Stella Carter was somewhat the Hannah Montana of the Outerbanks, she had the best of both worlds. Although, without the good relationships with the Kooks.
When the Summer she was promised to have a good time the whole time, became a task to survive...
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Stella rubbed her eyes as she walked down the stairs in her fathers old top, her stomach desperate for food. As she approached closer towards the Kitchen, the sound of music echoed through the house alongside laughing and conversations, the girl meeting the room to see JJ and her father cooking breakfast, a mess of food, pots, pans and others surrounding the two of them.
"Ah — she's awake!" Marco glanced up for a second naturally, looking back to the food before turning back to his daughter and pointing towards her. "You hungry?... Well, you better be cause JJ and I've been slaving away all morning," He added.
The girl smiled and approached the breakfast bar, taking a seat in front of where JJ was placing food onto his plate. "Yeah, I'm starving," She replied, watching the blond boy in awe until he looked up.
Without thinking twice, he playfully rolled his eyes and slid his plate across towards her. "Thanks," She mouthed whilst the blond boy displayed a smile.
JJ gawked at Stella as she picked up a strawberry between her finger tips, her tongue grazing against the fruit before she took a bite from the food. The strawberry rested between her lips for a little, a red angel between wingless sweet aromas.
His lips parted in admiration, his tongue meeting the roof of his mouth until suddenly Marco's office phone began to ring. "Eat away, I'm not sure how long the call's gonna be so don't wait on me," He told the kids, whisking away to the office before shutting the door.
"You wanna smoothie?" She asked, departing from the stool and turning to the fridge to pick out the ingredients. When JJ didn't respond she turned back to him with a raised brow to catch him staring at her, her top must've lifted up as she reached up the fridge for the fruits; leading her arse to be revealed. "JJ?"
The boys head shook slightly before meeting her hazel eyes, "Nah, no thanks, nope," He stuttered almost and turned to his plate, moving towards the corner of the kitchen and picking up a piece of bacon and eating it to distract himself.
"Suit yourself," The girl shrugged, pouring the ingredients into the machine and watching as it blended. It wasn't long until the drink was ready, the girls eyes hovering over to the cup cabinet to see JJ stood in front of it. "Could you pass me a glass?" She asked.
He looked up, almost shocked to see she was talking to him. "Yeah, where — which cabinet?" He asked, causing Stella to shake her head with a smile as she brought herself closer towards him.
As the girl reached up behind him, the girl positioned her leg between his, her body grazing against his whilst she stood up on her tip-toes to get the highest glass she could. JJ had grown accustomed to the feeling of Stella through the thin material of her thong against his shorts as he inhaled a deep breathe through his nose, scratched the back of his neck and gulped.
