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one | Impatient

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

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.

the Pogues.

That's us.

- Pogues, pogies, the throwaway fish.

Jazlyn

I woke up to voices fading louder and louder.

"Dude yea. I look and all I see is Pope eating shit climbing the fence." the blonde boy says walking in.

"JJ! Could you be any louder while I'm trying to sleep?" I asked, cutting off his laughter.

"Uh YEA I CAN!" he says; screaming.

I smashed my face back into my pillow flashing him the finger as I heard him walk into the kitchen. At that point there was no point in going back to sleep so I sat back up and looked around at all my friends, clawing all the blankets off of me. I fell asleep wearing my older brothers t-shirt and the bakini I went surfing in last night.

John B walked out of his room into the living room. "Wh- Hey! This is my shirt?!" He complained, clawing at the hems.

"Oh please!" I slapped his hand away, "You haven't worn this shirt in like 3 years John B."

"Yeah? Well what if- what if i wanted to wear it today?!" He quickly replied trying to find the right words.

"Um- no. Cut the bull." I roll my eyes walking into my room.

My room was a mess. I occasionally- wait no; I usually have to share with JJ because he basically lives here. It gets annoying sometimes, especially when he has a girl over. I tend to sleep on the futon in the living room then scare them away in the morning.

As I get dressed I put on a new bakini, this one was one of my favorites. The top was low cut, it was a faint red, tied on the back of my neck, and had habiscus flowers on it. Same with the bottoms. I put on some random jean shorts I found on the floor too.

I"AYO! Kegger tonight!" I heard JJ announce, loud enough to wake up the roosters we had beside our house.

I walked out of my room, running a hand through my hair. "Jazlyn! Your coming." JJ pointed towards me. People rarely call me Jazlyn. It was usually Jaz to everyone, but when someone did call me Jazlyn it was probably JJ, or John B when he's mad at me.

I widened my eyes as i nodded with my lips pressed together and walked over to him taking the beer bottle in his hand and finished it. There wasn't much left anyway but i wanted to make him mad for waking me up, screaming.

"Hey! wh-what the hell, J?!" He threw his hands up looking at the bottle as dropped it on the table. "Um- That was mine."

"JJ." I said looking at him as I walked backward toward the door, "I don't care."

JJ, John B, and I have always been a trio since like the 7th grade, "the three j's". Ever since then me and JJ have always had this unspoken flirt, nothing too crazy though- all jokes.

John B and JJ have been friends since like 3rd grade. After a little bit our trio drifted when we met Pope and Kie. I didn't mind too much though because we're all still really close friends. And of course John B is my brother so he was never getting rid of me.

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Hours pass and we're at the boneyard for the kegger. I look around to see where all my friends are.

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

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. And for some reason always flirting with my sister. Which I don't love but I mean- c'mon. It's JJ. He's not actually gonna get with 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. Definitely one of Jazyln's bestest friends. His father's this legendary character, Heyward. Anything you wanted on the island, Heyward could get 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.

Oh and that's my sister, Jaz. She's kinda mean sometimes but just know, it's full sarcasm- her only defense these days. She's also really impatient which gets annoying. But we'll keep that on the low. She's best friends with Pope. But she used to hang out with JJ and I. But now she just flirts with him. She thinks I don't know she's not joking. But I know. And i do not like it. Jaz is a loyal pogue. She'd do anything for us. I obviously won't let her do anything but you get the gist.

You would think she's the one to stop us from getting into trouble, and sometimes she may be. But usually she's not. She likes to have fun. Also a really good surfer. not as good as JJ though.

Don't tell her I said that.

So, that's my crew.

And that's me, John Booker Routledge.

And this is where we live.

An old fish shack on the marsh. The Château, as our dad used to call it.

There's Dad.

He disappeared at sea nine months ago, looking for a shipwreck.

Who disappears at sea these days?

We miss him.

And then there's Mom. She split when we were three.

Last I heard, she was in Colorado. I think it was Colorado. I never really cared for her but, Jaz still misses her. Or who she thinks she was. I dunno. I feel bad sometimes, she's too young to be parent less. We both are, I guess.