PROLOGUE
"Jesus Christ John B what are you doing up there?!" Suzy exclaimed with a wide grin on her face, putting down the drink in her hand.
"That's what, a three-story fall to the deck? I give you about a one-in-three chance of survival." Pope yelled out.
"Should I do it? Should I jump."
"Yeah do it, I'll shoot you on the way down."
"They're gonna have Japanese toilets with towel warmers! This used to be a turtle habitat but who cares about the turtles I guess?" Kiara walked in with a disappointed look on her face.
"Can you please not kill yourself?" Juls squinted up at John B.
"I can't have cold towels!"
JJ glared at his best friend. "Don't spill that beer! I'm not giving you another one!"
"Oh shit." He groaned as the beer can fell to the ground.
"Of course you did."
"Dumbass."
Pope looked over the deck "Hey uh, security's here! Let's wrap it up. Lovebirds let's roll!" Both Juls' and JJ stood up and joined the group downstairs.
"Check out Gary, gunnin' for a raise!" Suzy cackled loudly.
JJ stuck his head outside "They don't pay you
enough bro!"That's JJ. 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. Mild kleptomaniac, and a future tax cheat.
And there's Kiara. When she's not saving turtles, or listening to Marley, or getting a dolphin tattoo, she hangs out with us. She's a rich kid, actually. Her family owns The Wreck, this Outer Banks institution. Total cash cow with the tourists.
There's Suzy too, another kook. She's a legend at surfing. Strong personality, funny jokes, who wouldn't want her? Best friends with Sarah Cameron, probably since they wore diapers and they've been inseparable ever since. No one really cares that she hangs out with us. Shocker?
And that's Pope. Finalist for the Lucas T. Vanderhorst Merit Scholarship. His father's this legendary character Heyward. Anything you wanted on the island, he could get for you.
When JJ's not surfing with Suzy, he's with Julia. if you thought Pope was smart, then you haven't met Juls. Kook turned pogue, with still too much kook left in her. She's the one that keeps us grounded. I guess we made the impression that we were pretty weak when she saved our asses the first time.
And we can't forget John B. His mom split when he was three and his dad disappeared at sea nine months ago looking for a shipwreck. Who even disappears at sea these days?
"No way we're gonna surf in the middle of a hurricane! Are you crazy John B?! Those aren't surfable waves!" Suzy held her surfboard tightly, flinching at the sound of thunder.
"Says who?!"
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