❛❛Kook Princess❜❜ born on the Figure 8 side of the island.
Hobbies ! reading, surfing, swimming, cooking&baking.
✹ She met the Pogues on the beach when she was 12, and ever since then they've been her best friends. She's said to be from the richest family on the island, said to have a vault of gold, diamonds—etc.
❛❛And when she's not hanging out with us, you'll either find her in the water, or reading a book on the beach.❜❜ - John B. Routledge.
THE FOOL. " we're the pogue's! and our mission this summer is to have a good time, all the time. "
my first day in my outerbanks dr!
10:00 AM
i wake up in my bedroom to jb shaking me awake. the storm last night left me tossing and turning, its most apparent in my grogginess. i grumble at my brother as i smack his hand away. he laughs at me and shakes me again, this time more vigorously. i groan loudly as i slowly sit up. he walks out of my room as i climb out of bed, hearing his and jj's voices from the living room. i pull on a pair of shorts, leaving my baggy nirvana shirt on. i playfully smack a sleepy jj as i walk past him, making my way outside with john b.
10:40 AM
after we had cleaned off the hms pouge, i went back into the house to change into my favorite bikini, throwing on a pair of jean shorts, another worn out t-shirt, and flip flops. i grabbed my bag on the way out the door and sprinted back to our boat. the three of us made our way through the marsh and into the river where we met pope at his dad's place. the way he jumped into the boat despite heyward's protest was hilarious, i couldn't wipe the grin off my face. afterwards, we went to pick up kiara from her dock. the five of us laughed and talked as we sailed through the marsh, the sun shining down on our faces and the wind blowing through our hair. it was like any other day. until our boat suddenly crashed into something in the water and we were all tossed out of our seats, jj flying into the water in front of us. what did we run into you ask? a mysterious boat wreck with no evidence to how it ended up there, in the bottom of the marsh we thought we knew so well.
2:00 PM
so much has happened in the past hour, my brain is still having trouble processing it. i'm sitting on a chair on the porch of the chateau, lost in my own thoughts. we found a sunken boat. john b dove down to search it and found a key. we went to try and alert the coast guard. when that didn't work, we went to the hotel the key was from. john b and jj went to look through the room. cops showed up and we almost got caught. jj took a gun and money from the scene. and now pope is anxiously rambling about us having "amnesia". oh i almost forgot, the grady white we found belonged to a guy who was found dead an hour ago. after a long and deeply flawed conversation we all came to the conclusion to lay low until we can search that wreck. my brother just has the most amazing ideas doesn't he?
5:30 PM
okay so, we're having a party at the boneyard. my only goal for tonight is to get my mind off of everything that went down today. the boat, the washed up body, the money, everything just needs to get out of my brain for a few hours. kiara and i went to my room to get ready. she fixed her hair and makeup and borrowed a cute shirt of mine, deciding to keep on her jean shorts. i put on a cute flowy dress with a pair of small shorts underneath, fixed my hair and did some cute but sutble makeup. meanwhile, the boys were securing a kegger for the party and inviting a ton of people to join us. there's usually a big party to kick off the summer and this is only my third time participating. the party started off chill and by the time the sun began to settle on the horizon i was already a few drinks in.
after the fight between topper and john b broke out, leaving my brother in an unconscious state, kiara and pope helped me drag him to the van and back to the cheateu. it was a bit of a struggle but we eventually got him into his bed. they both said their goodbyes and headed home while jj hung back. the two of us were sat on opposite ends of the living room couch. all the emotions from the fight came pouring out of me and jj swiftly pulled me into his arms to comfort me. at this point i'd lost track of time but i still needed to drive him home. he sat with me in the van for a few minutes, planting a soft kiss to my hand before he got out and waved to me as he went inside.
i drove home with the music loud enough to drown out the noise in my head and when i got home i checked on jb one last time before i went to bed.
🪽i feel like this is a little messy but oh well! i didn't want this post to be superrr long so i kind of recapped the events of the day.. i'm planning on the plot being a little spaced out & i also scripted safety things! if you guys wanna know more about the plot changes i made to my dr let me know! :)
So like this is me/my dr self written into obx...! (This was in my drafts for a month...)
The 'Pogues 'and the two 'Kooks' that hang around them (for some unknown reason) have earned a reputation for being...not the brightest people on the island.
School was finally over, and the long awaited summer break was here. Meaning, the pogues had freedom for two whole months. Assuming they didn't do anything stupid.
The sun was hot and they sat in the Twinkie (John B's battered up van). The vibes were a little off due to the fact that they'd almost been arrested on the very first day of summer due to JJ's antics.
"Come on Yaz, last time you were all for it—you even convinced Pope!" JJ had been trying to convince Yasmine to sneak somethings from her parents club—however, the entire group being against it did not help at all. It was the thing that caused them to get thrown in jail. Luckily, the cops who chased them were far too slow and old.
"Yeah, well last time we did that I got grounded...so I'll pass." Yasmine said in response to JJ's crazy idea, "I mean, unless you want to get arrested...go for it!"
"Nah nah, come on trust me!" He said, eager filled both his eyes and voice. "The cops barely even caught us last time!"
"This is ridiculous." Pope spoke—he was always the one trying to keep them out of trouble. Afterall, his future kind of depended on it.
JJ groaned, "you guys are no fun."
"Have you every just....thought?" Kie said. Squinting at him slightly while tilting her head and pursing her lips, "like actually had a thought process before you go and do something stupid?"
"No, that's what makes like fun. Act first, think later! That's what everyone says."
"JJ," Pope interrupted him. "Literally nobody says that."
"Well okay then, Pope." He responded, doing some sort of dramatic movement with his hands. "What do you want to do then."
"Hm, let me think." He said sarcastically. "Maybe something not illegal?"
JJ groaned and slummed in his seat. "John B?"
"Oh absolutely not. You almost crashed the Twinkie that time. And I do not have money for a new one."
"Hey hey hey," he said, putting his finger to John B's lips. "Shhh. Yaz and Kie can lend you some money to fix this old thing!"
"Me?" Pointed to herself, then shook her head. "Absolutely not. My parents hate you—" Specifically pointing to JJ who took great offence.
He dramatically gasped, "Me? That's crazy—what have I ever done to your old folks?"
"The golf carts, the country club," Kiara began to list things for Yasmine. "Her car—do I need to go on?"
"Well—those times were...accidents?" Perhaps they were. Yasmines parents were fine with all the pogues, however they had a slight dislike JJ after he stole one of their golf carts at their club and crashed it. Which he claimed to be an honest mistake because he'd never driven that model before.
“How about the time you—“ Pope started but was immediately cut off by JJ.
“Okay let’s not reflect on our past mistakes…”
That day they shared a good laugh—little did they know, this summer would change their lives forever.
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Got writers block...haha sorry guys </3 (I posted this weeks later than I was supposed to…)
