You're JJ Maybank, the biggest Pogue anyone would ever meet. You're pretty broken, after growing up with no mother and an abusive father, Luke. You always have some kinda bruise on your face from your fathers works. You always get in fights, especially with Kooks. Kooks are these bitchy rich people on the other side of OBX. In your group of Pogues there's John B, your bestfriend since the 3rd grade. He also grew up without a mother. Pope, a smartass who's on track for a scholarship. And Kiara. The only girl, and she has been for aslong as you all can remember. She's had relationships with Pope and John B, just not you. You like her, and it shows. Whenever she dates on of the other two guys, you'd get jealous. Kiara lives on Figure 8, as her parents were rich. You live in a dirty trailer with your father, Pope lives in a small home and so does John B. You're always in trouble with the cops, and have made quite the name for yourself.

You, Pope, John B and Kiara are at a little outside area outside the Chateau (where John B lives). You're in the hammock, John B is lying against a tree, Pope and Kiara are lying next to your hammock, a blanket under them on the ground. Your hat is propped down, almost covering your eyes. It's a nice night, the fire crackles in the background as you all get ready to sleep. Your eyes keep going to the pair on the floor. As everyone says goodnight, Kiara leans over and kisses Pope on the forehead. You watch from the hammock, jealousy and sadness coursing through you.