Watercolor eyes were watching Anastasia sit on the jetty. Wind was blowing through her hair, brushing against her soft skin. JJ was entirely absorbed by the contemplation of her. Her beauty was something he had never seen before. All he wanted to do was wrap his arms around her body and feel her once again.

John B was excited about the treasure. Whereas Pope and Kiara were too excited about one another. Both of them were filled with excitement and enthusiasm, which eventually led to them running off to the beach.
No one knew what was going on in Anastasia's mind.

Rafe was living in her mind restlessly. Memories of last night replayed in her head. How his hands felt on her body, running through her hair. His fingers hooking the waistband of her thong. His lips kissing down her neck, his teeth grazing against her pulse.
Anastasia wanted him. She missed him.

Just like he missed her.
Rafe was spending his night at the Country Club. Getting drunk with Topper, Kelce and some other kooks. Topper couldn't stop whining about Sarah and John B - to a point where Rafe couldn't listen to his friend anymore. He was now sitting at the bar, staring at his phone.
It's been an hour since he messaged Anastasia.
No response.

"Hey Rafe", a female chirped,"What can I get you?".

Rafe eventually looked up. A girl with short brown hair, who was working at the bar, just talked to him. He was confused about how she knew his name. "Vodka".

"Straight up Vodka?", she chuckled,"What happened? You wanna talk about it?".

"Do I even know you?", Rafe asked, his voice turning deep with annoyance. He didn't want to talk about anything with anyone. All that he wanted was Anastasia and not just a random girl from the bar.

"Um". Her face went bright red. "My name is Sofia. We met at this party the other night".

Rafe remembered the party. The night Anastasia told him she'd continue hating him. Guess she couldn't keep that promise, he thought to himself.

Anastasia eventually got back up on her feet and turned around only to look JJ straight into his eyes. Pope and Kiara had left already. The blonde boys lips curled up into a smile once he caught Anastasia looking at him. "Where are you going?".

Just by looking into these watercolor eyes Anastasia knew she could spent the night with JJ. She just had to say the right things and they'd be back in her car or on John Bs couch making out.
Though Anastasia didn't want to.

"I'm gonna go crash on John Bs couch".
She was tired. Tried from thinking about Rafe motherfucking Cameron all the time. And she sure as hell wouldn't go back to him now. After all she had promised him she'd hate him. That certainly wouldn't change just because she slept with him.

Rafe was sure Anastasia didn't hate him anymore. Last night certainly sounded very different. Therefore he knew he could win her back. And that was the only thing on his mind. Not his father, not the girl named Sofia, who was embarrassing herself by flirting with Rafe. Anastasia was the only thing he cared about.

He declined Sofias offer and didn't leave the Club with her. Instead he got up after finishing his drink and went home. All alone. Somewhere deep in his heart still hoping Anastasia would already be there waiting for him.

-

His long fingers tangled in her hair, running down her spine.
His strong arms wrapped tightly around her hip.
His lips against her skin.
Quivering, shaking and whispering his name like a frequent prayer.
They sin, and sin, and sin.

Anastasia woke up gasping.
A look around told her that she was still in John Bs living room, early morning. JJ was sleeping on the floor next to her. He looked so peaceful and relaxed.
Whereas Anastasia was trying to calm her breath, because Rafe didn't leave her alone. He never would. He was haunting her forever.

A sigh escaped her lips and Anastasia got up. She walked into the kitchen, where Kiara was already eating her breakfast.

"Good morning Kie", Anastasia chirped,"Where did you leave lover boy?"

"Huh?". Kiara gasped and looked her friend dead in the eye. "How do you-?".

"I have eyes Kie", Anastasia chuckled and grabbed some cereal. She sat down opposite of Kiara and smiled. But her friend wasn't smiling. "What is it?".

"I-", she sighed,"I don't think it was right". Kiara slept with Pope on the beach last night and now she was regretting everything. She was risking their friendship.

"It wasn't a mistake", she tried to explain herself,"Rather-".

"You found out you only like him as a friend", Anastasia said, perfectly putting Kiara's feelings into words,"That's totally okay, Kie. You just have to tell him".

"Do you think he'll hate me?". Kiara was looking up at her friend with hope in her eyes. Anastasia was the only person she knew would tell her the truth, even if it was ugly.

"He couldn't hate you", she answered,"He'll be annoyed, but definitely won't hate you".

Kiara smiled at her friend's words and found herself wondering how Anastasia was able to give some of the best advice but wasn't in a relationship. She realized she didn't know if Anastasia had ever been in a relationship at all. But before she could ask Anastasia about her love life, John B entered the kitchen.
Pope and JJ following right behind him, making both girls take a deep breath.

"Kie, I'll need you at the stove to melt down some gold", John B chirped, holding the gold bar in his hands,"I do not trust anyone else to not burn it".

"Yes, sir". The five friends all laughed.

-

Anastasia filled her lungs with fresh air, straightening her back. She was leaning against the Twinkie, waiting for JJ and John B to stop arguing. John B wanted Anastasia to sell the gold, considering she just moved her a while ago. But JJ certainly had other opinions.

"What if someone is gonna pull a gun on her, huh John B?", JJ argued,"I'll go with Anastasia and be right behind her in case something happens. We're talking about a brick of gold man. It's not like we're tryin' to sell a necklace".

John B sighed once again. His best friend had been arguing the entire ride to the store, even though Anastasia agreed to go inside on her own. "JJ, we'll be right out here. We can see everything that's happening inside. If something happens we can-".

"No! You wouldn't sent Sarah in there all alone either", JJ snapped, making John B go silent,"You get it now?!".

"Alright", John B finally agreed,"You and Anastasia go in together".

The four friends watched Anastasia and JJ leave. Once they were in a safe distance, Sarah finally squealed:"What did I just witness?! Anastasia and JJ?!".

John B and Pope just laughed casually. Whereas Kiara cringed at the sound of their names together 'JJ and Anastasia'.
"Tell me everything!".

"I don't know", John B continued laughing,"Something happened between them, but I thought that was obvious ".

"What?!", Sarah chuckled. She was mind blow. How could she miss out on JJ and Anastasia. John B was right: It was obvious. Still none of the kooks knew about this.
And it should be kept that way.

-

JJ was rummaging through the shop, acting as if he wasn't here with Anastasia. Still he couldn't stop staring at the beautiful woman at the counter, talking with an old lady.

"I heard you buy gold?", Anastasia asked without an introduction. The old lady didn't even look up from her crocheting, expecting this girl in front of her sell a small necklace to get some cash she could spent on drugs or clothes.

The old lady lifted her gaze once Anastasia dropped something hearable heavy on the counter. Anastasias lips curled up into a cheeky smile. "Let's just say I got bored and melted it all together".

Old ladies eyes widened. Just when she was about to reach out her hands, Anastasia pushed her sunglasses on top of her head. Her green eyes staring right at the old lady. "I only take cash".

There was no need to test the material in front of her. The old lady was sure this was gold and a whole lot of it. Now she only needed to buy this as cheap as possible.

She didn't know that the girl in front of her wasn't one to argue with about a price.
Anastasia knew what she wanted and she'd get it.

"I can give you 5.000".
Anastasia laughed out loud, but stopped once she realized this old lady wasn't joking.

"I'm sorry", the old Lady apologized,"I have a better offer: 10.000".

"You know what?", Anastasia sighed,"I'll leave. This is insulting". She quickly wrapped the gold back into a cloth and turned around on her heel.

"Wait", and Anastasia stopped walking,"What do you want?".

Anastasia smiled to herself and turned around. "40k".
She knew this was an unusual high price, but there was no way she'd go down any further after this Lady offended her.

"Alright", the Lady replied.

JJ tripped after hearing that they'd get 40.000 and he knocked something off the displays out of excitement, making Anastasia chuckle.

"We currently don't have that much cash in the store, but you just have do drive down the street for about ten minutes to our warehouse", old Lady explained,"A colleague is going to give you the money".

Anastasia nodded silently and turned around to leave. She got back into the Twinkie, JJ was right behind her yelling out of excitement once he had closed the door of the car. "40K here we go!".

"What?! 40.000?!", Pope gasped just like the rest of the pogues. He knew this was a very very great price Anastasia had negotiated.

"We have to make the sale in a warehouse down the street", Anastasia explained what the Lady told her and John B immediately started to drive. JJ was already talking the split with the rest of the money after he'd pay back restitution.

Anastasia and Pope kept quiet, watching their surroundings turn into trees. They were driving into the woods outside the city. "This can't be right, John B". Kiara said.

"I can't see a warehouse", Sarah said, looking around.

"It was too easy", Anastasia whispered to herself. They were now completely outside off the city. No one was here. The road was turning dirt.

"Alright I say we'll do an even split", JJ continued bubbling,"Pope I need you to do the maths-".

"Will you just shut up for a second, JJ?!", Pope snapped, the nervousness clearly getting to him. "We're not getting any cash".

"What?", JJ asked confused. He had no clue that there was no warehouse. He was too caught up trying to calculate the split.

"Oh shit", Kiara gasped once she saw the light of rotating beacons behind them.

"Cops?", John B asked surprised and hit the brakes. Whereas Pope was staring to freak out, muttering something about loosing his scholarship.

"John B", Anastasia said upset,"Get up, I'll drive".
- "What?".

"We need to switch", her voice serious,"Like right now".
-"Why?".

"God damn it, John B", Anastasia snapped,"This isn't a cop! It's a trap-".

But it was too late. Someone had already knocked on the Twinkie. Bang. Bang.

"Do you have the gun?". JJ shook his head. Fuck.

"Really?", Pope gasped, trying to breathe,"The one time we need the gun".

"You guys told me-".

"Guys calm down, we'll just talk peacefully", John B said, trying to calm his friends down. In the meantime Kiara had hid the gold. Anastasia looked JJ into his eyes.

"Get out! Right now!", a man yelled from outside.

"Doesn't sound peaceful to me", Anastasia shrugged. They could still drive off, if only John B would let her behind the wheel. But he just shook his head and opened the door. 

Once John B was greeted with a machine gun against his head, he finally understood Anastasia. But now it was too late. He and Sarah lined up next to each other while the masked man opened the slide door of the Twinkie only to find even more teenagers.

"Get out now!", he yelled and shoved the gun aggressively into Popes face. Pope lined up next to Sarah, Kiara was right behind him. JJ followed next. Anastasia got out last.

Once the gun was shoved up to JJs neck, he tried to grab Anastasia's hand behind his back, though Anastasia quickly pulled her hand back. She wouldn't let JJ protect her when she was able to protect herself perfectly fine.
Neither didn't she lower her gaze like the rest of the pogues. No. She was staring right into the eyes of the masked man, who was now pointing the gun at her head.

JJ watched them stare into each others eyes until eventually the unknown man's eyes widened.

"Mrs. Country Club", Anastasia could hear him smiling,"Nice to see you again. I've heard plenty of you".