Outer Banks

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Outer Banks, paradise on earth. A place where you either have two jobs or two houses. Two tribes one island. Figure eight is the rich side of the island, home of the kooks. The south side or the cut, home of the working class who make a living bussing tables, washing yachts, running charters, natural habitat of the pogues.

Just as the sun is starting to set just above the horizon, a 16-year old girl wearing a pair of jean shorts, a black zip up jacket and red vans is sitting on the beach. Headphones in, watching the waves as they roll into shore. A 16-year old blonde girl wearing a blue dress with pink flowers on it and sandals walks up to her and sits down next to her. She then nudges her. The girl takes out her headphones.

"What Sarah?" With attitude in her voice.

"What's going on with you? Why are you over here and not at the bonfire?" Sarah said pointing in the distance.

"I just don't feel like being around anyone right now" She said before she put her earbud back in her ear.

"Soph please come with me" Sarah said as she grabbed Sophia's arm.

"Fine, but I'm not going to be a third wheel when Topper gets here." Sophia said taking off her hood from her jacket.

You can't understand the Outer Banks without understanding the Boneyard. It's kinda like a three layer burrito. There's the working class derelicts from the cut, known as the Pogues. The Kooks, the rich second homers, natural enemies with Pogues. Then there are the Tourons, clueless, here for a week on vacation with their families.

Sarah and Sophia are sitting next to the fire drinking beer from a red solo cup. A tall, blonde, 17-year old boy wearing a blue plaid button up, turquoise shorts in flip flops comes up to Sophia from behind giving her a hug and kissing the back of her head.

"Hey I missed you" he whispers into Sophia's ear.

"What the fuck are you doing get off me!" Sophia yelled standing up and pushing him away.

"Oh fuck, I thought you were Sarah I'm sorry Soph." The boy said in shock.

"Really Topper? Why would you think she's me?" Sarah said with anger in her voice.

"Sarah I'm sorry, you both look very similar from behind. You're twins for fucks sake." Topper said as he's throwing his hands up in the air.

"Whatever I'm just gonna go over here." Sophia said as she walks to the other side of the fire pit.

Sophia sits there staring at the fire. The color of the flames, the sound of the crackling wood, the smell of the smoke. Finishing her drink, she looks up at Sarah trying to get her attention.

"Earth to Sophia? Hello?" Sarah says snapping her fingers at Sophia.

Sophia sits there looking at Sarah, already knowing what she's about to say.

"I'm gonna catch up with you later, Topper and I are going on a walk. Are you okay by yourself?" Sarah asked.

"Yes Sarah I'm not a child you have to babysit. I'll be right here when you get back." Sophia said rolling her eyes.

Sophia takes a look around. Thinking to herself, "So many people here yet I'm by myself." She gets up and walks over to the keg to get a refill. There's two boys standing next to the keg handing out drinks to everyone. A brown haired boy wearing a t-shirt, board shorts, some old sneakers and a navy blue bandanna around his neck with a hat on. Standing next to him is a blonde haired boy wearing a tank top, cargo shorts, combat boots and has a dirty beige book bag on.

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