those nights | rafe cameron

chapter one

amara is not one to wake up on time. even for her first day at a new school. she moved to the outer banks four days ago. she has yet to explore the island since she has been so busy unpacking. she did however meet her new neighbors. the camerons. they were sweet enough and seemed like a nice happy family. amara's dad and ward cameron both work in the same business so mr. cameron invited the tonkins over for dinner that night.

getting ready for school wasnt very hard for amara she pretty much wore the same thing every day. a skirt, thigh high socks, mary janes and a cute sweater. she was a girly girl. she only put on the basics for makeup. foundation, powder, blush, mascara and lip oil. pretty simple.

as soon as she got to school she realized she stuck out like a sore thumb. everyone there looked like 'hollister models' as she liked to think and they all looked very much like they lived on an island. amara is from new york city so she definitely had a whole different style.

the whole day was so exhausting for her. she felt so out of place. not only with looking different but she also had no idea where she was going and everyone already had their respective friend groups.

there is about only a week left of school. amara begged her parents not to make her go so she can just start fresh during a new year but they ultimately thought it was best that she tried to make friends for the summer. she had no problem being alone and in her room reading her favorite books but her parents were very social people and so badly wanted her to be like them.

after the long, tiring day she drove home from school and went straight to her bed. she changed into a comfy victoria secrets pajama set and got her book ready to relax.

before she was even able to open her book, her mother knocked at the door.

"honey we are leaving in 20 minutes to the cameron's" her mother yelled through the door.

"fucking shit" amara whispered to herself. "okay i'll be ready" she eventually yelled through the door to her mother.

she got up and went to her closet. she hadn't unpacked everything yet so there wasn't much to chose from. she picked a nice little pink dress and her mary janes she wore earlier and got dressed.

once they arrived at the cameron's, ward and who looked like to be son were outside. ward seemed to be upset with him. once he noticed us walking up he quickly threw on a smile and waved to us.

"sandra, lucas, so glad you could make it" ward smiled as he greeted amara's parents. "this is my son rafe" he smiled introducing his son.

"hey, nice to meet you" rafe said to the tonkins.

"so very nice to meet you too rafe, this is our daughter amara." amara's dad said pointing yo amara.

"hello, pleasure" amara said meekly.

she was a rather shy person. they all started walking in to the foyer of the house. there, a girl the same age as amara stood and a younger girl.

"these are my daughters, sarah" ward said pointing to the older girl. she smiled. "and this is wheezie"

amara smiled and gave a little wave. sarah is really pretty amara thought. her parents introduced themselves and amara to the girls.

"hey amara we should totally hangout sometime!" sarah offered.

"yeah, sure that sound great" amara said back.

"well rose is in the kitchen, dinner should be done by now.

everyone walked into the dinning room and sat down at the table. amara sat next to her parents on one side. the cameron kids sat at the other side and rose and ward sat at the two heads of the table.

after eating sarah invited amara to her room. amara noticed a picture of sarah and a boy. it seemed to be her and her boyfriend. sarah noticed amara looking at the picture.

"oh thats my boyfriend, his name is topper. you should hangout with us tomorrow, the pogues are throwing a party." sarah said.

"what is a pogue?" amara asked.

"so here we live on figure eight so we are kooks. we are the rich and the pogues live on the cut and they are poor."

amara thought about that for a minute. she thought it was very stupid.

sarah continued and said "we dont like the pogues but they throw fucking awesome parties."

"why dont we like pogues?" amara asked.

"they are all just low lifes." sarah said. "but there is this one guy, john b, he is so hot but im with topper and he's a pogue so that would not fly with rafe."

"why does rafe have a say in it?" amara asked genuinely.

"rafe is the prince kook he hates pogues with a burning passion." sarah stated.

amara decided to drop it not caring to push the conversation further.

they hung out for about an hour, learning all of sarah's and rafe's friends even though there were only two. it was topper and this guy named kelce. eventually rose knocked on the door and informed amara that her and her parents were leaving to head home.

once she got home she put back on her pajamas and got into bed. she was thinking about the party tomorrow night. and with that she fell asleep.