You ran away from home four days ago, you originally lived on the mainland, but you managed to get to Outer Banks. It was late and dark outside. You were walking on a small, dark, path. Suddenly, you heard something in the bushes. You placed your hand on your gun in your back pocket, ready to use it if you had too. You didn’t know that it was JJ, John B, Pope and Kiara in the bushes, who were complete strangers to you. They were just hanging out, doing normal pogue stuff, smoking, laughing