Chapter One

A loud bang on the door startled her awake. "JJ, get up!" "Go away Johnny. You know I have a gun." "JJ, seriously! I need you to pick up the new guy!" this got her attention. "The new guy? Donnie's not dead!" "I know, but they're moving this guy in anyways." She rolled back over, losing interest. "Alright, that sucks, but why is it my job to babysit this guy?" "Briggs pawned him off on me, and you know you're better with people than I am." "And this has nothing to do with the excellent waves today?" she turned her head and opened one eye just enough to see John pouting in her doorway. "You're lucky I'm so nice," , she muttered sarcastically, ", and that I don't care about surfing." "You're the best!" yelled John from the hallway. "You owe me!" she shouted after him, she flopped back on the bed and stared up at the ceiling. Just five more minutes.