[John B's perspective]
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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. This is Figure Eight, the rich side of the island. Home of the Kooks. So, guess where we don't live.
And then, this is 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.
That's us. Pogues, pogies, the throwaway fish. Lowest member of the food chain.
Okay. So, the downside of Pogue life is we're ignored and neglected. But the upside of Pogue life? We're ignored and neglected, which means we do whatever we want, whenever we want.
That's JJ, my best friend since the third grade. He's about as local as they come. Latest in a long line of fishing, smuggling, vendetta-holding salt-lifers who made their living off the water. Best surfer I know.
Just don't tell him I said that. Mild kleptomaniac and a future tax cheat.
And that's Kiara, or Kie, as we call her. When not saving turtles or listening to Marley, or getting a dolphin tattoo, she hangs out with us. I'm 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. You know, I'm not really sure how her parents feel about us. We all have a thing for her.
And that's Pope, the brains of the operation... finalist for the Lucas T. Vanderhorst Merit Scholarship. And the smartest person I 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, I'm 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 us.
Lastly, that's Alina. She's my sister, but while she's a pouge like us, she prefers to hangout with the kooks. Her and Jj are very close, but only friends. She spends her days reading, managing the house, or helping Kie pickup trash along the beach. She's the only one who can get away with being both pouge and kook.
So, that's my crew.
And that's me, John Booker Routledge. And this is where I live...
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hey y'all!!
It's been like forever since I posted and I'm so so sorry! I'm working on chapters for my other books but while I wait here's the first part of this one!
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