"Hop on, woman." JJ spoke as he held our his hands to Layla, allowing her to grab hold and step onto the boat.

"Top of the morning to you." Layla said with a tip of her invisible hat, pealing her top off and throwing it at John B, causing the boy to laugh as he grabbed it.

"New bikini?" Kie asked as she looked at the unfamiliar top, decorated in a bright green color that complemented Layla's dark skin perfectly.

"Yeah, being a sexy maid pays off I guess." Layla joked as she sat near the front of the boat, dangling her feet off and making sure John B could still see over her. JJ let out a whistle as a boat started to get closer to them.

"You guys see that?" he asked whiling looking out over the waters, "That's the Malibu 24-MXZ, the worlds finest wakesetter." JJ said in mesmerization, "Number one in luxury, quality, and performance. Two hundred k, easy."

"Kinda small for two hundred k." Layla said as she squinted her eyes as it got closer, "Maybe who's on it is worth that though, don't look Kie."

Layla's joke made Kie looked closer, rolling her eyes at the sight, "I hate to break it to you guys but that's Topper and his girlfriend."

Layla leaned back on her elbows as she watched them pass, Topper not looking at them even in the slightest as Sarah stared with a judged expression toward John B. When the blondes eyes flickered to Layla she flushed slightly when the girl in the bright color lifted her sunglasses just to give her a wink.

"You don't have to act like you don't see us, bitch." Kie spoke annoyed as she glared when they passed. Layla had to laugh at the dramatics.

"Hey, I predict that bringing a weapon to a four-star hotel will likely cause more problem then they solve." Pope spoke as he looked at JJ who held the gun in his hand.

"JJ, put it down." Layla demanded as he looked back at her, "Now."

"I swear to god i'm gonna throw that thing in the ocean, JJ." Kie spoke with a eye roll before she pulled herself out of the van. John B grabbed the gun forcefully from JJ and tossed it into the glove box.

"Non of you would do well in the special victims unit, you'd all make shit serial killers." Layla spoke annoyed as she pushed the bandana around her head up a bit more to avoid forehead acne.

"You can't grab a gun like that." JJ spoke to John B before grabbing his ID, "Can't forget my badge, professional bus boy."

"Where'd you major at? Stanford? Harvard?" Layla asked as she followed after the blonde, their friends close behind.

"Texas state, actually." JJ corrected her with a wink and a flick of his hat.

"So, where are we going now?" Pope asked, following after the blonde boy who was leading the way.

"We're getting on the internet because only rich people have electricity right now." JJ spoke with a nod, leading them toward the double doors.

"Andrew!" JJ called out as the walked through the kitchen, Layla faked a dance into the steam of the kitchen.

"Think I could pull of the Victoria Secret Model vibe?" Layla asked as John B nodded.

"What up, bro?" JJ nodded at a man who was washing dishes, a smirk on his face as he lead the group through the small walkway.

"Mama L, good to see you." JJ said to a older woman as he took a a few fries off the plate she was pushing.

"JJ!" she scolded, slapping his hand with a wooden spoon.

"See, they got the backup generators going? Kooks don't miss a beat." JJ said as Layla scoffed.

"I'd do anything to sleep in the AC for just one night again." Layla spoke annoyed before a smirk formed on her face, "Maybe I can pick up some cute Kook Girl."

"You definitely could." Pope said as he patted her back, "Then invite us."

"Will do." Layla said with a snap of her fingers as they walked into the room full of computers.

"Sweet lord, the internet." Pope sighed in relief as JJ brought them into a back room that had multiple computers.

"Let me get in there, gotta check out my Insta models." JJ said as he fell into one of the chairs.

"No, let me." Layla argued as the pair fought over the chair before JJ fell when Layla bumped him hard, "Hips dont lie."

"We don't have time." Kie sighed as Pope began to type quickly and impressively.

"34, 57, 30, north. 75, 55, 42, west." Pope spoke to himself as he typed in the coordinates, hitting enter after.

"Bom, continental shelf right there." John B as the computer showed them exactly where the coordinated from the map brought them to.

"Well if it's off the deep end it's not gonna be much of a treasure hunt, is it?" Pope asked as he looked over at his brunette friend. Layla looked at the coordinates herself, leaning down to try and get a closer look.

"We could probably tell from the map, right?" she spoke with curiously eyes, a beautiful shade.

"Yes, we can." Pope nodded as he took a deep breath, zooming in closer as voices where heard from the back. JJ looked like he was about to talk before John B cut in.

"Shit, it's on the high side. It's only 900 feet." John B said, a faint smile on his face as Layla scoffed.

"Only 900 feet." she mocked his voice in disbelief, picking at her chipped finger nails.

"That not too deep." JJ cut in with a nod.

"Is that doable?" Kie asked confused as she looked at the four.

"Yeah, totally doable." JJ answered, way to sure of himself it seemed.

"Okay, will we be taking your personal submarine?" Pope asked as he looked at JJ.

"And your breathing takes, of course." Layla added in with a sarcastic expression.

"How do you know this, Mr Dive Master?" John B asked JJ in disbelief with a wave of his hand.

"The salvage yard. They got a drown that can drop one thousand. It has a three-sixty camera and everything. It's for, like, deep dives and stuff. It's exactly what we need." JJ explained as he looked at the four, proud of himself.

"My genius child." Layla said as she kissed his forehead.

"Can your dad get his grimy little hands on that?" John B questioned him now with raised eyebrows.

"Well, my dads grimy little hands got his ass fired. I guess the salvage captain frowns on showing up shitfaced, turns out." JJ explained as he nodded.

"But the drowns there. It's in the impound yard out back." JJ explained, looking from Layla to John B once again.

"How much did you say was on the Royal Merchant again?" Kie asked as she looked at her tanned friend.

"Five hundred mil." John B and JJ said at the same time. Layla and Kie shared a looked as Pope shot from his chair, blocking Kie who was going to the door.

"Nope, absolutely not." the dark boy shook his head, his arms on either side of the door to stop them from going anywhere.

"Pope! Move!" Kie said, shoving the lanky boy out of the way.

"Move your ass!" Layla spoke to the boy as she drug him out of the room.

"Topper! Hello!" Layla called out as she walked into large house, the cleaning supplies bag on her left shoulder. She hated leaving her friends alone but she knew if she hadn't made the work day, her dad would sent her away for the summer.

"You're here again, are you?" Sarah asked with a cross of her arms, standing on the stair case, "Or maybe you'll leave without saying bye."

"Sorry about that." Layla spoke quickly with a faint look of guilt, putting the bag on the counter, "There's a lot going on."

"It takes one second to say goodbye." the blonde spoke again as she walked down the stairs more with a faint look of annoyance again.

"Bye." Layla said as she faced her, "Happy?"

"Some what." Sarah said with a shrug of her shoulders.

"Maybe you wanna look me up and down like i'm trash then act like you didn't see me." Layla went back at her with just as much force and annoyance and the blonde did before, only getting a scoff.

"I didn't look at you like that." she spoke knowingly as Layla faked a sarcastic laugh.

"Right, sorry, correction, just my friends." Layla spoke knowingly as Sarah went to argue back before Toppers loud footsteps were heard as he walked into the room.

"Did you let yourself in?" he asked with a odd expression.

"Door was open." Layla said as she eyed him unsurely.

"Right." Topper nodded before he looked to Sarah and back to Layla, "Moms room is where she needs you today, bit of a mess from the quick business trip."

"Don't need a explanation, just a location." Layla said with a salute before hurrying up the shiny staircase, Sarah rolled her eyes.

"Her attitude is just like his." she spoke annoyed, seeing too much of a similarity between John B and Layla.

"Dirty pogues." Topper spoke with a shrug.

The loud music from down stairs made Layla pause her folding of Mrs.Thornton's clothes, a odd expression on her face. As she opened the door and looked down the stair case to see the house full of Kooks, blocking the stair case. Layla knew it wasn't smart for one Pogue go walk through a house of Kooks, not right now that was.

"You've got to be fucking kidding me." Layla spoke annoyed as she looked out the window as well, seeing the yard filled as well. With a scoff Layla made her way into the bathroom that was illuminated with neon blue lights, eyeing the bathtub, a shiny and expensive looking one. The girl took off her shoes and climbed in, simple sitting there until the party came to a end.

Or so she thought.

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kylie speak

fuck y'all are
gonna fall in
love with me
next chapter.