𝐓𝐇𝐄 𝐏𝐎𝐆𝐔𝐄𝐒
and the Kooks
have no other choice than
living together, sharing
the same island. But this summer,
rivalries reached a peak, and
there's no going back.
In which Margot Maybank tries to fix her brother's mistakes, but not everyt...
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Outer Banks, the Chateau August 10th, 2020 11:08am
"We don't allow Kooks in here! Leave!" JJ yelled at me as I stepped onto the Chateau's terrace.
Pope, John B, Kiara, and my brother were all outside, but for once, they weren't laughing, joking around, or drinking beers. The atmosphere was tense; they all looked at me like I was a stranger. And now my own brother was yelling at me.
"Can I please just talk to you?" I asked, but he shook his head.
"Not just me. You owe them an explanation too," JJ said, nodding toward our friends.
Kiara crossed her arms, Pope sighed, and John B only looked down, avoiding eye contact. I rolled my eyes and sat down with them, unsure what to say or where to start. There was nothing to explain, because I didn't fully understand what was happening with Rafe and me either. I had no idea which words would make sense of it.
"Well, I'm not dating Rafe Cameron," I began.
"But it sure looks like it," JJ shot back.
"Why can't you just believe me?" I said, tired of his childish behavior.
"Maybe because I just caught him sleeping in your bed. With you," JJ replied.
I sighed, part of me understanding his anger. We'd hated Kooks, especially Rafe Cameron, since we were kids. What JJ had seen didn't make sense. But why was he shaming me in front of everyone, acting like I'd been hiding a two-year relationship from them?
"Look, I know it sounds crazy, but he's been kind to me. He's just helping me deal with Barry," I said.
"Oh, in your bed?" Kiara added, her voice sharp.
"Oh my God! Are we really going to keep bringing this up every minute?" I snapped back.
"Yes! Have you lost your mind? We're talking about Rafe Cameron! The Rafe Cameron, the psycho, the drug addict!" Pope spoke up for the first time, his voice tense.
I threw my head back in frustration, squeezing my eyes shut for a few seconds, knowing all too well how stubborn my friends could be. Silence fell over the group for a while. When I opened my eyes, I saw they were waiting for me to explain myself again. I crossed my arms over my chest and sighed.
"This is so stupid," I mumbled under my breath.
"John B, please, say something," JJ nearly begged, glancing at his best friend, hoping he would bring some sense to the group.
John B cleared his throat and ran a hand through his messy brunette hair, hesitating a moment before he finally spoke. "So, hum, Sarah Cameron and I are kind of a thing, too," he announced, which was the last thing JJ expected.
The whole group stared at him, wide-eyed. I had to bite my lip to keep from laughing as JJ's face went pale, and Kiara hid her face in her hands. Pope let out a short, nervous laugh at the unexpected confession but quickly stopped when he caught Kie's icy glare.
