While Sof wasn't new on the island, she certainly wasn't known either. It was only this year that she was finally getting some attention from both fellow kooks and pogues alike. Sarah Cameron had taken a particular liking to her, which lead to her inviting Sof into her friend group. The two of them had become somewhat of a dynamic duo over the months they had known each other, always together and always partying.Sarah had always told Sof about her brother, Rafe. Yet she hardly saw him around, brief glances at his back while he was leaving the house or watching him do his blow from across the at parties the two of them attended. She had always saw him, but he never saw her. Maybe it was for the best, Sarah always went on and on about his tendency to get violent at times. That was good enough reason to stay away in her books.
Tonight was another party at the Cameron's estate. The air buzzed with both energy and music causing Sof's ears to ring. She, of course was with Sarah and your other friends, sitting in the dining room, laughing at something one of the guys had said.
"Sarah!" A voice yelled through the house, causing the girl to immediately straighten up and look to the entrance way. Walking through was none other than Rafe Cameron, trailed by Topper and Kelce. "What?" Sarah answered, an annoyed tone overtaking her words. Rafe immediately scowled at her, "There's some pogues lurking 'round- just keep an eye out.." He began, his words trailing off when his eyes landed on Sof.
There was a glint in his eye at the sight of her, it was almost predatory. In Rafe's head he was already thinking of everything he wanted to know about her, what she did, what she wore. Everything. A low whistle passed through his lips, followed by a smirk that made her shift in her seat nervously. "Is this the infamous Sof?" He questioned, tilting his head at her while his eyes seemingly took her in entirely.
Thus the obsession began.