be my mistake - outer banks (jj maybank)

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authors note

i have some ideas about dylan maybe using rafe to make jj jealous so lmk if you guys have any ideas! make sure to vote! also i think there should be a couple chapters with jj's pov? what do you guys think? 

ily all xoxo

Dylan awoke to the sound of someone knocking softly on her door. She rubbed her eyes, smoothing JJ's shirt and walking to the door. She swung it open, facing John B. 

"Oh, hey Johnny!" she said, still half asleep. "What time is it?" John B smiled and ruffled her hair. "It's like 10:30. Can you make us some breakfast and wake up JJ while I scope out the damage?" he asked.

"Ugh, fine." replied Dylan in an annoyed tone. "What would you guys do without me?"

"Probably starve." called John B as he walked to the front porch. Dylan sighed. It was way too early for this shit. She made her way over to the pullout couch, snuggling under the blanket with a certain blonde boy, still fast asleep. JJ groaned and pulled her closer to his chest, not fully awake yet. "Hey bub," murmured Dylan, running her slender fingers through his hair. "We gotta go outside and help John B."

"Nooo" he mumbled. "Can't you just stay here a little longer?" Dylan smiled, admiring the tired boy in front of her. His raspy morning voice made her heart flutter. Maybe she was catching feelings for the boy she had known since first grade. 

"Nope!" shouted Dylan, feeling a sudden burst of energy as she slapped his leg. "I'm making some pancakes. Wanna help?" she asked, getting up from the couch. JJ's eyes snapped open at the mention of his favorite food. She grabbed his arm, attempting to pull him upright. He stood up and they both started towards the kitchen. 

While JJ and Dylan made the pancakes, John B returned inside. He walked over to the island, sniffing the air in an exaggerating way. 

"Mmm...smells good in here. Did you guys go outside yet? It looks pretty bad." said John B, grinning as Dylan placed a steaming stack in front of him. 

"Not yet. I hope Pope and Kie are okay." said Dylan "Oh, JJ..." she called in a singsongy voice "Can you be a dear and bring Mr. John B over here some maple syrup?"

"Anything for you, darling." said JJ in a mocking tone as he grabbed the syrup from the cupboard. John B mouthed 'whipped' to him while Dylan wasn't looking. He shook his head, snaking his arm around her waist. 

"So Dyls, what are we doing today?" asked JJ, pulling her closer to him. She giggled, as JJ placed his head in the crook of her neck. "Can you guys get a room?" asked John B, as if the way they were acting wasn't normal. 

"I don't care," said Dylan, blushing and pulling away from JJ as he frowned. "I'm going to get changed, so decide in the next ten minutes, okay?" She walked back to her room, shutting the door behind her. 

The boys continued talking as she got ready, brushing her teeth and washing her face. Then, Dylan selected her outfit, throwing a pair of worn denim shorts, her favorite white hightop Converse, and one of the boys' shirts over the snakeskin bikini she borrowed from Kiara. Before leaving, she sent a quick text to her uncle Jack, before realizing the cell towers were down. She cursed, shutting her door behind her. 

"Did you guys know the cell towers are down?" asked Dylan, slightly annoyed. 
"Goddamn it." mock-yelled JJ "Now I can't check my Instagram models. I guess I'll just have to make do with you and Kie." he said with a smirk, sliding his eyes to Dylan. She slapped his arm and called him a pig. 

"Anyway..." said John B "We decided that we're gonna go fishing today. The storm probably swept all the fish into the marsh."

"kay cool" said Dylan, grabbing JJ's arm and skipping towards the HMS Pogue. He shook his head at her, wondering how he could have a chance with someone so genuinely beautiful, inside and out, as the girl in front of him.

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Pulling into the marina, John B spotted Pope power-washing the dock near his house.

"Hey Pope! We have a safety meeting. Attendance mandatory." said John B. Dylan waved at Pope, and he smiled back.

"Nah, I can't. My pops got me on lockdown." said Pope, regretfully. Heyward ambled towards the boat as JJ said into a pretend walkie-talkie, "Your dad's a pussy, over" Dylan slapped his leg and he gave her a stupid grin.

"Oh I heard that, you little bastard." said Pope's dad, shaking his head at the boys. 

"We need your son!" Dylan called out, giving Heyward a sweet smile. She and Kiara were the only ones Pope's dad tolerated. 

"Yeah," agreed JJ. "and island rules, the day after a hurricane is a free day!" Heyward gave him a disbelieving look, asking who the hell made that up.

"The pentagon, I think." chimed in Dylan as JJ gave her a high five. "We have security clearance," said John B. As the boys and Heyward argued, Pope slowly made his way over to the boat. Dylan gave him an encouraging smile, holding out her hand for him to jump in. Once his dad realized Pope was trying to leave, he started threatening him with all the chores. Dylan tried to console Heyward as Pope jumped in. 

"And I don't like your friends!" he finished, giving John B a final dirty look. 

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The pogues pulled up to Kiara's dock as she walked towards the boat with a cooler.

"Oh, top 'o the mornin to ya!" said JJ in a terrible Irish accent "Whatcha got there?"

"Oh, you know. Just some yogurt and carrot sticks, maybe some juiceboxes." replied Kiara, stepping into the boat. 

"What about my kind of juice boxes?" asked JJ. She nodded and handed JJ a beer. He raised the bottle in toast. Dylan motioned for Kiara to come sit as the boat sped into the marsh

"Kie baby!" squealed Dylan as Kiara sat in her lap. "I missed you so much!" she said, wrapping her in a tight embrace. Kiara and Dylan were very close, being the only two girls in a group of boys. They both grabbed beers from the cooler while continuing to chat.

"I missed you too, Dyl Pickle!" exclaimed Kie as she gave Dylan a big smooch on the cheek. "I can't wait for our girl time tomorrow!" said Dylan as she removed her top to reveal her bathing suit. She felt JJ's eyes on her as she removed her shorts and laid flat, trying to get a nice tan. Kiara grinned seeing Dylan wearing her bikini. JJ moved to the front of the boat and asked Pope to go faster.

"Oh no." muttered Dylan as she made eye contact with Kiara and sighed.

"Let me show you guys a party trick," said JJ, slightly tilting his beer towards his mouth. The goal was to use the wind to get the beer into the mouth. Instead, the wind just blew it in Kiara and Dylan's faces. Suddenly, the boat jolted and stopped, pitching JJ off the front of the boat and Dylan into the metal bar at the rear.

John B rushed to find JJ bobbing in the water rubbing his head. "Are you guys okay?" he asked, looking towards Kiara and Dylan, then JJ. The girls nodded, still recovering from their blows. 

"I think my heels just touched the back of my head." said JJ as he pulled himself up and out of the frigid water.

"What the hell, Pope?" asked Kiara, starting an argument. About to turn back, Dylan saw a glimmer of silver in the depths of the murky blue marsh. She blinked, trying to find it again. When JJ noticed her standing alone at the edge of the boat, he walked over, wrapping his wt arms around her small shoulders.

"Ew! You're all wet!" she exclaimed, pushing him away teasingly. "I think I saw something down there. Like a boat or something." The rest of the pogues gathered around her, staring into the water, before locating the boat. 

"Well, what are we waiting for?" asked John B. jumping into the marsh, everyone following.