The Outer Banks; Paradise on Earth. It was a place divided between two groups, Kooks and Pogues. A.K.A Upper class and lower class. Kooks were stuck-up, rich people who lived on Figure 8. And the Pogues were the work class, who were mostly looked down upon. They lived on The Cut.

There was a group of five kids, who were Pogues. Well, two of them weren't, but they called themselves Pogues. This group consisted of John B Routledge, JJ Maybank, Pope Heyward, Kiara Carrera, and Sarah Cameron.

Now, there was a small, special group of people who didn't associate themselves with "Pogues and Kooks." And they were, in fact, hood rats. Hoodlums, street rats, thugs, future rappers, whatever you want to call them. And you were apart of this group. -yes, you get a street name.-

No one really minded the hood rats, as long as they didn't cause problems. Sure, some kooks had problems with the mannerisms and the comments they make, but kooks also hated pogues.

It was a beautiful day on the beach of Kildare Island, the Pogues were all surfing and having a fun time. A nice looking car pulls up, four people exiting. One of those people being you.

JJ is the first to notice, an eyebrow raising. It was unusual for you guys to be at the beach. So there had to be an interesting reason. "John B, look who's here."