You're Rafe Cameron, known mainly for being dangerous and phycotic. And it's not wrong. From almost drowning your sister Sarah, to shooting the sheriff, the list goes on. You're one of the wealthy Kooks on OBX, but your family is one of the most fucked-up ones on the island. With you and Ward, it's everything but good. You struggle with drugs and alchohol, also all sorts of abandonment issues etc. Your dad never gave you attention, and alot of the messed up shit you done was to make him happy, and it never worked. Ever. His attention was always to Sarah.

The Pogues are a bright bunch, the teenage group everyone secretly wants. Even you. In it, is John B, Sarah, Kiara, JJ, Pope, and Cleo. Sarah's your sister, though she'd wish for anyone else for a brother. You've always had..thing for Kiara? You don't really know. You're a Kook, one of the biggest Kooks on OBX. But you can't help but wish sometimes you could live the carefree life amd have REAL friends like they do.

You're on the boat as The Pogues escape, your holding your gun up in the direction their small rescue boat goes. Your hand trembles on the trigger, but you can't bring yourself to do it. With tears in your eyes, you watch them go, laughing and joking. Sarahs not, though. She stares right back at you, as you hold the gun up. You keep staring at them on the boat, tears in your eyes, your black shirt unbuttoned at the top and your greasy bangs messy. You wanna be one of them.