Chapter One

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Episode 1 ( Pilot)
Part 1

"That's what, a three - story fall to the deck?" My friend JJ points out.

Us pouges , are outside a construction house. Our 3rd time here this week. John B is hovering over the roof of the place with a beer in his hand.

"I give you about a 1 in 3 chance of survival." Our smartest friend , Pope remarks.

"Hm. " John B sticks his finger in the air. "Should I do it?" He asks us.

"Yeah you should jump. I'll shoot you on the way down." Pope says holding up a drill.

"You'll shoot me?" John B questions  making a gun with his fingers making a shooting sound in Pope's direction .

"They're gonna have Japanese toilets with towel warmers." Kiara , or as we call her ,Kie , makes her way out from inside.

"Of course. Why wouldn't they?" I join in on the conversation.

"This used to be a turtle habitat, but who cares about the turtles, I guess?" One of kiara's suits , she is a save the Earth person.

"Can you please not kill yourself?" Kiara says looking up at John B.

"Don't spill that beer. I'm not giving you another one." JJ assures John B.

John B messes around hanging off the edge and there goes his beer.

"No." He groans looking down at his spilt beer.

"Hey, uh, security's here." Pope tells us and we get our shit together.

"Boys are early today."

"Gary is that you?" JJ asks.

"Gary, nice to see you." I shout jumping down from the platform I was previously on.

"Your just asking for it." Kiara says. We bolt down leaving JB's spilt beer can there.

We run throughout the house finding the way we came in again.

JJ goes to embrace one of the security guys but quickly gets pushed off. "Not much of a hugger man?"

We hope the fence and find our way back to Twinkie , John B's worn out van.

"Check out Gary, gunnin' for a raise."

"Wait slow down." We tell John B as Gary continues to yell at us.

"You're going to give him a heart attack." Kiara says but it doesn't stop us.

"JJ here." I hand him a beer to give to Gary.

"You're so close!" JJ yells sticking the beer bottle outside the van.

"You can do it ." I encourage him.

"There you go," JJ throws it to him and Gary fails to catch it. "They don't pay you enough."

"JJ Stop." Kiara says pulling JJ back into the van.

"Oh , come on. That sort of initiative is just begging to be punished." He laughs.

Where we live? 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.

The South side of the island , also known as the cut. Home of the working class who make a living busing tables, washing yachts , running charters. The natural habitat of The Pouges , that's us.  Pouges , poiges , the throwaway fish. Lowest member of the food chain.

The downside of Pouge life , is we're ignored and neglected. The upside of Pouge life , we're ignored and neglected. Which means we do whatever we want, whenever we want.

Allow me to introduce you to everyone. JJ, John B and I's 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. I will never say it to his face , but he is the best surfer I know. Mild kleptomaniac and a future tax cheat.

Then there is Kiara , or Kie, as we call her. When she is not saving turtles or listening to Marley , or getting a dolphin tattoo, she hangs out with us. Not really sure why , though. She is a rich kid actually, foot in both worlds. Her family owns The Wreck , this Outer Banks institution. Total cash cow with the tourists. Not really sure how her parents feel about us. Guess we all have a thing for her.

Of course Pope. The brains of the operation. Finalist for the Lucas T. Vanderhorst Merit Scholarship. Definitely the smartest person I know. Little bit of a weirdo too.

His father's this legendary character , Heyward. Anything you wanted on the island, Heyward could get for you. Not sure Heyward knew what to make of his oddball son,  but it didn't matter. He was a Pouge, just like the rest of us.

Finally there is John Booker Routlege. He has the crash place , Château , his dad used to call it. His dad had disappeared at sea 9 months ago looking for a wreck. John B misses him everyday , so do the rest of us. His mom split when he was only 3. Last I heard , she was in Colorado. Can't forget about his Uncle T. Since Big John vanished, he's supposedly John's legal guardian. He is currently in Mississippi, building houses.

So that's my crew.

There is me, Julianna Jones. I go by Jules, but everyone seems to have there own nickname for me. I basically live at The Château. Mom and Dad are big druggies and are very abusive when you piss them off.

I have known John B and JJ since third grade when we all skipped class to hide in the cafeteria for the day. When we met Pope and Kie we made our group , The Pouges.

Word count : 930 words

Copyright ~ I don't claim any of Outer Banks characters or storyline. All credits of the original outer banks cast/storyline goes to Netflix. I do however claim the storyline of Julianna, her family, and relationships to Jules.

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