"They say you fall in love with the most unexpected person at the most unexpected time."
Andrea Rutledge and her blonde best friend, the best duo in OBX, what happens when during there adventure to find the Gold they realized maybe they aren't just...
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"Get these bags to figure eight, then right back." Mr.Hayward demanded. "No fishin. I promised these will be delivered by this afternoon." He told us.
"Rich folks don't wanna wait for you lazy sons of bitches, and Andi." He joked handing the last bags to JJ.
"Keep these two in order for me Andie"
"Gotchu sir" I responded as the boat docked. I sat in the cabin with JJ listening to pope go on about how rich people have too much and JJ agreeing. "It doesn't even look like the storm hit them." Pope commented.
"Generators man." I said, shaking my head.
Pope scoffed, "It must be nice to be a kook."
"Lucky bastards." When we stopped we loaded up our hands filled with groceries.
"We'll go this way, You go that way." I instructed JJ and he saluted before walking in the opposite direction of us.
"Where first?" I asked Pope.
"Beer is for Benny Declan, A golfer." He answered me. I hummed, as he talked I took notice of my dirty converse, "damn, my shoes are fucked up" I mumble.
"Andie." pope whispered. "Huh?" I ask, still mumbling about my shoes.
"Kooks. ten o'clock" he muttered walking in front of me. I starred at the boys ahead Topper and Rafe, The universe has to have some type of beef with me because ain't no way. "Hey, what's up man." Rafe approached us, stoping Pope with his Gold club.
"How much are those?" Rafe asked, I rolled my eyes grabbing Popes arm gently. "Not for sale" I said trying to move ahead of them, but Rafe got in my face. "hey, can we talk?"
"No" I sputtered. if it wasn't clear before I hadn't told anyone about Rafe and I and I didn't plan on it.
He pouted, something in his eyes darkened and I knew he wasn't sober. "Fine then we're not asking. Are we brother?"
"Nah. We ain't" Topper responded smugly. I looked Rafe up and down in disgust it was like I didn't know him. Like when he was with topper he was a whole another person because the Rafe I knew would of never talked to me like that.
I grabbed Popes arm tugging him with me. "Come on Pope." But rafe stepped in front of me crouching down to my height with his gold club. "How bout you pass me a beer first." He demanded, I looked into his eyes, examining them and just like I suspected he was high.
"there not even ours there payed for already." Pope spoke up, sliding himself between Rafe and I.
Rafe looked him up and down in disgust, "Payed for? you probably stole them." Rafe retorted, using the pole of the golf club to dig in his back.
