Stella Carter was somewhat the Hannah Montana of the Outerbanks, she had the best of both worlds. Although, without the good relationships with the Kooks.
When the Summer she was promised to have a good time the whole time, became a task to survive...
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13. MATH TEAM ༉‧₊˚✧ --- 𝙰𝙲𝚃 𝙾𝙽𝙴, 𝙶𝙾𝙻𝙳𝙴𝙽 ❝ i'm just thinkin' bout you. ❞
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𝓢TELLA gasped for air, still annoyed with JJ for practically forcing her down with John B. "Holy shi— I'm so sorry Stells!" JJ spoke sincerely as she ignored him and continued to swim back towards the boat. "Are you okay? You took forever," Kiara asked both of them before getting interrupted by Pope. "Any dead bodies?" He asked eagerly. "What did you find?" Jasmine asked.
"No, we just found a motel key," John B responded and held it up for them all to see. JJ held out his hand for the girl to take, Stella hesitating before she agreed and let him pull her up. ("A key?) Pope and Jasmine said in confusion. "Yes, a key, Pope," Stella sighed.
"Great. We salvaged a motel key," JJ said in disappointment. "Guys, we should report the wreck to the coast guard. Maybe we'll get a finders fee," Kiara spoke whilst they began to make their way back.
"Yeah, and not have to work all Summer. Thanks Agatha, you batch," JJ added.
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