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John b stood at the top of the house with a beer in his hand balancing on one foot. "That's what, a three-story fall to the deck? I give you about a one-in-three chance of survival." Pope said looking up at John b with a drill in his hand.
John b stuck his finger in his mouth and held it out in the air "Should I do it?" He asked.
"Absolutely not." Savannah mumbled next to JJ while playing with his bracelet "Yeah, jump." Pope said and then held the drill up and pointed it at John b "I'll shoot you on the way down."
"You'll shoot me?" John b asked as Kiara walked out of the house "They're going to have Japanese toilets with towel warmers."
"Of course. Why wouldn't they?" JJ said, "Did you know this used to be a turtle habitat?" Savannah asked looking down at Kiara "yeah, but who cares about the turtles, I guess?" She said.
"I can't have cold towels." JJ joked "Can you please not kill yourself?" Kiara asked looking up at John b.
"Don't spill that beer. I'm not giving you another one." JJ said taking a sip of his beer.
"Oh, shit." John b said as the beer fell out of his hands "Of course you did. Like right when I told you not to." JJ said.
John b groaned looking down at his spilt beer everywhere "Hey, uh, security's here." Pope said hitting the railing "Let's wrap it up."
"Anna, I thought you said they were coming later." John b said hoping off the roof.
"That what I heard my dad say. I guess they're early." Savannah said Watching JJ hop down while teasing Gary.
"You're asking for it." Savannah said laughing and running out behind him.
Pope and JJ went one way and John b Kie and savannah went the other getting to the van first and waiting for the two boys to get over the fence.
"Bus is leaving!" John b yelled out the window seeing the two running over to the van. "Come on, boys!" Kid said laughing as they jumped in
"Check out Gary, gunnin' for a raise." Pope said looking out the back window "Wait. Slow down." JJ said.
"Hey! You're going to give him a heart attack." Kiara spoke up holding in a laugh "You're so close! You can do it. There you go." JJ teased hanging out of the car "They don't pay you enough, bro."
"JJ, stop. Stop." Savannah said laughing at him and pulling him back in the car "Oh, come on. That sort of initiative is just begging to be punished." JJ said leaning back with Savannah leaning against him.
The Outer Banks, Paradise on Earth. It's the sort of place where you either have two jobs or two houses. Two tribes, one island.
All right. So, there's Figure Eight, the rich side of the island. Home of the Kooks.
And then, there's the south side or the cut. Home of the working class who make a living busing tables, washing yachts, running charters.
The natural habitat of... drumroll, please...the Pogues.
Pogues, pogies, the throwaway fish. Lowest member of the food chain. Okay. So, the downside of Pogue life is they're ignored and neglected.
But the upside of Pogue life? They're ignored and neglected, which means they do whatever they want, whenever they want.
There's JJ, John b's best friend since the third grade. He's about as local as they come.
Latest in a long line of fishing, drinking, smuggling, vendetta-holding salt-lifers who made their living off the water.
Best surfer they know. Just don't tell him they think that. Mild kleptomaniac and a future tax cheat.
There's Kiara, or Kie, as they call her. When she's not saving turtles or listening to Marley, or getting a dolphin tattoo, she hangs out with them.
They're not really sure why, though. So, she's a rich kid, actually. Foot in both worlds.
Her family owns The Wreck, this Outer Banks institution. Total cash cow with the tourists. Her parents don't like the boys. They only like savannah. John b and pope kind of have a thing for her.
Then there's Savannah. Sav, Anna, vanna. They just call her whatever comes to mind. She doesn't care. She's kind of a Rich kid too.
She's a Cameron so her family has money, but they don't acknowledge her when she around them. She's the pougiest kook they have ever met.
There's Pope, the brains of the operation... finalist for the Lucas T. Vanderhorst Merit Scholarship.
And the smartest person they know. Little bit of a weirdo. His father's this legendary character, Heyward.
Anything you wanted on the island, Heyward could get for you. Now, they're not sure Heyward knew what to make of his oddball son, but it didn't matter. He was a Pogue, just like the rest of them.
And lastly there's John Booker Routledge. He lives in old fish shack on the marsh. The Château, as his dad used to call it.
He disappeared at sea nine months ago, looking for a shipwreck. He's in denial he misses him.
His mom split when he was three. Last he heard, she was in Colorado. He thinks it was Colorado.
Since his dad's vanished, his uncle is supposedly his legal guardian.
At the moment, he's in Mississippi, building houses which means it's just him right now, on his own, hanging out with his friends.
Three months after his dad was missing, he was officially presumed dead. He refused to sign the papers. Until He sees a body, He's not giving up.
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Everybody stayed at John b's last night. Pope slept on the couch on the porch, Kie took the pull out couch John b slept in his dads room and JJ and Savannah slept in John b's room.
JJ and Savannah layed in bed spooning with their hands intertwined. John b walked out the bathroom and looked in the room "aww, look at the cute little couple." John b teased
Savannah rolled on to her stomach groaning. This was normal for them. JJ and Savannah would be cuddled up together and their friends would tease them about it.
"Dude! Come on man, get out of here." JJ said annoyed John b laughed and walked out shutting the door. JJ rolled on his back as Savannah slid closer to him laying her head on his chest.
A few minutes later they got up and hung out with Kie and Pope before John b got back from his meeting with DCS.
