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After greeting Mr and Mrs Carrera and leaving my things in Kiara's bedroom, we hoped on her jeep and told her parents we were going to a party, leaving out the fact that it was on The Cut. Her parents were nice but even they didn't like Kiara hanging out too much with the Pogues.

We weren't even close to the party and I was already seeing bonfires at the beach, lights and tons of beers barrels, everyone with a cup in hand.

My cotton white shorts and my designer dark blue bikini top looked like the most expensive thing in the middle of everyone else but it had been the most casual thing I had found in my closet. 

Kiara grabbed my hand and we ran towards the barrels were someone was pouring beer for everyone: John B had a cup of his own and was greeting everyone. 

"Hey John B! Pour us a cup?"

He put his hand on his head, saluting her as if she was a captain.

"Yes ma'am" He handed Kiara's cup and then awkwardly gave me mine, half-smiling. I noticed Kiara's cup had the double amount of beer than mine and she did too. She grabbed my cup and gave it back to him.

"She's a Kook, but she can handle alcohol properly John B. Fill it up" He did and gave me back the cup. "This is Scar, my best friend. She's new to the Pogue lifetstyle but I can promise you she hates Kooks as much as I do."

"Yeah, I-uh...I remember her from school" John B said to fill up the awkward introduction

"It's nice to properly meet you John B." I gave him a big smile and he seemed to chill down and returned a big smile as well.

"Let's go find the hot boys" Kie grinned and John B rolled his eyes at her.

"Thanks for the compliment!"

After walking out of earshot, I told her "John B's hot. Have you ever had anything with him?" 

She started laughing "No. We have a rule in between us: No Pogue on Pogue macking. But since you're not part of the group YET, go for it if you want to!"

"Oh I'm sorry, did I forget to mention my parents would execute me if I ever kissed a Pogue?"

"Fuck your parents and fuck Kooks" She said putting an arm around my shoulders.

"Cheers to that" I bumped my cup into hers and downed it easily. 

The fact that some other Kooks from Figure Eight were also partying there among the Pogues made me feel surprised. When it comes to beach parties and beer, there were no problems. 

I joined a group of other people I knew from school and they cheered when they saw me, some giving me hugs. Some of them had been at the party last night and I knew their parents were as unaware of their whereabouts as mine were. 

Kiara left to go talk to some other people and I stayed there chit chatting with a girl whose passion was to sing but was afraid of telling her parents she wanted to study music in college. I told her about my passion for dance and I felt understood. A guy called her and the little group sat around a bonfire at the beach while he played guitar and she sang a song I didn't recognize. A couple of people got up and started to balance their bodies to the sound. A few other people joined already drunk and danced extrovertedly and the guy playing the guitar sped up. Everyone was laughing loud and it got even louder when some of the drunk ones lost their balance and fell on the sand.

Kiara startled me by touching my shoulder lightly "I told you you were gonna have fun"

I got up and followed her to a quieter place. We sat down on a log next to Pope Heyward, another one of Kiara's close friends. 

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