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02 ↬ ghost crabs!

TROU AUX BICHES. it's summer of 1968, summer of ice cream, skating off of roofs, going to the beach at 12 am, and the summer of drama.

mauritius island wasn't really very popular, but it was a beautiful place. it was an amazing community of people who loved each other, but were divided by the "clubbies" which meant they were rich and went to the country club, and the "ghost crabs" which just meant they were always at the beach, but in reality they were always skating or at the beach.

the ghost crabs were finn wolfhard, millie brown, dyl laurence , sof weaver, jules chen, jack grazer, noah schnapp, and timothée chalamet. they spent most of their time surfing, or skating, or hanging out at tortugas lie.

but right now, in august of 1968, they were all prepared to destroy each other's lives. and it all started three months ago, on the day june 11th.

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the golden sunset sky hung above the pink tinted waves rushing in on the shores of the beach, gleaming onto the ghost crabs crews wet hair while they surfed.

the sand was filled with dog footprints, human footprints, and bird footprints. as the sun fell down into the blue ocean, finn's mom yelled, "dinner!"

they swam back to shore, grabbing their boards and running through the soft sands, until they reached finn's house. they all packed in front of the food and tried to block each other so they could get more to themselves.

they filled their plates and ran down the staircase to the beach where they watched the sunset, cramming the food in their mouth. everyday they ate dinner in the beach togther. it had been like that since they were six.

finn sat by his girlfriend, dylan, but everyone called her dyl, or dyllie. noah sat beside julia, but everyone called her jules or jule. sofia was sitting with timothée, her boyfriend, but everyone called him timmy and her sof or sofie.

they watched the pink and yellow join softly and slowly into each other and fall and the moon was revealed and the stars shimmered in the night sky.

they had all finished eating, so they hopped back into the dark, moonlit water. they started out in the first they start close to shore, but eventually they drifted farther out.

that's when it happened. a loud, quivering voice from the shore. it called out sof's name, and everyone turned to look at her. she paddled toward the shore, her wet blonde hair shimmering under the moonlit sky.

everyone slowly paddled after her, no ones mom ever came after them, they usually just stayed at finn's for like, the whole summer. occasionally they would go home to stay because they missed it but they didn't come out on the beach after them.

especially not sof's mom. she wasn't exactly the ideal mom. her dad was way better at parenting, but her mom was still really sweet, just vulnerable.

they heard a cry come from sof on the beach, and stopped paddling to look at each other. they saw her run off towards the pier sidewalk, and suddenly timmy was paddling for his life. he ran after her but couldn't catch her. she was sprinting in the soft sand, and they couldn't find her.

no one could.

sofia weaver ran away from everything and everyone she loved, and yet no one knew why.

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THREE DAYS LATER,

it had been known everywhere in the town that larry weaver died from a heart attack. sof's dad, and that's why she ran away. they continued surging, but timmy just wasn't the same without sof.

he moped around, didn't surf, and didn't even look the same. it was like, he didn't care about anything without her. and dylan was sof's best friend, she was the same as timmy, just not happy.

finn wanted to feel bad for her, and he did, but he missed her. and he loved her, and he just wanted her back.

"guys, is it just me, or did we lose three members of the gang even though only one ran away?" finn said, looking out at the pink and orange sunset, the different colours colliding into a beautiful unique colour over the teal, sparkling ocean.

"we have to find sof, she's gotta be out there somewhere, right?" jules said, looking down at her empty plate, with sadness. one, because she just finished all of her food and so, because she just pretty much lost dylan, which was like her sister.

"i mean, we could try? the police is," jack paused dramatically, and used hand air quotes. "helping to find her. we could help, but like actually do something." jack said, sighing.

"raise your hand if you vote find sof," finn said, and everyone raised their hand. everyone except noah. he looked at the sand, annoyed.

"noah?"

"look, we're not gonna find her, alright! she's gone, she probably died or something so i'm not gonna help look for a dead body." noah walked away, the wind blowing peacefully, waves crashing, and the sun falling down slowly.

"okay, well we can start tomorrow." finn said, and they all nodded in agreement.

"he likes her." jules small, soft voice said, avoiding eye contact with anyone. they all dropped their mouths into an 'o' formation, and gasped quietly.

"noah likes sof?" jack said, looking at jules soft curly hair, and she nodded her head slowly. they all stayed silent for a minute, and then finn looked up.

"we need to find sof."