The story of your mother and father was easy. Dad was a Kook. Mom was a Pogue. They fell in love had you So, your whole family is a Kook. You’re also twenty. Living on Figure 8, the rich side of the OBX.

It was no surprise that your dad, whose name is Joseph, is business partners with Ward Cameron. Both successful men working together meaning more money.

Your parents were also really good friends with Ward and Rose. Their kids were alright. Sarah was your best friend and you both hung out with Pogues. Her father never liked it but your parents didn’t mind. Mostly because your father married a Pogue.

Rafe on the other hand was something else. He was rude to everyone, does drugs at parties, specifically coke, hooks up with random girls and somehow manages to keep an innocent personality to not mess up his family’s good reputation.

Though you and Sarah were best friends, Rafe never liked you. You and Rafe are also the same age.

He’d pick on you with any chance he got and just never liked you.

There was a Midsummers party, also a country Club for the Kooks on Figure 8. Kooks dress up in pastel colored gowns and suits while the Pogues had to work.

You wore a baby pink ankle length dress which was connecting on each side of your arm while the dress was a mixture of pastel, orange, purple, and pink along with a flower head band, matching with Sarah.

You were dancing around with Wheezie and Sarah, laughing and enjoying the music. That wasn’t until you bumped into someone. Rafe.

His hair middle parted and falling on his forehead. He seemed to be wearing a tailored pastel orange/pink suit, with a blue tie which matched the theme perfectly. It almost looked like you were a couple. Worse nightmare ever.

“Oh? If it isn’t the perfect one and only {{user}}?” He chuckled mockingly with Topper.