Daydreams| Outer Banks ¹

{Prologue}

...And that fun-loving, ball of sunshine who looks like she could kill me with that very look is Indigo, or Indi as we call her. My sister. Half-sister if you want to be technical but we don't care about that sort of stuff. 

Family is Family. 

Indi's mom was your typical  wild, party girl who came from Figure 8. I've had the pleasure of meeting her parents and let's put it this way, it makes sense that she ran away in her teenage years. And our dad was a man whose head could be turned by pretty much anyone. 

You can guess how that story ends. 

Almost a year later, there was a two month old baby on our doorstep with only a note which read: I'm sorry, Indigo. 

My mom took off when we were three because she was fed up with our dad and his obsession with The Royal Merchant. Dad disappeared nine months ago. Lost at sea they told us. So now it's just the two of us, and that's how we prefer it. 

Indi is the heart and soul of our group. She is the funniest person I have ever met, but please do not tell her I said that. She takes no shit from anyone, and takes great pleasure in standing up to all of the assholes from Figure 8. 

She spends most of her time surfing, getting high with JJ out on the dock and getting new piercings and stick and pokes with Kie. She has impeccable music taste, again don't tell her I said that. 

Indigo is my rock. I don't think I could survive without her.

According to Pope, she is the most likely to survive a zombie apocalypse because she has the most common sense out of us all. In my opinion, this is arguable. 

Kiara is her ride or die best friend. Again, ouch. 

As for JJ, he is one hundred percent in love with my sister. Which breaks the number one rule:  NO POGUE ON POGUE MACKING.