𝐑𝐨𝐲𝐚𝐥 𝐅𝐥𝐮𝐬𝐡 - 𝐉𝐉 𝐌𝐚𝐲𝐛𝐚𝐧𝐤

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The Outer Banks. Paradise on earth. And that's me. John Booker Routledge. And this is where I live. It's the sort of place where you either have two jobs, or two houses. Two tribes, one island. That's my crew. We're the working class, who make a living busting tables, running charters. And our mission this summer, is to have a good time, all the time.

That's JJ, my best friend since the third grade. He's about as local as they come. Latest in a long line of fishing, drinking, smuggling, vandetta-holding salt-lifers who made their living off the water. Best surfer I know, just don't tell him I said that. Mild kleptomaniac and a future tax cheat.

And that's Kiara, or Kie, as we call her. And when she's not saving turtles, or listening to Marley, or getting a dolphin tattoo, she hangs out with us. I'm not really sure why, though. So, she's a rich kid, actually. Foot in both worlds. Her family owns The Wreck, which is this Outer Banks institution. Total cash cow with the tourists. You know, I'm not really sure how her parents feel about us. I guess we all sorta have a thing for her.

And that's Pope, the brains of the operation. Finalist for the Lucas T. Vanderhorst Merit Scholarship. And the smartest person I know. Little bit of a weirdo. His father's this legendary character, Hayward. Anything you wanted on the island, Hayward could get it for you. Now, I'm not sure Hayward knew what to make of his oddball son, but it didn't matter. He was a pogue, just like the rest of us.

And finally, there's Aspen, or Ace for short. JJ and I have been friends with her ever since she pushed me off the swing in fourth grade. She's a lot like JJ. Likes stealing jewelry from corner shops and drinking beers straight from shelves without paying for them. She's usually the one stirring up trouble in this town. You know, super tight with security. And just like with Kie . . . we all sorta have a thing for her.