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☁️ . . . ⇢ ˗ˏˋ don't fuck with lexi ࿐ྂ lexi connors • misc. places first italics : kiara's retelling of the past second italics : lexi's retelling of the past
IF YOU ASKED ANYONE,they would tell you that Lexi Connors was wild card. They'd tell you to watch your back, all about how she was a traitor, and then about who she was fucking now. The split of the Outer Banks was a nightmare to her. Lexi didn't give a shit about who was rich or not. That's where people coined the name 'traitor' for her. But how could she betray a side she was never on? She cared about herself, and that was it. Growing up on Figure Eight, she was exposed to most of her friends took the whole 'Kook and Pogue' thing very seriously. By friends she meant Rafe motherfucking Cameron.
Rafe and Lexi had been tied to each other's hips since second grade. She had been sat by him, and he had accidentally colored on her arm with Sharpie, causing the young girl to flip her shit. By accident, he meant that he was trying to get the attention of the dressed up Barbie next to him, and succeeded in making her mad. This was practically the entirety of their friendship for the next couple of years. Rafe would do something to annoy Lexi, and she would pretend to hate him for a while, making the entire island question if they were actually ever friends. When they entered middle school, both Rafe and Lexi in an awkward point in their life, they began making more Figure Eight friends and started to discover who they were. Topper, Kelce, Kiara and Sarah had joined the little circle. The group were known throughout the Island as the Kook's finest. During those years, Rafe and Lexi had shared. a very awkward kiss outside of the eight grade dance. Yet, those three glorious years of middle school came to an end as the summer before ninth grade squashed the group like a bug on a car window.
After a fallout with Sarah and Lexi, and some failed romance with Rafe, Kiara was the first to leave. She had found the Pogue life, and now hung out with her group of three boys. Lexi remembered the day Rafe had found out about Kiara's transition to become a Pogue. She recalls him swearing up a storm, complaining about Kiara, and calling their once friend and the Pogues every nasty name in the book. Lexi just asked him why he cared so much, and Rafe just scoffed. He absolutely despised how Lexi didn't get what was wrong with the Pogues. They were dirty, they stole, they were loud, they were self centered, the list went on and on for Rafe. Sometimes Rafe imagined what he would do if a Pogue ever laid it's hands on Lexi. He fantasized about it at night, etching every little detail down in his brain. She would be walking down the halls in one of her short dresses (If he could pick, it would be his favorite. Her white, cherry printed dress. The one that had the dulled heart collar, and off the shoulder sleeves) and a Pogue would touch her ass, grabbing her and would force her to get real close. Lexi would yell for help, but no one would bat an eye. Nobody but him. He'd like to think about all the ways he'd hurt the Pogue, bathing in it's blood. Then the warm feeling of Lexi wrapping her arms around him as she thanked him over and over again, finally understanding the hate for them. To Rafe's dismay, that never happened and Lexi still didn't understand.
