"That's what, a three-story fall to the deck? I'll give you around a one-in-three chance of survival." Warned Pope, as John B. balanced himself on the edge of the roof."Hm.." mumbled John B, looking around at us for approval.
"Think I should do it?"
"Yeah, jump." Said JJ, but I only shook my head.
"JJ," I scolded, "do not encourage this."
"I'll shoot you on your way down!" Said Pope, pointing the drill at John B.
"You'll shoot me?"
"Yep." Pope nodded.
John B. only made a finger gun and a "pew pew" sound effect.
Kie walked over, shaking her head.
"They're gonna have Japanese toilets with towel warmers!" She complained.
"Of course," Pope shrugged, "why wouldn't they?"
"This used to be a turtle habitat. But who cares about the turtles, I guess!"
"I can't have cold towels!" JJ joked, but Kie only rolled her eyes.
"No, no. Kie is actually right. That's sad." I agreed.
"Can you please... not kill yourself?" Kie asked as John moved close to the edge of the roof.
"Don't spill that beer." JJ warned.
"Yeah, I'm not giving you another one. You always fucking spill them." I said, fed up with him for wasting my alcohol.
Of course, right as we warned him, he fucking dropped the beer.
"Whoa! Oh, shit." He cursed.
I could see him looking down at me with puppy eyes, silently begging me to give him another beer.
"Not a chance." I shook my head at him.
"Aven, please!" He said, "I won't spill it this time!"
"I swear you're like a toddler."
We were interrupted by the sound of a car pulling up, and an officer getting out shouting at us:
"Uh guys, security is here." Pope warned.
I sighed, standing up and stretching.
"Guess let's wrap this up then." I said, grabbing the cooler full of my beer.
"The boys are early today!" John B. exclaimed.
"Ay, Humpty Dumpty! Let's go!" JJ shouted as I began to smirk.
"Don't go and fall, while your at it!" I added.
"Let's go boys."
"Gary? Is that you!" JJ shouted, earning him a slap on the arm from me.
"Good to see you man!"
"You are so asking for it." Kie laughed.
JJ only smiled and winked at me, grabbing my hand and pulling me along with him. We all ran through the half-built house, sliding to a stop and running into a security guard but quickly turning the other direction. Me and JJ separated, as a guard slightly grabbed ahold of him. I just kept running. He managed to slip out of the guards grasp, much to his dismay.
"Sorry man! Not much of a hugger!" He laughed as he ran to catch up with us.
"Go Pope! Go Go Go Go!" He urged, as they climbed over the fence, barley escaping the guard. I couldn't help but laugh as I turned my head back at them and saw that Pope fell.
"Get back here you little pricks!"
John B. honked the horn from the drivers seat, waiting for them to get in.
"Bus is leaving!"
"Come on boys!" Me and Kie shouted, as they jumped in. The security guard continued to chase after us, even though it was no use. JJ stuck his head out of the van, taunting him.
I rolled my eyes at him. "JJ stop. Its over."
We sped off, driving right past the old wooden sign.
Welcome to the Outer Banks.
Paradise on earth.It was the sort of place where you were either working two jobs, or you owned two houses. Really no in between. Two tribes, one island, as John B. likes to put it.
As I could hear the soft tune of Left Hand Free on the radio, we drove past figure eight. Also known as, the rich side of the island. Home of the kooks.
That is not where we hang out.
We finally passed through to the south side, or the cut. Home to the working class, who make a living busing tables, washing yachts, running charters, etcetera. The natural habitat of the Pogues. Our home, sweet home. I guess you'd say we are at the bottom of the food chain. The only con to being a Pogue is we are very ignored and neglected. That was also a pro. We basically do whatever we wish, whenever we wish. Living the dream if you ask me.
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Me and Kie scrunched up our noses in disgust as John B. emptied the net of fish onto the boat.
"Nice! It's been all bait the last few weeks." JJ cheered.
"Gross!"
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Waterloo • JJ Maybank
FanfictionIN which the history book on the shelf is always repeating itself. JJ Maybank x oc Outerbanks season one