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𝗖𝗛𝗔𝗣𝗧𝗘𝗥 𝗢𝗡𝗘, 𝗣𝗔𝗥𝗧 𝗧𝗪𝗢

𝗦𝗢𝗠𝗘𝗧𝗜𝗠𝗘𝗦 𝗠𝗘𝗠𝗢𝗥𝗜𝗘𝗦 𝗔𝗥𝗘 𝗧𝗛𝗘 𝗪𝗢𝗥𝗦𝗧 𝗙𝗢𝗥𝗠 𝗢𝗙 𝗧𝗢𝗥𝗧𝗨𝗥𝗘. All night, Charlotte couldn't forget the image of her brother, her JJ, her whole world, waving a gun around in her face . And for once in her life, Charlotte could see a glimpse of her father in her brothers face. Nothing could erase the memories that were made that night.

The kegger was supposed to be fun, just a bunch of teens : Tourons, Kooks and Pogues. All together in one spot. Peace for atleast one night. But that was wrong, there never could be peace between pogues and kooks. Always a constant war.

Everything was fine, up until a drunken JJ decided he'd like to tease Topper by offering his girlfriend a drink. And of course, like they always do, things escalated.


Charlotte Maybank, who was probably the most sober out of everyone that night, was sat on the log, speaking to one of her bestfriends: Benjamin Lopez. Not really a kook, nor a pogue, but mainly on the kook side.

He lived inbetween Figure eight and the cut, a fairly decent sized stereotypical american house. Charlotte and Benjamin had met during the fifth grade when Benjamin moved over from the mainland to the Outerbanks, he seemed alot happier then, everyone did.

From a young age, Benjamin's dad wasn't around much. He always told Charlotte it was business trips, meeting up with friends or seeing his daughter who lived back in Charleston with his ex-wife. Benjamin didn't find out until later into life at the age of 13 that this was all a lie to cover up the fact his father was constantly going to prison, doing drug runs and all of this other shitty stuff.

He'd grown up from adoring his father, to despising him, quite similar to Charlotte which is probably why the two got along so well. But, he was a nice boy at heart. He understood, was a gentlemen - thanks to his mother who taught him how to respect women, as well as defend himself. He loved his mom so much, adoring her with his whole heart. 

However, this also had a negative effect on Benjamin too. The absence of his father and lack of a man in the house for him to depend on made him depend on his mother. His mother played two roles, one being his mom and the other being a replacement for his father. He was probably a prime example of a mommy's boy.

But, like all people do, they drift apart. When Charlotte and Benjamin went to highschool, they split ways. Charlotte went to Kildare high whilst Benjamin went to Kildare Academy - as the pogues liked to call it : kook academy. If you had the money, you'd go, and Benjamin's mom sure did have the money.

Luckily, the two friends found eachother again at a midsummers event around two years ago, Charlotte only had an invite since Topper was her date as he had no one else, and since then they returned to their usual friendship. Becoming inseperable once more.

''Yo.. why are all them people running?'' Benjamin mumbled, putting his beer on the floor as he stood up which snapped Charlotte out of her thoughts. ''What people?'' Charlotte turned to see a group of people running from the beach, away from the water and back towards their houses. 

Soon enough, everyone had cleared the way and Charlotte saw the situation. Sarah Cameron, along with Pope and Kiara were gathered around three figures, one was kneeling in the water whilst the other was stood above the first guy, what seemed to look like a gun pointing directly at the back of the head. In the background, Charlotte could make out another person : John B. He was laying in the water, knocked clean out.

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