You can't understand the Outer Banks without understanding the boneyard. It's kinda like a three-layer burrito. There is us and the other working-class derelicts from the cut. Then, there are the Kooks, the rich second-homers. They're mostly from poncey-ass boarding schools, just rich trustafarian posers. John B and JJ would call them 'our natural enemies'. And then, there are the Tourons. Totally clueless. Here for a week on vacation with their families. Chum for the sharks.
Stella watches as JJ and John B try and fail to flirt with some of the Tourons. She looks around at the others when one of the Tourons catches her eyes, she smiles but is quickly distracted by the sound of someones whiney voice. Topper.
"Sarah! Sarah, be careful, okay?"
"What is she doing here?" Kie asks, having heard Topper too.
"Be nice." Stella teases, taking a sip of beer. She scoffs, but turns her attention away from the two kooks.
"I just don't get it."
"Neither. Sarah's too good for Topper."
"You know that's not what I meant Stells."
"I know." She smiles at Kie.
Once it got dark out, Stella joined Sarah and Topper around the fire. The conversation was smooth sailing and civil until Topper decides he wants to leave. Stella didn't mind too much, the beer had gone to her head and she wanted to go find that Touron from earlier.
"Let's go" Topper reaches out for Sarah's hand just as JJ walks over whistling.
"How you doing?" John B joins in too. Both of them were completely wasted at this point.
"Bye" Sarah waves at Stella, ignoring John b but getting JJ's attention.
"Hey Sarah, Sarah can I interest you in a tasty Milwaukee beverage?"
"No, thanks"
"Come on. Is it not fancy enough for you?"
"No. We were just leaving-"
"Hey you know what? I'll take it. Thank you man. I appreciate it" Topper interrupts.
"That's nice, but I didn't ask you. Now if you said pretty please, maybe but you didn't"
"Oh, pretty please"
Stella didn't want to be involved in the petty argument, so she bid goodbye to Sarah and went to 'talk' to the cute Touron. By doing so she missed out on the drama that went down, involving JJ, a gun, Topper and John B almost drowning. Kiara had to update her after she'd climbed through her window during the early hours of the morning. Well first she scolded her for waking her up, and then questioned where she was but eventually Stella got all the details.
Stella was grateful Kiara had told her otherwise she would have no idea what Topper was on about when she overhears him talking to Kelce and Rafe.
"... I making it a little project of mine"
"Project? Didn't know you were into the arts Topper" She teases walking up behind them.
"Hello Estella, What are you doing here?" Rafe sneers, looking to girl up and down.
"Im not here to see you that's for sure." She crosses her arms.
"Yo, is that Sarah?" Kelce points to the girl Stella was here for. She was talking to a little girl, before climbing toward one of the boats.
"What's she doing?" Topper mutters.
"Watch her fall and make a big drama out of it." Rafe sighs.
"Hey, there's 14,000 volts in those wires" Someone yells from the house. Sarah shrieks as she loses her balance slighty.
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Why him? // Rafe Cameron
Fanfiction'I found love where it wasn't supposed to be. Right in front of me. Talk some sense to me' Slow burn enemies to lovers. Rafe Cameron x Fem!OC - Republishing it with changes. i don't own Outer Banks, Just my character Stella, and her plot lines!