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Annabelle striped off the shirt she was wearing along with the blue jeans shorts leaving her in her red bikini before jumping into the water without hesitation. The cold water met her skin, sending shivers down her spine but she didn't pay much attention to it as all her focus was permanently latched on the boat. Soon the rest of the group had joined the two, circling the boat to explore the unknown.

"You think it's a dead body down there?" Pope's words made the hair on Annabelle's arms rise as the idea completely terrified her.

"Pope, don't say that." She scolded him.

"It better be a kook if it is," JJ said.

Annabelle took a deep breath before submerging herself underwater using her arms to move closer to the wreck followed by her friends. Her eyes widened as she dived closer and she almost forgot that she was underwater for a second as she tried to gasp for breath. She wasn't interested in boats. But growing up with John B and JJ taught her a thing or two and she knew that the boat in front of them wasn't just any boat. It was a Grady White. An exclusive and certainly not cheap boat but what was it doing so close to the cut? No one from their side of the island had the money to afford a vehicle like that.

The girl grabbed the rim of the roof, using it to dive into the sunken boat. John B followed her actions and the two exchanged a look of shock before all five of them pushed themselves back to the surface to grasp for breath.

"You guys saw that right?" Annabelle gasped, just to make sure that the impact of the crash hadn't damaged her brain in any way making her see things.

"Yeah!" Pope exclaimed. The group bursted out in a small laughter of slight shock, still not being fully able to understand what they had seen.

"That's a Grady-White." JJ cheered as they all began to swim back to the HMS. "A new one of those is like 500Gs, easy."

Annabelle swam to the side of the boat as JJ reached out his hand of assistance up, to which she appreciatly grabbed with a smile.

"That's a primo rig," The blonde shook his head to get the water out of it, like a dog, letting it splatter on the James girl next to him.

"Yeah. That's the boat I saw when I surfed the surge." John B used his arms to shove himself to sit down on the edge of the boat. "Maybe it hit the jetty or something."

"Wait, wait, do we know whose boat that is?" Pope questioned.

"No, but we're about to find out." John B said as he opened the latch in the floor of the boat where the anchor was.

"It's too deep," Annabelle tried to tell the boy but she knew that he would let his curiosity take over leading him to not see the danger.

"Bells is right." JJ agreed.

"Oh for the weak and feeble, JJ." John B groaned as he lifted the anchor before placing it next to him, making Annabelle and the blonde exchange a look.

"Yeah well, just to be clear- I'm not resurrecting you." Annabelle crossed her arms over her chest.

"Oh well, that's fine. Who knows where that mouth has been either way." John B joked making the girl widen her eyes to their absolute limits.

"You son of a-" Annabelle rushed over to him before shoving him into the water along with the anchor making JJ and Pope snicker. However, Kiara didn't seem to find it amusing as she sent her a hard look before stepping over to the edge. All four of them stared at the wavy water and the bubbles that had formed by John B's fall. Annabelle grinned at first picturing the look on his face when he swam up again but after staring at the marsh without any signs of the boy for several seconds her face dropped.

"Uh.. I think you killed him." Pope said. Annabelle held her breath as she waited for the boy to return. Her gaze flashed over the surface seeing nothing but small waves. As the seconds passed her panic began to pulse through her and her knuckles whitened as her fingers curled tighter around the edge of the boat.

"Well, you did us all a favor." JJ joked, patting her back. Her heart felt like it was going to beat out of her chest as the seconds passed.

"I'm going after him." She stood up straight, ready to dive back in just as John B's head appeared on the surface making the girl let out a long relived breath. Her worry and panic washed off her and she placed a hand on her chest as she steadied her breathing.

"You bastard!" She wrapped her fingers around the closest object, which turned out to be an empty beer can, before tossing it at the coughing boy's head. "You almost gave me a heart attack."

"Yeah, well what you did was an attempt of murder so." He cocked his head to the side.

"Don't litter, Anna," Kiara muttered as she picked up the can from the water.

"So, what did you find?" Pope asked John B. "Any dead bodies?"

"Looting potential?" JJ added to the question.

"No," The brunette shook his head. "I found this motel key." He lifted a key above the surface, showing his friends the object he just almost died for.

"A key?" Annabelle asked, sounding a bit disappointed by the little thing he found as she had hoped for something bigger.

"Yes, a key, Anna." He grunted with a bit of frustration in his voice as he climbed back onto the boat.

"Great! We salvaged a motel key!" JJ said sarcastically.

"Guys, we should report the wreck to the Coast Guard," Kiara said with her familiar worried voice as they began to drive back to shore.

"Maybe we'll get a finders fee," Annabelle said making JJ nod early as if she had read his mind.

"Yeah, and not work all summer." He agreed. "I'll get you a new bike with the money." JJ gave Annabelle a smile as he wrapped his arm around her.

"Thanks, Agatha. Ya batch." The girl cheered just as John B speeded away from the wreck.

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this is kinda short but please tell me if u prefer long or short chapters
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