Sitting on the docks, watching police bring in a man's body, that lays on a carry bed. A woman runs after him, calling the man's name... but he can't hear her anymore.
He's dead.
"Who's that?" John B questions.
"It's Scooter Grubbs. He was out during the storm." Scarlett, a Kook friend, replies. "Check out this pic I got. Dead body."
Scarlett tilts her phone on an angle, so we can all see the photo. It's a picture of this Scooter guy. Dead in the marsh water.
"Holy shit." John B whispers.
"That's insane." Kie adds in.
"What kind of boat did he have?" JJ asks, curiously.
"Somehow that dirtbag copped a brand-new Grady-White. Everyone's out looking for it." Scarlett tells us.
Oh my god.
We all look around to each other in shock. The five of us immediately get up and leave.
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"Okay, so, um... we didn't see anything. We don't know anything. We need to have total and complete amnesia." Pope states, pacing back and forth on John B's front porch, obviously panicking.
"Actually, Pope's right.. for once. See, I agree with you sometimes." JJ stands up from his chair and leans over the porch railing. "Deny, deny, deny."
"Guys, we can't keep that money." Kie believes.
"Okay..." JJ sighs. "Not all of us can afford unlimited date plans, Kiara."
"We have to pass that off to Lana Grubbs. Otherwise, it's bad karma." Kie continues.
"Bad karma to be implicated in a felony, too." Pope adds in. "We gotta go dark."
"If that means we get to keep the money, then I agree." JJ comments, smirking cheekily.
"I don't agree." John B speaks up suddenly. We all turn our heads to him as he walks away from JJ, now to the opposite end of the porch.
"What? Why?" JJ questions.
"Just think about it. This is Scooter Grubbs we're talking about, alright? Same dude that's been buying individual cigarettes at the Porthole. Shit, one time I saw this guy begging for change in the Save-A-Lot parking lot because he needed gas." John B states, making an extremely fair point. "We're talking about a dirtbag marina rat, who's never had more than 40 bucks in is pocket and all of a sudden he's got a Grady-White? Just saying."
"I mean, he does have a point." I speak up too, agreeing with John B.
"Yes! Thank you!" John B exclaims. "Pope, how does a marina rat get a Grady-White?"
"Prostitution." Pope answers, but it sounds more like a question.
"Square groupers, Bro. Okay, flying over the radar, no aerial surveillance. They don't do that stuff during a hurricane." John B continues. "What does that mean? JJ? Y/n?"
"They were straight smuggling." JJ and I say at the same time, which causes us to look over at each other with a smile.
"Smuggling..." John B chuckles. "And I guarantee, there is a serious amount of contraband in the wreck."
"Hell yeah." JJ adds.
"For the record, if that is a smuggling ship with illegal contraband on the inside of it, it probably belongs to someone else." Pope states.
"Minor details." I mumble, which makes JJ chuckle lightly.
"They could come looking for it. Taking it would be catastrophically stupid." Pope continues after hearing my comment.
"Right. Well, stupid things have good outcomes all the time." JJ smirks.
That's the only quote he has ever lived by.
"All we need to do now is figure out a way to get into the cargo hold of that wreck." JJ finishes. "Until then, we just lay low. Just act normal."
"Right. And how exactly do we do that?" Pope questions.
"Kegger?" I question, smirking.
I look around to JJ and John B, who both are smirking back at me. Kiara nods her head enthusiastically and Pope sighs aggressively. I roll my eyes at Pope and quickly jump off the couch and run down onto the grass.
"You guys coming?" I ask, before Kie, JJ and John B follow me onto the ground.
They all stand beside me and copy the position I am in. We all look back to Pope, before he sighs and rushes down towards us.
"Attaboy. Let's go! Whoo!" JJ cheers.
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JJ has always been super reckless and crazy. I mean, I don't blame him. His entire life he has told us that his mom left when he was just a boy and his dad is a stupid, drunk, drug addict.
But there's always been something off about that.
You see, whenever he talks about it (which isn't often) he always gets weird about it and acts like there is more to the story. Like there is something he's hiding. I've never been able to figure it out though. Even though we have known each other since we were kids, I've never figured it out. But there is something he's hiding.
I know there is.
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We arrive at the beach and begin setting up all cups and barrels of alcohol. We all help ourselves to drinks as more and more people start showing up.
John B fills up a cup for me and hands it to me as he winks. I smile at him, feeling the blush rise to my cheeks. I look over to see JJ glaring at us jealously, but as soon as he sees me looking, he looks away.
John B offers Pope a cup of beer, but he shakes head and frowns.
"Oh, come on! Don't be a pussy." I joke.
"I'll take it!" JJ shouts happily.
Slowly, more people from the island start to show up until eventually the beach is full. Different people end up bringing more beer, due to how much is gone and how many people are drinking.
The Pogues come. The Tourons come. And you won't believe it, but even heaps of Kooks show up. I was surprised with how many were actually there.
JJ and I do drinking competitions until both of us get loaded up with alcohol and run around the beach like maniacs. After getting all our energy out, we sit down on a log and be our normal, stupid, silly selves and play with these random sunglasses I found. I put them on over my eyes and push my lips out, pretending to be a model. I then take them off and put them on JJ's face, him copying my modelling actions.
I walk over to John B and we begin flirting with each other straight away. It's not like I completely mean to, it just happens. JJ watches from afar, but I blow it off and ignore him.
I'm having fun, enjoying the time with my friends.
Until I turn around and see her.
Sarah Fucking Cameron.
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pogue life and love - y/n and jj // outer banks // jj x reader
Genç Kurgu"Outer Banks. Paradise On Earth" jj and y/n have been best friends since they were younger because of meeting in kindergarten. overtime, they both have developed feelings for each other. even in their friendship group, the pogues, they are still the...
