~𝒪𝓊𝓉𝑒𝓇 𝒷𝒶𝓃𝓀𝓈~
I never knew it could feel so good to be somebody's Star
John b x OC
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"Yeah, take it Ella! Take it! Take it!" JJ shouted somewhere behind me.
"Yeah Star!" John b yelled
The wave lifted under me, easy and smooth, and for the first time in what felt like forever, my brain wasn't calculating escape routes or danger or blood or curses. Just balance. Breath. Salt on my tongue.
We took turns calling 'mine', laughing when someone stole a wave anyway. It felt like slipping back into an old skin- one that actually fit.
But eventually I paddled toward the shore for water, and of course someone had to open their mouth.
"Hey Stella I like the long board. You know, a classic." Topper said, a smile that wand friendly. Not even close.
"Thanks" I said, flat and unamused.
As I passed the kooks, my gaze lingered on Rafe. He was sitting with some girl- his girlfriend most likely- and I jerked my eyes away immediately.
My stomach twisted. Every time I saw him, something in me recoiled. Like a bruise being pressed.
I just couldn't figure out if it was the bruise of me missing my brother, or a bruise of everything he'd done.
By the time I paddled back out, JJ and topper were both going for the same wave.
"Oh great" I muttered, gliding to John b's side.
"It'll be fun" he said dryly.
JJ knocked Topper straight off his board. Kie groaned. I tried not to laugh- failed.
"So much for keeping peace" kie muttered.
"When does JJ ever?" I shrugged
Topper paddled toward us, already fuming.
"What the hell dude? You oughta teach your boy to wait his turn." Topper barked.
"Yeah we'll teach him" Kelce chimed in.
John b made fake texting with his hands. "Oh yeah I'll text him right quick. Hey J can you-" he started
I bit the inside of my cheek to keep from laughing again.
"Classic pogue shit man" topper said
"It's not that deep bro" kie said
"I thought we were chill" topper snapped.
I rolled my eyes. They always think they're the victims somehow.
Hours later, sand burned and sun tired, we finally started packing up. Then-
