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We're the Pogues, and our mission for this summer is to have a good time, all the time.
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The outerbanks, paradise on earth.
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It's the sort of place where you either have two jobs or two houses. Two tribes, one island.
First we have figure eight, the rich side of the island. Home of the kooks - or transferred kooks, like me and Kiara. But that's a story for later.
And then, there's the south side or the cut. Home of the working class who make a living busing tables, watching yachts, running charters.
The natural habitat of the pogues.
That's us.
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Pogues, Pogies, the throwaway fish. Lowest member of the food chain.
Okay. So, the downside of the pogue life is we're ignored and neglected.
But the upside of pogue life?
We're ignored and neglected, which means that we do whatever we want, whenever we want.
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But let me introduce you to the clique.
First up is Kiara, or kie, as we call her. When not serving turtles or listening to marley, or getting a dolphin tattoo, she hangs out with us.
She's also a born kook - like me. We're both from rather rich families as they say, so we're kind of together in this since 1st grade.
Her family owns the wreck, this outerbanks institution, where they let me work half shift every now and then as our parents are pretty close to each other.
The wreck's a total cash cow with the tourists, if you ask me.
I'm not really sure, how her parents feel about the boys, since they're only „pogues" to them, which sounds pretty pathetic to me as Mike, Kiara's dad, used to be a pogue himself but all i know is that they pretty much like me as i'm apparently the most „normal" one out there.
At the end of the day it doesn't matter anyways as each one of them has got a thing for Kiara atleast in the slightest bit, i can sense that.
Next up is Pope, the brains of the operation, finalist for the Lucas T. Vanderhorst Merit scholarship. And the smartest person i know.
Little bit of a weirdo, if you ask me, but that's what makes him so special to me.
His father's this legendary character, heyward. Anything you wanted on this island, hayward could get for you.
Now i'm not sure, heyward knew what to make of his oddball son, but it didn't matter.
He was a pogue, like the rest of us.
Little funfact actually, pope used to have the biggest crush on me all the way through 4th grade but wouldnt tell me until eventually one of the boys did it for him, which led to him refusing to hang out around me our of embarrassment for good weeks.
Then there's John B. Another sucker for Kiara and our best friend since 1st grade. He's walking trouble.
Back then, when he used to live with his father, he was already walking trouble but now?
Walking trouble is the minimum i can say about him.
Ever since his father had gone missing, he would do anything at anytime to find him himself, even after he had been pronounced as dead, turning crazy while doing so, but she couldn't blame him for that.
The thought of her younger brother going missing and no one trying to do anything about it just made her sick to the stomach.
At the end of the day, they were his only family and he felt like an older brother to her, even though they were just three months apart from each other.
And finally we got JJ. Our best friend since 3rd grade. He's about as local as they come. Latest in a long line of fishing, drinking, smuggling, vendetta-holding salt-lifers who made their living off the water.
Best surfer i know, but don't tell him i said that. He's insufferable whenever i accidentally boost this already-high ego of his.
Mild kleptomaniac and future tax cheat.
If im being honest, we build some kind of bond with each other as we both have to deal with our fathers at home, which is kinda sad if you think about it but that's our life and we gotta deal with it.
He's also grown pretty close to Diego, my younger brother, over the time that hed help me watch over him whenever my parents would be out the house.
But atleast we've got each other at the end of the day.
And i am Delilah, or Lilah or eli as others call me. Born kook to a rich family of four. At first it was just my mother, father, very hard working people, and me. All until my younger brother was born.
I honestly couldn't believe how they decided to have another child. Not like i didn't want a sibling, quite the opposite. I actually loved the idea of having one due to the loneliness at times.
But not in these circumstances. A child deserved to have loving parents who would be on their side throughout their youngest years, which wasn't the case in my family.
Agnes and Robert Campbell, my parents, are very hard working people, who would be out of the house for multiple days in a week, leaving me to watch over my brother.
Everytime i'd confront them about their absences, they'd always excuse it as them working hard to make our life's easier but deep down i knew that they didn't mean it.
All they cared about, was their status and reputation on figure eight. And if their kids hung out around the right people, which my friends, maybe except kiara of course, didn't apply to.
So whenever they'd catch me around my actual friends, they'd ground me for days, meaning that i'd have to spend them watching over my brother as they were leaving the island again.
But who did apply to that, in their opinion, were the Cameron kids. Of course they were. I mean, they came from one of the richest families on the island after all.
Yet Kiara and I already did in fact have a past with the so-called kook princess, Sarah Cameron. Mine wasn't as strong as Kie's, for a fact, just a few remarks and looks here and there, but if Kie didn't like someone, then so did i.
And don't even get me started about Sarah's junkie brother. He's on another level of crazy from what i've heard.
Update one 😭
idk how to feel about this one cuz i had to change so many parts and still don't know if i like it so lmk
i also don't know whenever i want to write the story from chapter one in the personal or third person form.
if that's how u even call it since english ain't my first language 😭
