{ "What do you want me to do, cast a spell on it?" }

"And we were right outside like this." JJ told Pope and Kie about the incident at Ms Lana's as he leaned against the wall "And all we hear is Bam! bam! bam! knocking paint off the wall G! from the inside. Alright? and i'm looking at them like..." He pointed at Star who was sitting next to Pope and then to John B who stood by the door "Wait, Look at this shit. Look at it." The blonde said as he made his way over to Kiara and Pope, shaking  the paint out of his hair.

"That's dandruff." Kie scrunched up her face in disgust "Disgusting."

"Okay, thank you." Pope shoved the blondes head away.

"Look at all that. All right?" He said pointing at the ground "That's paint." He paused for a moment "At that point, i was just like... I'm waiting for death."

"Okay." Pope spoke up "So you saw the guys that shot at us right?"

"Yeah." JJ huffed.

"Did you get a good description of them, what did they look like?"

"Anything?"

"Anything we can bring to a police report, maybe?"

Pope and Kiara all spoke at the same time.

"Burly." JJ stated.

"Burly?"

"Yeah. You know, like.." JJ began before Kiara interrupted him.

"That's not very helpful."

"Okay, we'll no, like the, the type of guy at my dad's garage. JJ spoke walking around the porch "I mean, you guys know he made cargo hides for drug smugglers."

"Yeah, we know." Kiara rolled her eyes.

"I can tell you with full confidence, these boys. These killers." The blonde paused, taking a long puff from his vape "Their square groupers."

Without saying a word Star reached her hands out like a toddler for JJ to pass her his vape, which he did.

"There square groupers, like narco square groupers?" Pope asked the blonde. "Like Pablo Escobar square groupers?"

"Pretty much, yeah." Star spoke for the first time since they arrived back at John B's, blowing smoke out of her mouth and passing the vape back to JJ.

"You guys." Kie looked in between the three "Not everything is a kingpin movie."

"Okay but what does this square grouper look like, specifically?" Pope rambled, sitting up.

"You weren't there bro!" JJ shouted.

"Apparently you don't know what to look for!" Pope shouted back.

"Dude! I wasn't taking little mental Polaroids the entire time man i was under duress, okay?" JJ rambled, his voice cracking a little "But i can tell you...I can tell you by the way Ms Lana was screaming...These guys are serious, serious hombres man."

Star watched as John B looked down at his father's compass in his hand and clicked it open as JJ continued to talk.

"It's a heavy vibe right now, okay? I'm not liking this very much."

"But why would they want the compass?" Kie asked.

"It's a piece of shit." Pope stated, making Star give him a look. "You couldn't pain it off for five bucks if you wanted to."

"Pope." Star slapped the boy on the arm as it may of been a piece of shit to them, but it wasn't to John B.

"Sorry!" He put his arms in surrender "No offence John B. I know it's in your family..."

"The office." John B interrupted the boy.

"What?" Star looked up at the boy confused.

"My dad. My dad's office." John B said as he began walking into the house "He always kept the office locked because he was worried about his competitors stealing his Royal Merchant research." He said as he walked through the house, the rest following " I mean, we used to laugh at him like he was gonna find it. But now that he's gone, i've just kinda..." He paused in front of the locked door "I just left it as he kept it."

"Yeah, for when he gets back." Kiara smiled.

"Yeah." John B mumbled as he unlocked the door.

"I've slept over here like six hundred times, and I've never seen this door open." Pope sated, the rest nodding and hummed in agreement as they followed John B into his father's office. 

"Here look." John said placing down a board with pictures "This is the original owner, Right here."

"Robert Q. Routledge." Kiara read out the name pinned onto the cock board. "1880 to 1920. Oh, there's the lucky compass right there." She pointed to the picture of the man who had the compass in his pocket.

"Actually, um... he was shot after he bought it." John B stated "Then the compass was shipped back to Henry. Henry was killed in a crop-dusting accident when he had the compass." John B said as the other four all looked at each other with odd looks on their faces "After he died, the compass was giving boy Stephen. Stephen had the compass with him when he died in Vietnam."

"Let me guess, he died in action right?" JJ asked the boy.

"Sort of. Uh, actually he was killed by a banana truck in country." John B said, making Star snort and then all look over at her with weird expression.

"Sorry." She quickly straightened her face, seeing that this wasn't the time to be laughing at all.

"Anyways. After that, Stephen passed the compass down to him, my dad." John B said, pointing to the picture of his Four year old self sitting next to his father at the beach.

"Sounds like there's a recurring theme here." JJ said what pretty much everyone in the room apart from John B was thinking.

"Yeah." Star nodded, agreeing with the blonde "You have a death compass."

"I do not have a death compass."

"You have a death compass." Pope agreed.

"Get rid of it dude." JJ rambled "It's cursed and it's made its way back to you."

"Yeah, you know what that means?" Star nodded her head and she bit the skin on her finger "Your next." she pointed right at the boy.

"Look." John B said sitting down on his father's chair "My dad used to talk about this compartment in here. Soldiers used to hide secret notes." He started unscrewing the top of the compass.

"What's that?" Kiara asked, noticing the engraved writing on the lid of the compass.

"That wasn't there before." John B started at the compass "That's my dad's handwriting."

"How do you know that?" Star asked, knotting her eyebrows together.

"Because he does these weird Rs with the... See it?" He pointed to the cursive R.

"Can i see?" JJ asked, John B held it up to him as the blonde tried to read it, but failed miserably "Red...Rout...No i think that's an A."

"No." Star corrected the boy "That says, Rep...jelp?" Her dyslexia was definitely not helping the situation "What the fuck is Repjelp?" She looked up at the others confused.

"It says Redfield." Kiara corrected the two.

"Oh." The duo said in unison.

"Okay, well, what's Redfield?" Kiara asked John B.

"Besides the most common name in the county." Pope sated.

"Maybe, Maybe it's a clue." John B looked up at Pope. "Right, maybe it's a clue to where he's hiding."

"A clue? come on that's..." Pope stopped as he saw Kiara giving him a look to shut up "But if it is a clue, maybe it's an anagram?" he quickly changed his response.

"Yes!" John B quickly stood up out of the chair "Perfect. Anagram. You need paper." He placed a piece of paper in front of that brainy boy.

"How can you concentrate with that thing crowing at you?" Pope asked referring to the rooster in the coop outside.

"JJ and Star love the Rooster."

"Hey!" Star felt offended by the boys words "Leave Dwayne the cock Johnson outta this."

"You named the Rooster, Dwayne the cock Johnson?" Pope asked rather thrown off as JJ laughed, remembering the day Star had come running up to him in a fit of excitement about the name she came up with, which he loved.

"Yeah. And then there's Mother Clucker she's like the woman, you know the mother of the pack." she began listing all the names to Pope who was barely even listening at this point "Then there's Wayne. Wayne and Dwayne are brothers. Not by blood of course. Oh and then there's Chick Jagger, he's Mother Clucker's son, and..."

"Star! It's not the time to talk about the chicken's names." John B interrupted the girl, making her put her arms i surrender as John B went over to the window rummaging through stuff as Pope rambled on about god knows what.

"Guys!" John B shouted, getting everyone to stop talking and look up at the boy "Somebody's here." They all made their way over to the window, spotting two guys get out their car.

"Holy fuck!" Star shouted, quickly making John B shutting her up by covering the girls mouth, before slowly taking it away as Kiara panicked beside them "That's those guys again!" She whispered this time "My god!" she threw her head, back groaning "When will they give up?"

Everyone started panicking around the room thinking that this was the day they died.

"John B, i told you man why does it always..." JJ said, putting his hands behind his head, but had been interpreted by John B pushing his back against the door.

"Where's the gun?" John B asked, pointing a finger at the blonde with a hint of anger and fear lingering in his voice.

"The gun i uh..." JJ spoke but stopped as he had no clue where the gun was.

"No you don't have the gun?" Kiara spoke frantically "The one time we need the gun!"

"It was in my backpack and then.."

"Your backpack." John B hit JJ, remembering where the boy had left the gun "It's on the porch."

JJ looked at the office door and quickly, yet quietly opened it to go find his backpack. Ignoring the pleads from Star to come back.

"John Routledge!" Shouted one of the men as they now sounded as if they were in the house. And the second they heard the shout JJ and fled and was already back in Big John's office. Quickly closing the door and locking it.

"They're on the front porch guys" JJ whispered.

Star quickly held Kiara's hand to comfort the girls cries, and even though she wouldn't admit it, Star was absolutely petrified in that moment.

"Window!" Star quickly snapped at the boys, making sure to keep her voice low as JJ and Pope ran over to the closed window and John B who stood by the door with his hands behind his head. As if the two men tired to get in that would help.

"Hurry up" Kiara ran over to the boys, her hand not letting go of Star's at any point "What's happening? why won't it open?"

"It's painted shut, okay" JJ was quick with his response, before going back to try and open the window as the shouts and crashing sounds from the other side of the door began to get louder.

"Kie" Star got the girl's attention, holding up a knife and putting it in her hand.

"Guys, guys, here." She held up the knife, gently letting got of Star's hand as she began scraping the paint away as JJ began rushing her.

"JJ!" Star scolded the boy "She's going as fast as she can" Star stated, panic running through her voice as she hurried Kiara by moving her legs back and forth and flapping her hands, rather than with words. Because in a situation like this rushing only made it worse.

Star's head whipped round to the door as they heard one of the men shouting as he began trying to bust the door down. At this point she thought she was gonna die for sure. So she began praying.

"Oh my god! Jesus, please don't let me die, i'm too young to die." she pleaded as she put both her hands together, looking up at the roof "Tell my dad i love him and tell..."

"Star!" John B quickly whispered, getting the girls attention "Go" he pointed to the now open window, Kiara and JJ had already made their way out.

"Come on Princess." JJ said as he held out a hand as Star jumped out the window, JJ holding her waist so she didn't fall the literal two feet drop.

The group all frantically ran across John B's garden, Kiara leading them straight to the chicken coop as they all quickly crawled in, patiently and quietly waited for the men to leave.

"Do something Pope, shut him up!" JJ said, referring to the rooster who was making loads of noise, to much that it would probably give away their hiding spot.

"What do you want me to do, cast a spell on it?" Pope replied in disbelief, as if he could shut bloody, Dwayne the cock Johnson up.

"Pet it, or talk to it, i don't know." Kiara cried next to Star, the fear getting to her.

"Ow, ow, hey! get off." Star spoke to the chicken who was making to much noise as it pecked at her leg "Get the fuck off Dwayne!" She tried to kick the rooster away before JJ quickly grabbed it by its neck, holding Dwayne to the ground and twisting the roosters neck until he heard a snap. That definitely shut him up.

Star gasped as JJ looked right at her, her poor beloved Dwayne was gone. JJ quickly sat next to her, holding her hand for comfort. Star thinking it was so she didn't feel as scared about the two smugglers, but in reality he actually felt really bad about killing the Rooster, even more once he looked over at Kiara who tired her hardest to hold back sobs from escaping her mouth.

They all sat there quiet and as still as possible before they heard another shout "Ratter! what the hell are you doing? let's go." he shouted to his partner.

Star sighed in relief as she heard the truck pull away, offering Kie her other hand as the girl sobbed. Mix of fear and because JJ sat there literally holding the dead Rooster.

"Don't show her it!" She scolded him "That's not helping, put him down."

The group made their way out of the chicken coop, JJ staying back as he waited for Star, and giving her a hand up "I'm sorry about uh..." He scracted the back of his neck, not really sure on how to apoliges for killing the rooster "For killing Dwayne."

"Yeah. you should be." Star crossed her arms in anger.

JJ quickly looked up, now meeting her eyes "What? Star, i'm so sorry!" he frantically said as the girl walked away from him to sit on the hammock. "Wait, i'm sorry!" JJ following close behind her.

"Yeah, whatever." She didn't even bother looking at the boy as he sat down next to her, because she knew if she did she'd burst out laughing

"Star." JJ tried to meet her eyes "I'm so sorry, i-i'll make it up to you." At this point she couldn't hold it anymore so she just burst out in a fit of laughter.

"Wha..." JJ looked at the girl as if she was crazy. One minute she was sad, and now she was laughing "Why are you laughing? you loved Dwayne."

"Yeah. I did love Dwayne. But JJ, he's a Rooster." she continued to laugh. She knew it was bad to laugh, and never would she have done that if Kiara was there, but come on, it was a fucking chicken. She will always love Dwayne but she knew she could forgive the boy.

"What, so you're not mad?" He asked, becoming rather confused.

"No JJ" she alughed again "Don't worry, i forgive you."

"Oh good, i was worried for a second. I thought you'd hate me." he sighed in relief as he leaned back, his shoulder touching Stars.

"You might wanna say sorry to Kie though." She turned to him, scrunching up her face as she could only imagine how sad Kie was.

"Yeah." he mumbled, a comfortable silence now surrounding the pair as JJ felt the girls head softly lay on his shoulder.

JJ didn't move a muscle, one because he didn't want the moment to end, and the other reason was because he knew how much the girl didn't like physical touch. Not because of anything bad, but it just mad her a bit uncomfortable and he knew that if Star was to hold your hand, lay on you or anything you shouldn't move. Because if you did it would make her realise that she was giving physical touch and she would start to feel uncomfortable and move.

But what JJ didn't know is that Star never felt uncomfortable with JJ, ever. Not even when they were little. He was always there for her, to hold her and comfort her so she didn't mind physical touch with JJ, nor did she mind with her friends and her dad, It just depended on what mood she was in. And it wasn't the person that made her uncomfortable, it was just that it could sometimes be too much and over stimulate her, But with JJ, she never minded.

The pair sat there for a while, just talking about anything and everything that came to mind. The two could just talk all day to each other, say anything and be able to make a conversation out of it or not get board.

And in that moment JJ felt a ping in his heart. Not of sadness, no, he felt happy, safe and warm around her, he might of even said that he loved her, like really loved her. Not like how he'd say it to John B when he was 'joking' no he meant it, like really meant it. But he wasn't worthy of love, nor did he deserve it so he pushed that feeling deep down, hiding it away.

"Come on love birds!" John B called to the pair cuddled up on the hammock, which him, Pope and Kiara had basically watched the two the whole time, smiling to themselves and each other. One day Star would realise, one day she would tell herself that she loved the blonde. And one day JJ would grow some balls and man up and tell her how he has felt since he was thirteen. One day.