Fish Of Tomorrow | | JJ MAYBANK

Introduction | | Fish Of Tomorrow

After a hurricane, John B,JJ,Pope ,Brooke and Kiara plunge headlong into danger and adventure when they find a mysterious sunken wreck.

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As I gazed out of my bedroom window,the sun setting at a leisurely pace, I realised that I had spent the entire day by myself, no awkward conversations, no rare glances from others, doing nothing but have my own company.It began to dawn on me that maybe I should feel lonely, I was alone, sure, but I never did feel lonely,but not lonely. And the sun setting vicariously over The Outer Banks always made her feel like she's in a movie.

There's always sun in the Outer Banks,a sweet,lily-livered sun to watch over us.

"Brooke!"

And then the rain comes.

My father slurred from downstairs, I could smell the alcohol and rotting weed on his slowly corroding teeth.

I sighed, slamming the book that was once in my hand on my window ledge before walking downstairs to greet my fathers duplicitously.
"Hey,dad." I smiled as I glanced at him stoned in the floor with a large bottle of beer in his right hand-it was similar to the ones scattered around him.
"Do me a favour,sweet cheeks,go buy daddy some cigarettes from the shop."he ordered,not even bothering to look at his sixteen year old daughter.
"But-"I attempted to remind him that I'm underaged and not to mention we're broke pogues.
"Don't give me excuses,girl!?" He yelled as he forcefully tossed the glass bottle at me. It shattered on the wall, barely missing my shoulder.I walked out the door,feeling smaller than when I arrived and checked my face fit any cuts. Unsurprisingly, a red cut was placed across my left cheek.

"That'll be $11.98 please." The woman told me after she had finished scanning the two packs of (one for me and one for dad)cigarettes and plasters."ID please." She replied.

Shit.

"Oh,yeah." I pretended to search my pockets for cash and my non-existing ID."shit I left it at home." I sighed as I face palmed myself.
"Guess you'll be leaving this here as well." The teenager spoke, popping a bubble of chewing gum at me.

"I'll pay for the pretty girl." Another voice spoke up from behind me.
"Thanks but-."he cut me off.
"As long as you share the cigarettes."he whispered in my ear,his hand softly grazing my hip.My face turned red as I nodded as signing that he should pay and show the woman his "ID".

"Thank you."I replied,attempting not to maintain eye contact with the attractive adolescent boy for too long.
"It's fine,cupcake."he replied,slipping on some sly shades.
"Here." I spoke as I handed his portion of cigarettes from my box,then slipping my dads box in my pocket.

"What happens to your head?"he spoke,starting the cigarette to his lip and lighting it attractively.
"I fell." Lied guiltily to the boy as I fiddled with the plaster box.

"Let me get that for you." He offered to apply my plaster to the open wound on my tanned skin and rosey cheeks.

I glanced at the blue and purple veins that ran down his hands, they ran to his muscles and to his neck.The setting sun perfectly framed his ethereal face tenderly and soothingly.

Elan.This word perfectly describes this bewitching man as he caressed my cheek while placing down the plaster.
"Thank you."I smiled down at my lap as he tucked a piece of hair behind my ear.

(A/N don't even know this mother fuckers name and I already wanna kiss him😟)

"Welcome,princess."the mystery boy replied.
"I'm Brooke."I blurted out, nervously peeling off my bright white nail polish- a bad habit of mine.
"JJ."he replied,smirking at me.
"Kook or Pogue?" He asked me.
"Pogue." I replied apprehensively as I continued to peel it my nail polish, I prayed mentally- hoping that it was the answer he wanted.
"Sweet."he muttered, handing me the cigarette when he noticed me peeling of my nail polish nervously . I took a long drag, not coughing, not even flinching- I really needed this after today.
"You?"I repeated his question.
"Pogue."

John B's POV:

The wind blew my slight long hair behind me as I strolled along the beach barefoot.
"What the fuck." I murmured, as I spotted JJ and some girl on a bench.

It was never unusual to see JJ with a girl- it was more unusual to see him without one. However, what surprised me was that she was a pretty brunette girl, he usually goes for hot blondes.

He actually seemed happy with this girl as they carried out a long,heartfelt conversation while each taking turns smoking a cigarette between them.

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I hope you guys enjoyed this chapter before I start the actual episodes❤️

I'm from the UK so I apologise for any terms you don't understand I've tried to make this as "American" as possible.

Ivy

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