~Strikhedonia~

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Where the pogues and our mission this summer is to have a good time all the time.

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"Thats a 3 story part of the deck I give you about a one of three chance of survival" John B sticks a finger in his mouth as if to test the air, bringing it back out and singing,

"Should I do it?"

"Yeah you should jump, ill shoot you on the way down" Pope holds up the drill gun and starts making pretend shooting sounds towards him

"Dont listen to him if you jump and live I wont talk to you again" I give him a chance to think about it and he shrugs pointing at Pope with finger guns, Kiara comes out of the under construction house,

"There going to have towel warmers" 

"Of course they are, why wouldnt they?" JJ says laughing and taking another sip of his beer tilting his head back in the process,

"I have to have warm towels" John B says in a terrible British accent making Pope shake his head. Kia looks offended and gives JB a look,

"This used to be a turtle habitat but who cares about the turtles, right" I give her a side hug and hand her another beer,

"John B please get down, it would be great if you didn't die today" Pope sets down the nail gun and turns to me shaking his head,

"He is gonna die someday" I giggle and hear JB and JJ bickering,

"Dont spill that beer, I wont give you another one" He roles his eyes and continues to lift his leg over the edge like a bird. He looses balance sending his drink down to the floor level. Kia and I laugh at him while making sure to keep a hold on our drinks,

"Of course you did, like right when I told you not too" John B lets out a muffled scream and groans,

"Told you you should have gotten down" He gives me a death glare and sticking the finger up at me. Right then Pope rushes to the railing leaning over it towards the soon to be driveway of the new house being built,

"Hey, uhh security is here"

"Lets go boys"

"Gary is that you" JJ shouts over the railing while John B attempts to make his way down before being caught. JJ grabs my hand pulling me over back to the railing,

"Garry good to see you man" I laugh and he bows towards the door of the house,

"After you Princess" I laugh and start sprinting, This is how things are, and life is good. 

the boys start hooping and hollering throughout the house, and Kia and I just laugh at there stupidity. JJ slips on one of the stair cases and slides down running into the security guard. He takes off into the other direction along with me because I trusted to follow him, how stupid. 

"JJ?!" I laugh and continue to run, hopping over a fence and into John B's van 

"Cmon guys" Kiara laughs leaving the door JJ and I just came through open Pope turns to loom out the door while JB drives off pointing towards the outside,

"Garry came for a run" JJ's face smirks and I know what hes going to do

"JJ no, your gonna give him a stroke" He does it anyway, sticking a beer can out the window taunting the guard by waving it in front of him while we drive.

"Just a little but closer" Garrys face is bright red and his breaths are deep. I smack the can out of his hand laughing.

"Cmon that kind of initiative is just begging to be punished" Pope shakes his head and JB smiles in the car mirror.

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The outer banks, paradise on earth. Its the kind of place where you either have two jobs or two houses, two tribes one island. 

Alright so this is figure eight, the rich side of the island. home to the kooks, so guess where we dont live? This is the south side or the cut home of the working class who make a living, busting tables, washing yats, running charters. The natural habitat offf....The Pogues. Thats us, the poguies, pogies, the throw away fish, Lowest on the food chain. ok so the down side of the pogue life is we are ignored and neglected, the high side of the pogue life is... we are ignored and neglected which means we do whatever we want whenever we want

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Thats JJ, hes as local as they come. Latest in the long line of fishing, drinking, smuggling. People who make their living off the water, best surfer I know, juts dont tell him i said that. Little bit of a maniac and a future tax cheat.Spends most his time with Alex, my little sister. 

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Thats Kiara or, Kia we call her. When she not saving turtles or getting a dolphin tattoo she hangs with us. Im not really sure why thought, see she is a rich kid actually. her family owns the wreck, its this Outer banks restaurant, Total cash cow with the tourist. Im not really sure how her parents feel about us, I guess we all sort of have a thing for her. 

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And thats Pope, the brains of the operation. Finalist for the Lusaka T merit scholarship, and the smartest person i know. Hes kind of a weirdo, but his fathers this legendary character Haward Anything you wanted on the island, Haward could get it for you. Now im not sure Haward knew what to do with his odd ball son, but it didnt matter he was a Pogue just like us. 

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And last but certainly not least is Alex, my little sitter. She is pretty much the only one who keeps us in check, especial JJ. They always had a thing for each other, but theres a rule. No pogue on pogue macking. She spends most of her time surfing, or reading some book about stars. Shes actually 6 seconds younger than me so I boss her around, A lot. But she dosnt mind.

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Thats my crew.

And then there is me, John Bucker Relish, And this is where I live. An old fish shack on the marsh, well thats what my dad would call it. hes been missing at sea for nine months looking for a boat wreck, who disappears at sea these days. Me and Alex miss him. And then there is mom, she split when we where three. I heard she was in Colorado, I think it was probably. that is our uncle T since dads vanished he supposedly my legal guardian, and at the moment hes in Mississippi. which means its juts me and Alex right now, hanging out with our friends. 

Three months after our dad went missing he was presumed dead, We both refused to sign the papers. Until I see a body im not giving up.