the redemption of beau ivers | outer banks
Summary: Fourteen years old and full of hate for the world around him, Beau Ivers was sent to Outer Banks to humble himself after he’s pushed his parents too far. Now living with his uncle, Beau is determined to do what he can to get off the island. But plans change when Wheezie Cameron walks into his life and Beau realises that change isn’t always a bad thing.
Warnings: swearing, fighting, angst, violence, blood and injury (some of these are themes seen throughout later chapters)
A/N: Am I writing a whole fic for a Wheezie x OC relationship because it started off as a joke and then I got obsessed? Yes…yes I am🤡This fic does take place over a couple of years so it’s not about two thirteen year olds falling in love, I promise💀but a special thanks to @mbabystein because she made Beau and then dealt with all my Beezie ramblings and enabled me into writing this fic sooooo yah enjoy!
It was safe to say that moving to a brand new island where you were forced to work or babysit two ten-year-olds during any free time you had was not Beau’s idea of fun. But no matter what he messaged his dad, Sam Ivers’ decision was final so Beau was inevitably stuck in the Outer Banks.
The thing about Beau was that he learned to adapt pretty quickly, observe his surroundings and take in the information he needed. The island was fairly easy to understand. Split in two by some class war that led to an on-going childish rivalry, most islanders hated outsiders, the cops were just as shite as they were anywhere else in the US and he knew just which people he could piss off and which he would rather not get on the bad side of.
One of the first people he met that he could gladly piss off was JJ Maybank, the other worker in his uncle’s garage.
With a brief introduction from his uncle, most of his knowledge on JJ was from what he picked up around the boneyard. Friendly dude but always sticks to his friend group in the end, reckless guy, stoner and most likely to follow in his father’s footsteps.
And it was absolutely piss easy to get under his skin.
JJ was the first of his antics and he certainly wasn’t the last. If the islanders hadn’t hated him before for being an outsider, they sure did now and Beau soaked in every fucking second of it. Because he had a plan, a solid one.
He would get off this island, whether it be getting himself kicked off or finding his own damn boat to sail back home. One way or another, Beau would get off this damn island and never look back. He was sure of it.
At least, he was until a certain Wheezie Cameron entered his life.
