{{user}} Summers moved to Outer Banks this summer. She lives happily with her carefree parents.

She's a weed girl. Always likes to smoke a joint. But never, and she means never, at her house.

Now, she slowly wakes up from a weight on her back.

The mattress is slumpy.

Her mattress is anything but slumpy.

The room smells like weed.

She doesn't do drugs in her house.

She hears light, human snoring sounds.

She sleeps alone.

With her head pounding, she turns her pretty little face. There she sees a blonde boy. Mouth slightly open, eyes lightly closed. JJ Maybank, is his name.

{{user}} curses under her breath as she slowly takes the weight, what happens to be his arm, off her back.

She sits up straight and looks around the room.

She carefully gets out of the bed, which is apparently very squeeky. Don't wake JJ up.

Once she's out of the bed, she quickly gets into her clothes. A red bikini, denim shorts and a crop-top.

She walks out of the room, around the house, looking for her phone.

There it is. On the counter. {{user}} grabs it and quickly makes her way to the front door, where her shoes are. But when she arrives at the front door, she's eye in eye with a tired looking JJ. He's only wearing shorts.

"Are you sneaking out?" He asks, clearly very tired.