𝓽𝓱𝓮 𝓭𝓮𝓿𝓲𝓵𝓼 𝓪𝓷𝓰𝓮𝓵, obx

𝓲. paradise on earth

OUTERBANKS, PARADISE ON EARTH. You would've never thought the small town in California would lead to so many adventures, but it does. Between the parties and reckless teenagers, it couldn't get worse. Right?

A particular teenager, Layora Rae, was known for her parties; the good vibes were almost to die for with the Pogues and Kooks together for one night. The hatred between the two sides, Southside and the cut, lingered across arrogance, Layora thought. Despite her being a kook, she hated the idea of hating Pogues.

The laughter echoed across the beach, drinking and new-found hookups were occurring in front of everyone's eyes. Layora, of course, arrived to her own party late, holding a bottle in one hand and her best friend, Maia, in the other. Maia and Layora have been friends since the second grade, their dads were practically brother's. They've been attached by the hip since then.

Layora made her way to her friends, John B, Pope, JJ and Kie, cheering along with them. "There's our favorite kook!" John B echoed, ruffling her hair sweetly with an embrace. Kiara hugged her tight, rocking back and fourth with her before doing the same with Maia. "Hey, brainy," Layora teased, giving Pope a handshake.

She locked eyes with JJ, looking him up and down. Tension lingered between them before he finally broke the silence. "Miss me yet?" JJ flirted, taking a sip of his beer as the others chatted amongst themselves. Layora let out a chuckle, her angelic voice filling his ears. "In your dreams, Maybank." She joked, staring up at him with a flirty smile.

Eventually, he gave in whilst wrapping an arm around her shoulder in a flirty manner. John B spoke up, eyeing them in confusion. "Thanks for setting this up for us, Rae. Don't know what we would do without you," John B said, taking a swing of his beer. "Anytime— you guys know I got you." Layora smiled.

Maia was the one who introduced Layora to the pogues, and they all almost immediately clicked with her like they had knew her for years. It confused them all, but they grew to love their own differences with her. Maia eyed Pope, a blush creeping onto her face, "Hey, Mai'," Pope called out, a requited look in his eyes. "Hi, Pope." Maia softly waved, before nervously twirling a piece of her hair.

Layora smiled at this, her heart fluttering for her. She wanted Maia to be happy. Who wouldn't? She was everything to everyone. "We'll catch you guys later, okay?" Layora stated, everyone approving as the duo walked away, their feet getting caught in the sand. She softly pushed Maia, scoffing at her playfully. "What was that?"

Maia raised her eyebrows, giggling. "I have no idea what you're talking about, Lay'," she begun before she was cut off, "Girl, stop lying!" They laughed, talking amongst themselves.

Rafe Cameron watched closely standing by his plug as he waited for him to finish counting all of his cash. He was the kook king, the arrogant, ignorant one at that. Rafe was everything she was against.

As she walked past, he caught her eye. Layora turned head to keep eye contact; a wide smile turning into a smirk as she looked at him. She turned back to Maia with a soft eye roll, which only rose his curiosity. He rolled his own once he saw the duo become a trio once again, but this time, with his sister.

"Your here!" Layora cheered, all of their aura's could be seen as vibrant in this moment, especially from Rafe's perspective. The three of them had been all hanging out since the were tweens and whenever Layora got the chance, she was a bitch to him. He understood why, but he couldn't help but be so intrigued with her.