There's always a crack in everything; that's how the light gets in.
In which a group of friends from the south side of the Outer Banks navigate a summer filled with mystery, excitement, tragedy, and love.
[outer banks season 1]
[JJ x OC]
DISCLAI...
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THUNDER CRACKED OVERHEAD as John B and Jo trudged back to the chateau. The girl ran her hand through her hair and tied it up in a bun to keep it away from her face as she followed John B through the front door. He dropped his backpack on the floor and grabbed the box of cereal sitting on the table.
"Hey, kids."
Jo jumped slightly as she whirled around and rolled her eyes at the sight of Cheryl.
"You know, Cheryl, it's kind of a bad time for a check in," John B grumbled as he tossed a few pieces of cereal into his mouth.
"Not a check in," she shrugged. "We're here to take you."
"Today? Really?" John B deadpanned.
Jo moved to stand behind her brother nervously. She didn't want to be separated from him.
"It's just for a few weeks, until your hearing," Cheryl explained.
"No, no, no. Cheryl, look, we're not going into foster care, okay?" John B sighed. "We're not gonna go be a part of your little system."
"John B, this is deputy Thomas," Cheryl said smugly as a tall police officer appeared behind the siblings. "And this is deputy Rodrigues." A second deputy appeared and Jo cursed under her breath. "They work with juveniles from the sheriff's department."
"We're not juveniles," Jo said defensively. "We didn't do anything wrong."
John B grabbed her arm and pulled her away from the deputies.
"Look, I know Uncle T is down in Mississippi working at a casino," Cheryl said. "He hasn't been here in months."
"What?" John B scoffed and shook his head.
He tried to make a run for it but the deputies easily cornered him. He backed away nervously as his breathing rate increased.
"No, see, that is my nightmare," he said fearfully. "I - we want emancipation."
"Emancipation from who?" Cheryl challenged. "There's nobody here but you."
"Exactly," Jo shrugged. "We already live on our own and we're fine."
"Asylum, then," John B cut her off.
"On what grounds?" Cheryl asked.
"On solid grounds, on holy grounds," John B rambled. "Look, I feel real prosecuted right now by you and especially Mr. Big Head over here."
"John B," Jo hissed.
"What are you looking at, bro?" John B snapped. "What are you gonna do, are you gonna tase me?"
"Shut up!" Jo snapped.
The boy tried to run again but Jo grabbed his arm. He yanked himself free and gave her a glare as Officer Thomas grabbed John B and restrained him.
