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The boneyard was a special part of the beach that got its name from the driftwood that had been washed ashore. It was far enough away from the tourons that they wouldn't get any complaints. Although it was on the cut it was a place where all three classes in the obx would show up to party. Boneyard keggers were almost always thrown by John B and his friends including the one today.
After spending about thirty minutes tops getting cups and the keg, the group had arrived at the completely empty part of the beach. The blond and brunette boys each carried a side of the keg while moving towards the middle of the beach. Pope and Kiara walked in front of the two boys, Pope had the staple red party cups and Kiara had the tap for the keg in her hand. Alaska was a few steps behind the two with the keg, she had been carrying a speaker to provide music.
Once the word got out about the kegger, people from all three classes started showing up quickly. Soon enough the boneyard was filled with teenagers from the island.
"Chug it! Chug it! Chug it!" a crowd around JJ and Alaska had been cheering as they interlocked their arms together and were chugging one of the many cups of beer that they would each have throughout the night. Alaska had been the one to finish first, throwing her cup down as a championing. "Ha! Sucker you lost!" the girl gloated.
Everyone on the island knew of Alaska Cameron's party girl tendencies. The girl would drink and smoke to forget or because she needed the courage to do something she wished she could do sober but couldn't.
She wasn't planning on getting wasted tonight but when she was sitting on a log near the growing fire flirting with some random touron. Alaska wasn't good with guys unless she was tipsy or high. It gave her the confidence to do whatever she wanted without any repercussions. Sober Laska hasn't done anything major with a boy, but drunk or high Laska was trained in different aspects.
"What is she doing here?" Kiara said loud enough for Alaska to hear. Alaska excused herself from the touron confused by what Kiara had said.
When she saw what Kiara was looking at she froze. "Huh... What?" John B questioned once hearing Kiara. Now all three of the friends staring at the beloved Cameron. The brown haired girl and boy standing on both sides of their best friend felt their heart break knowing what was going to happen.
"Uh hey JB wanna come get a drink with me?" the pogue Cameron girl looked at her childhood best friend begging him to help her get away from what she was witnessing. The Routledge boy nodded taking his best friend by the hand and leading her to the keg. As he poured both of them a cup he looked up at the blonde girl in front of him. He somehow knew what she was thinking, he knew that the girl would be getting wasted so she could forget the small encounter she had with her cousin. He knew that he had to stay semi sober so he could take care of his best friend when she got so drunk that she couldn't form a proper sentence.
