one down fast.
"But you're gonna let Soda go."
"Soda's gonna be eighteen in October. You just turnt thirteen this year. Let that sink in." He shrugs.
"Why do you always think I'm baby?" Saying that makes you seem even more like a baby.
"Because number one, you're my baby." He's so cringey. Who are you Steve, a grandma? "Number two, you're gonna think you're big and bag cause you're a teenager now. I get that. But then out of fucking nowhere college is gonna come flying at you, and you're gonna feel like you're seven again because you're so clueless about your life, and you're gonna say. 'Damn, I wish I could just be thirteen right now'."
"You're clueless about your life?" Lanson smiles like he's gonna laugh.
"I mean basically... I don't have a job, and I got a scholarship to a college for football, but I haven't played in like, months. I'm screwed and school starts in two months. Did I tell you that the school is OSU? That's an hour away. I'm not gonna be able to live with my mommy unless I waste like a gyat ton of gas. And I'm not gonna know anybody. And it's not high school where I'm automatically cool or loved, I actually have to like... make new friends. Which isn't hard but it's time consuming. And I'm a whole hour away from my fiancé. My best friend. I'm so done."
We just sit and stared. Bro, just poured out his whole life plan.
"I can't wait until school is over so I can actually start a life." I roll my eyes.
Pony was rubbing Johnny's belly, "Sometimes life starts itself." He was kinda zoned out.
"Are you a disappointment if you don't want kids?" Lanson squints.
"No. I would hope not, I know plenty of people that don't want kids." I frown.
"Do you?" Brantley questions.
Me and Steve smile at each other, "yes!" We shriek. And we hold hands and do our little happy dance.
"Y'all are really that excited?" Pony cringes.
"Of course, do you know how much fun it would be to raise a child with Steve?" I grin.
"I would love to raise a child with you." Steve decides.
"Me too. Do you think we would have daughters or sons?" I tilt my head.
"I don't know. Maybe like both. I how our kids look like you though, you're pretty."
"Aw stop." He's making me blush, "they're definitely gonna look like you because your dad has strong ass genes. Which is fine by me, because I think you're the most attractive person ever."
"Yeah, whatever. Who's getting pregnant though?"
"Me. I think I would beautiful pregnant." I admitted.
"I would ask you to share the beauty and let me be pregnant but fine... you obviously said that cause you want me to get you there..."
I feel myself go red, "there's kids in here!"
"Oh, shit." He laughs and looks back at his sister, my brother and Lanson who are just staring at us. Dammit! I had been yapping.
"I've heard worse." Pony shrugs.
"Oh we know." I nod with the annoying little smile I like to give him.
"Honestly probably same." Brantley sighed.
"What do you mean by that?" Pony side eyes.
"People fuck in the school bathrooms." Lanson shrugs.
Me and Steve burst out in laughter.
"What's so funny?" Lanson adds.
I'm gone, my ass rolls onto the floor with that shit.
I finally get back up, me and Steve exchange a glance as he wipes his eyes.
"The hehe- the way you-" away we spiral again.
Finally we can talk, "it was the way you said it. Anyways, that's usually. I hate the bathrooms smell though. It's so ugh." Steve frowns.
"You were literally a whore a hoe. In high school and you have the nerve to say you don't like how the bathroom smells." I raise an eyebrow.
"Okay I was a clean hoe, and I didn't fuck in the school bathrooms. And I was only a whore form Sophmore year until like January. And it was for fun. I mean... maybe it was, but not my point. I was repairing my sex life. I was a broken soul." His fake empathy for himself is hilarious.
"Shut up you sound dumb." I laugh again, "also you can't repair a sex life with your hands?"
"You can have sex with your hands?"
Literally everyone except for Johnny and Steve drops in laughter. He's so blonde, what the fuck?
I laugh until I'm crying and my head kinda hurts.
"Steve, baby. It's been a long day." I nod.
He just nods back.
"A really long day." Brantley is still smiling.
"What were the two of y'all like in middle school?" She yawns.
"Awkward." We both have the same answer.
"Damn." Lanson frowns.
"It was like we were just best friends, but we secretly had a crush on each other so we weren't as close as we should've or could've been." Steve explained.
"Oh my gosh, don't you remember when we used to talk about 'that one crush we couldn't tell each other about'?" This just unlocked a whole field of memories.
"Yes! I have a video of me crying about it because my feeling used to be so hurt."
"Me too."
"What did y'all do?" Pony asked.
"So basically we would say shit like, 'I gave him a hug today and he was so soft I wish he was my man.' Like we weren't talking to the person we were talking about." I explained.
"See." Steve showed us the video.
Steve- 12
"Okay so this is Soda's hoodie cause I was cold, so he let me keep it but guys." *sniffle* "I told him that my crush was beautiful and that everyone was probably falling in love with him. And I made him sad. Like no, baby. I was telling you. I'm trying to tell you I love you, but it's not working." *sob*- Steve
"Bro was in his feels over a sixth grader." I giggle.
"Right." He rolls his eyes, "Wait I just remembered this video of you!"
"No!" I know exactly what he's gonna play and I cover my face. Why?
"One of the ninth graders has a story of a thirst trap she posted and she tagged @Steve my one and only daddy! How do you feel about that?"- One of Soda's Friends
"Who?" *eye brow raise*- Soda, 14
"A ninth grade girl, look."- The friend
"Mhmm... hate to break to her but he's actually my daddy." *shrug*- Soda
*gasp*- The friend
"Yeah he's my daddy. I'm this close to him being. My. Daddy. Like, listenlistenlisten Sodapop... Randle. Did you hear that? Sodapop, Randle! He's so daddy, and I'm the rizzler even in braces I'm hotter than half these bitches, hoe! And Imma be even hotter when I'm with my hot daddy." *Soda Sass*
"That's enough internet for one night. I'll see myself out, good night." Pony scoops up Johnny as he leaves.
Well I'll be damned, daddy ran them away.
-okay this chapter is way longer than like all the other ones in the book so slayyyyyy-