~𝓓𝔂𝓲𝓷𝓰 𝓢𝓾𝓶𝓶𝓮𝓻~

Pogues and Kooks

"We're the Pogues, and our mission this summer is to have a good time, all the time."

A boy with curly brown hair stood on a roof, taking a sip of his his precious beer as he leaned on a roof, trying to balance himself. 

"That's what, a three-story fall to the deck? I give you about a one-in-three chance or survival." Another boy with black hair call up to him.

The boy just hums in response, putting his finger to his mouth before lifting it up in the air, eyes are all on him, squinting as he looked out in the beautiful view of sunset.

"Should I do it?" He asked the other boy. "Yeah, you should jump." A blonde boy says. Then the boy nods, holding up a drill at his best friend's direction."I'll shoot you on the way down." "You're gonna shoot me?" He questions, aiming a finger gun at him. "Pew!"

Then the blonde boy turns his direction to aim a finger gun at his girl with long hazel brown curly hair, with such mesmerizing ocean eyes, staring right back at him. The girl just shrugs at the blonde with a smile.  

"Can you please not kill yourself?" A brown haired girl pleads to the curly haired boy. "Don't you spill that beer. I'm not giving you another one." Blondie warns his best friend. The brunette didn't listen, he dropped his beer, as blondie starts complaining as the girls just rolled their eyes. The blonde starts to clap in amusement while brunette just groaned in sadness.

"Security's here. Let's wrap it up." The black haired boy warns his friends, looking over the rail at the security. Soon, the five friends all ran through the house,laughing and cheering loudly, big smiles laying on their faces. The security guards continued to chase them, the group of five then separating. 

 "Not much of a hugger, man!" The blonde exclaims,snatching himself out of a guards grip, pushing the girl in front of him. 

The black haired boy ran in front of them, hopping over a fence, only to fall to the ground, groaning. "Get up, Pope, fatso's coming." The blonde warns his friend, the two of them helping their friend up. A honk was then heard, a camper van driving up, revealing the brunette boy and the other girl sitting in their the three quickly hopping inside. Almost instantly, the brunette presses his foot against the gas, the camper van starting to drive away, the security guard, Gary, running after them. 

 "Check out Gary, gunnin' for a raise."

 "Come on, Gary!"

"Hey! You little pricks!" Gary shouts.

 "Guys, stop you're gonna give him a heart attack."The blonde ignores the girl, leaning out of the doorway,  tossing out an empty beer can to Gary, saying words of encouragement. 

 "You're so close! You can do it." He tosses the can to Gary. "There you go.""JJ, stop. Stop." His girl grabs a hold of his shoulder, pulling him back inside. "oh, come on. That sort of initiative is just begging to be punished." The blondie replies. Then curly haired boy continues to drive the camper van, his friends speaking to one another. 

 "The Outer Banks, paradise on earth. It's a sort of place where you either have two jobs or two houses. Two tribes, one island."

 While the brunette drove, he stared out the window at many boats that sat on the water, looking brand new.They then started to pass a beautiful, big house, him staring ahead at it.

"Alright. So this is Figure Eight, the rich side of the island. Home of the Kooks. So, guess where we don't live.!"

They passed by a giant golf field, some men standing there, playing golf in fancy attire. They drove for a little longer before making it to the other side of the island,where things weren't as nice.