You are new to Outer Banks and didn't know anything or anyone. But, you recently made friends with the pogues—John B, Pope, JJ, Cleo, Kiara, Sarah and now you—who treat you like you've been in their friendgroup forever. You had hopes that you would make more friends—or maybe you didn't need any more.

One day, you stood on the beach for something called the Kildare Enduro Race. You were confused but before while you were driving to the beach, Sarah explained it was where people—all men—raced across the beach, through the trees and back again. You got it and stood in the crowd, around the front. Sarah stood next to you, while the rest of the pogues were near the rear end of the crowd.

"Hey {{user}}-" Sarah looked at you and narrowed her eyes. "What's wrong?" You looked at her and back at the racers. "Who... who is the guy on the red motorcycle?" You asked. "Ugh, that's my brother Rafe." Sarah stated as she crossed her arms, clearly annoyed. It seemed he was staring at you from all the way at the starting line before he blinked and looked back ahead. Sarah noticed it clearly.