"i've got my book, my sunglasses, and my mango smoothie. i don't need any lost gold."
india de loughrey comes from old money, her family being one of the richest in the outer banks. she comes from comfortable living, wealth and easy handouts.
she h...
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INDIA
— LIKE EVERY MORNING, INDIA WOKE with the sun on her face, warming her room and casting a golden glow. rubbing her eyes, she turned over and checked her phone. 9:43 am. no notifications. rafe hadn't texted her good morning like he did every day. he was still being petty after their fight last night. rolling her eyes, india slipped out of bed to her bathroom, where she got ready, and then over to her closet, pulling on a white floral bikini and a pair of shorts.
fuck rafe, she thought. i'm going to the beach.
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JJ
— JJ KNEW HE FUCKED UP. THE GUN AT the boneyard was stupid and reckless and it had gotten him and his group of friends on the sheriff's radar, which was the last thing they needed right then.
at the moment, they were sitting around on john b's front porch. they knew they had to go back out to the marsh and dive down to the grady white- their collective curiosity wouldn't allow them to let it go until they had. but the problem currently facing them all is that none of them knew how to dive. and they didn't have any scuba equipment.
"okay, i think i know where we can get some scuba stuff from." john b spoke up. "are you gonna tell us, or...?" kie said after he didn't follow up. "y'know i work for ward, right? on the druthers? well they have some big-ass oxygen tanks and goggles to go with them. i'll just zip in, grab some shit, and zip back out again. easy peasy."
"yeah, well that's a, uh, a great, fool-proof plan, but then who's actually gonna be the sucker that's doing the deed?" jj asked, crossing his arms. "yeah, i mean, diving is kind of a kook sport." pope added. all eyes turned to kie. "hey! i'm a retired kook, okay? and i've never been diving, so you're gonna have to swivel your eyes onto someone else." she said defensively. now all eyes were darting to each other, watching their moves.
"dibs not it!" at once, they all shouted and put a finger on their noses. there was no clear loser. "damn it." jj cursed.
an idea materialised in his mind. he knew it was a long, long shot, and he didn't think anyone would be happy about it, but no one else had any other ideas. "guys... what if, um, hear me out-" "oh god, jj's got an idea. everyone get back." pope snarked. jj hit him on the arm. "i might have someone in mind to ask." "who?" kie asked, eyebrow raised suspiciously. "um, well, you might know her-" "is she a kook?" kie cut him off. "well, yeah, but-" "jj, why would a kook help us?" "i don't exactly know yet, but it's worth a try-" "seriously, dude, who is it?" now john b was cutting him off.
