: ̗̀➛ 𝐈𝐍 𝐖𝐇𝐈𝐂𝐇 Victoria Miller's world is upended when she learns her life as the Pogue Princess is over. No longer surrounded by her group of friends, she's forced to adjust to a new, unfamiliar reality as a Kook. After a year of her not so...
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VICTORIA STUMBLED OUT OF THE BED, looking at the time. 8 p.m. Shit, she should've gotten up an hour ago. Before joining the rest of the group she had to make one stop. She quickly brushed through her hair, and make her way out of the Château.
The walk wasn't long, thank god, however it was getting dark, and she was still half asleep. The wind pleasantly flew through her hair, however it wasn't cold. The temperature was perfect. She could see last of sun rays, shining just above the water. The ocean breeze against her face, the gentle sound of waves lapping the shore. The island wasn't so bad after all. At times, it could be beautiful.
Victoria walked up the few stairs, more like few bricks, leading to the entrance of a camper. She knocked a few times, and looked inside. She noticed a figure walking to the door so she backed away.
Her eyes met Barry.
He raised his eyebrows at the sight of her, "Yoo, who do we have here."
"Hey, Barry," she smiled awkwardly.
"Long time no see, huh? How long has it been, a week?" he chuckled. "Come in."
She sat down uncomfortably on an old couch, he sat in front of her.
"So what do you need?" he asked, opening his drawer.
"Three grams."
"Stocking up, I see," he took out three small, plastic bags, "Normally, one-twenty, but for you darling, a hundred."
She handed him the money, and took the bags, heading out of the cramped camper.
"Pleasure doing business with you, Miller," he smiled closing the door behind her.
God, she hated dealing with him, especially when he was high. He has the best prices she's seen, though. At least he got it done quickly. She looked down at the bags, with regret. This amount should last her a while.
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A FEW HOURS LATE, however she arrived at the Boneyard. It was already filled with people partying. The keeger is an event not only Pogues take part in, but Kooks too, and even tourons.
Victoria searched around for anyone she knew. John B, Pope, nor Kiara weren't anywhere in sight. She couldn't find even JJ, but either way she didn't want to talk to him.
After breaking through the crowd, she got to the middle where the beer dispenser was placed, John B was operating it.
"Holy shit, I finally found someone," she laughed, placing her hands on his shoulder. "Where's the rest?"
