THE POGUE CODE ❤︎ JJ MAYBANK

The Pogues Introduction

We're the Pogues. And our mission this summer... is to have a good time all the time.

"That's what, a three-storey fall to the deck? I give you about a one in three chance of survival." Pope Heyward calculates, looking up to the boy on the roof.

"Should I do it?" John B questions.

"Yeah you should jump. I'll shoot you on the way down." Pope jokes.

"You'll shoot me?" John B says, mimicking a gun sound.

"They're gonna have Japanese toilets with towels warmers." Kiara Carrera says, walking onto the deck.

"Of course they are, why wouldn't they?" JJ Maybank comments as he sits on the scaffolding platform drinking a beer.

"This used to be turtle habitat but.. who cares about the turtles, I guess." Kiara sighs.

"I can't have cold towels." JJ jokes.

"Can you please not kill yourself?" Kiara requests to John B.

"I would just like to say if you fall I will laugh my ass off before trying to help you." Mackenzie Henderson says as she leaned against the railing which overlooked the ocean.

"Don't spill that beer!" JJ calls.

"I'm not giving you another one."

"Woah! Oh.. shit!" John B groans.

"Of course you did! Like right when I told you." JJ says while Mackenzie laughs.

"So smooth man." Mackenzie says.

"Dumbass." Kiara comments.

"Hey uh, security's here. Let's wrap it up." Pope says.

"Boys are early today." John B points out.

"Humpty Dumpty, let's roll." JJ exclaims.

"Let's go boys." Mackenzie grins.

"And.. girl." Kiara adds.

"Gary is that you?" JJ calls out.

"Gary good to see you man!"

"Yeah you're just asking for it." Kiara says.

The five kids run through the house, escaping the security with JJ almost being caught.

"Not much of a hugger man!" he jokes as he runs off.

JJ and Pope were the last two to jump into the van as John B drove away.

"Check out Gary, gunnin' for a raise." Pope laughs as the security employee runs after the van.

"Come on Gary! Wait slow down slow down!" JJ says, leaning out of the van holding a beer can.

"Stop guys you're gonna give him a heart attack." Kiara jokes.

"Come on Gary! Come here boy! You're so close! You can do it! There you go!" JJ messes with him, throwing the can.

"Oh! They don't pay you enough bro!"

"JJ stop." Mackenzie chuckles.

"Oh come on that sort of initiative is just begging to be punished." JJ says.

The Outer Banks, Paradise on Earth. It's the sort of place where you either have two jobs or two houses. Two tribes, one island.

Figure eight. The rich side of the island. Home of the Kooks, so guess where we don't live.

Then there's the south side, or The Cut. Home of the working class who make a living busing tables, washing yachts, running charters.

Natural habitat of, drum roll please.

The Pogues.

That's us.

Pogues, pogies, the throwaway fish. Lowest member of the food chain.

Okay so the downside to Pogue life is we're ignored and neglected. The upside of pogue life? We're ignored and neglected.

Which means we do whatever we want whenever we want.

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, vendetta-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.

That's Kiara, or Kie, as we call her.

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. Guess we all kinda 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.

Alright so his father's this legendary character, Heyward.

Anything you wanted on the island, Heyward could get it for you.

Now, I'm not sure Heyward knew what to make of his oddball son, but it didn't matter.

He was a Pogue, just like the rest of us.

And that's Mackenzie, or Zie, that way it's Kie and Zie, the best friends.

She's a rich kid too, part of the richest family in the Outer Banks. The Henderson's basically own the island.

Her family doesn't exactly approve of us either but her little sister Ella is a total angel we all love her.

Now, JJ totally has a thing for her. He just refuses to admit it, but I know it, it's so obvious.

She's all about surfing and making bracelets and playing the guitar. Coolest person ever if you ask me.

So, that's my crew.