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It was the next day and Sarah, Topper, and I were heading to clean up a beach. Topper led us to his boat and we took off.

"I don't want to be rude y/n, I know you're friends with the pouges and all, but John B is a dick." She informed me.

"Why do you say that?" I questioned.

"Yesterday he blamed me for getting him fired. Then told me I was exactly who he thought I was. First of all, what does that even mean?" Sarah sighed and stood to stand by Topper. Just then, we saw the pouges riding in their boat the opposite direction of us. "Speaking of." Sarah mumbled. We drove past and I gave them a smile and a wave. We soon arrived at the beach.

"You should have heard the way he spoke to me. Kid's got a mouth on him." Sarah complained.

"He's a pouge, what'd you expect?" Topper scoffed.

"After everything my family did for him." Sarah rolled her eyes.

"I can talk to him if you want." I chimed in from behind.

"Why would you need to do that?" Topper stopped, turning to me.

"He probably didn't mean it, they're nice people. Plus they're my friends, he'd listen to me."

"Look y/n, you're my sister-"

"Half sister." I interrupted.

"Half sister then. I'm just trying to look out for you, they're bad news. Not people I'd want my half sister hanging out with."

"You're just like Rafe, thinking you can tell me who I can and can't hang out with."

"Rafe's right, and so am I."

"No you both are dicks, and obviously think you're better than everyone."

"We are better y/n far more than-"

"Guys stop." Sarah spoke up. "Thanks y/n but you don't have to talk to him." 

"If you insist." I smiled. We met up with Kelce and he offered us some booze. We drank and had a decent time. A while past and we started to head home. "Hey guys I'm gonna take a little surfing trip." I smiled and walked to my car. Sarah and Topper were laughing and probably didn't hear what I said. So I just left to The Cut. 

I spent a while out on the waves but was getting pretty tired, so I packed up and started to head back. As I was driving I saw a familiar person walking on the side of the road, I pulled up to them and instantly knew who it was. 

"Rafe? What the hell are you doing?" He looked surprised to see me and quickly jammed something in his pocket. 

"I could ask you the same thing y/n." He spoke. 

I hesitated but eventually gave in, "Do you need a ride?" He also hesitated but opened my car door and got in. "So are you gonna tell me why you're in The Cut?" 

"No." He simply stated. We drove off and it was quiet the whole way home. When we got closer he spoke up, "Can you do me a favor?"

I thought for a minute. I swore to myself to forget about him, yet here I am driving him home and about to do a favor for him. Pathetic. "What's the favor?" I gave in. 

"Your family has money right?"

"Yes, why?"

"My dad gave me money to buy backup generators, but I bought a bike instead."