blair awoke to hearing a beeping horn outside her house, she recognized the horn and grumbled to herself.

the girl got out of her bed and went to her front door to see john b and jj sat in the twinkie. "what the hell do you want." the girl groaned.

"we're going to ms lana's house to see why scooter had my dad's compass, you coming with?" john b shouted from the van.

"will i get shot again?" blair shouted back.

"probably." jj leaned forward, shrugging.

"fine." she yelled, walking back into her house, and shutting the door behind her.

blair quickly got ready and got into the van.

"how's your arm?" jj asked, glancing back at blair.

the girl shrugged. "it feels okay, it hurts a little." she sent him a small smile.

...

"i'm just saying, i don't understand why you don't at least try with kiara." jj said to john b. "she clearly likes you. she's like, 'oh, john b," jj moaned.

"is that what she's like?"

"she's sketching about you diving, then she kissed you, bro."

"she kissed me on the cheek." john b told him. "blair kisses you on the cheek all the time, dude."

"yeah, but, we all know blair likes me." jj joked, looking back at blair who had a scowl on her face.

"funny, jj. super funny." she said, jokingly rolling her eyes.

"it's not like we were makin' out." john b told jj.

"low-hanging fruit, bro. don't pretend you don't notice. i see it in your eyes." jj was throwing his hands all over, making blair shake her head. "you're like 'i kinda like that,' and you start blushing."

"i blush?" john b asked.

"yeah, he's right about that. i've seen it." blair told him with a smile.

jj reached for john b's dad's compass and john b tried to grab it from him. "hey, don't-" the boy tried to speak.

"i was just looking at it." jj defended himself, as he looked at the compass in his hand. "i gotta admit, your father's compass in scooter's boat, that's freaky."

"do you think they were friends before your dad went missing?" blair asked john b.

"i have no idea, but that's why we're going to talk to ms lana and figure this whole thing out." john b replied to blair.

"i'm sure she would just love to talk to us. it's not like her husband just drowned or anything."

...

the three soon arrived at ms lana's home, blair felt anxious after what happened the day before. they all got out of the twinkie and headed towards the woman's house.

"you know what this house looks like?" john b asked.

"whoever lives here smokes too much weed." jj replied.

"wait, both of you shut up a second." blair quickly spoke after hearing noise from inside the house.

the clattering didn't stop, then there was the sound of glass smashing.

blair looked at jj, who then looked down at her in worry. "blair, go back to the van." jj told her.

the clattering didn't stop as they continued to walk to the house.

"bullshit!" blair heard someone yell from inside.

"maybe we should come back, it's a little too soon." jj told john b.

"no, no, shut up. shut up, jj." john b replied snappily.

"tell me where it is!" someone shouted. "or i'll fuck you up."

the trio slowly walked closer to the house.

"i'll sink you in the fucking-" there was another loud crash and lana screamed.

"you're hurting me!" she cried out.

jj stuttered. 

"shut up. come on." john b silenced him again.

jj and blair hesitated before following john b even closer to the house.

"where the fuck is it, you bitch?" the man shouted.

lana was now sobbing. "i don't know!"

the three ran towards the windows as the shouting continued, jj grabbed blair's hand bringing her just underneath one of the windows next to john b.

jj pulled john b down. "you-"

john b held up his finger. "shut up."

"you still think we should stay?" jj asked, giving blair's hand a small squeeze.

"the compass wasn't in the boat!" one of the men shouted.

"where is it, lana?" the other man asked. 

"i don't know!" the poor older woman cried out.

"don't listen." john b whispered.

there was another large crash, paint chipped off the walls into the teenager's hair. 

"is that paint?" jj asked, shaking his hair around.

"yes, it's paint." john b replied.

blair did not like this at all, her heart was pounding. "can we go?" she asked quietly. 

john b shook his head, making blair let out a sigh.

"let's get the hell outta here, man." one of the men spoke in annoyance. 

john b was still ducked under the window as he walked to see who would be leaving the house.

"we should just go. he's got smuggler..." jj tried to speak before being interrupted once again.

"shut up."

"smuggler written all over him." jj finished anyway, he was still holding blair's hand as he followed john b. but he quickly turned to blair. "why don't you go back to the van?" he asked her softly, pulling a piece of chipped paint out of her blonde hair. 

blair shook her head. "it's okay." she smiled up at him, and jj nodded turning back to john b.

the two boys quickly hid behind the wall again, blair assumed someone had left the house. 

"shut up. shut up." john b said in a hushed whisper. 

he looked past the wall again and saw another man leaving. there was the sound of a boat engine and the two boys looked at the men.

"dude, those were the guys that shot at us." jj whispered.

"yeah and who shot me." blair reminded them.

"go back. go back. go back." john b repeated, moving blair and jj back against the wall.

as the boat left the area the trio walked towards the door of the house. when they walked inside, the place was a mess, the men really wanted that compass.

"ms lana?" blair softly called out as they walked further into the house, hearing her sobs.

blair turned a corner and saw ms lana sitting against the wall in her bathroom. she ran over to the woman. "ms lana! hey. hey!" blair placed her hand on the woman's shoulder. "are you okay?"

"dude, she tweaking." jj spoke.

john b crouched next to blair. "do you need a doctor?" he asked.

"would you like me to call my dad?" blair asked softly.

the woman began to sob. "no, no, no cops, please." 

"okay, that's okay." blair told her, wanting to calm her down.

jj hummed. "that's not good. come on. let's just go."

"we can't just leave her, jj." blair told him.

"you shouldn't be here." the woman sobbed, shaking her head.

"that's enough for me. come on." jj spoke again, his hand on blair's shoulder.

"wait, wait." john b quickly said. "what do you know about these guys?" he asked.

"they were looking for something." ms lana cried as she spoke. 

john b reached into his pocket. "does it have anything to do with this?" he showed her the compass.

blair was now stood up next to jj, glancing up at him with worry.

ms lana's face dropped.

"do you know anything about this?" john b questioned. "this is my father's, and scooter had it. why?"

"scooter didn't have it, okay?" ms lana told the boy. "don't tell anyone you have that!" she raised her voice.

jj pulled at john b's shirt. "come on."

john b ignored his friend. "why?"

"they can't know!" she shouted. "you've gotta get out of here!"

"what do you know about the compass?" john b asked again. 

jj reached at john b grabbing him to stand him up. 

"go! get out!"

"we gotta go. let's go." jj told him.