THE OUTER BANKS, also known as paradise on earth. It's a small island with small population, meaning one thing - everyone knew each other. The island is split in two sides. The rich side lives on Figure Eight in huge mansions. The poor side, well... they are a lot different. They live on the Cut and they don't have many money. Some even don't have money at all.

Kooks and Pouges... they despite each other and there's always been a conflict between the sides. There is a group of friends who usually gets in fights with the rich side.

The group made a rule a while ago: "No Pouge-On-Pouge Macking." However none of them would even try to do something because they are very close friends.

Now it's one of the moments where the group is spending time together on a building where builders stopped their work. Those teenagers love the feeling of adrenaline and excitement running through their veins.

"If you're not gonna jump, I'm going to push you myself"

"You don't have the balls to do it." The curly haired boy snorted and threw his beer onto the ground - it's liquid splattering on the wooden floor.

He felt two hands on his back, slightly pushing him to the edge. "Yeah? Watch me."

"JJ, you're gonna catch me, alright?" He shouted to the blonde boy, who was sitting on the ground.

He shook his head and stood up, his bones cracking in result. "Nope, not a chance." The blonde said, turning his head around just to see a car stopping right in front of the building. JJ clicked his tongue. "Uh, security is here!"

"John B, Vic, get down here!" The brunette yelled and jumped down the porch, running past the security.

The girl glanced at the curly haired boy and grinned mischievously. She patted his back and jumped down the roof, rushing towards The Twinkie - John B's old van used by The Pouges.

John B's screams could be heard in the distance, as he was running away from the security. Victoria grabbed an opened can of beer and chucked it down and threw it out of the window. A small hand suddenly latched onto her arm and pulled the girl back into the car.

"Hey Gary, it's me JJ!" The blonde yelled while driving away, as John B got in the car.

JJ leaned out of the door with empty beer can in his hands and threw it at security. Kiara grabbed JJ by his shirt and pulled him back into the car.

The blonde sighed. "Live a little, Kie!" He stated.

"Oh come on. That sort of of initiative is just begging to be punished." 

Victoria leaned against the car door and glanced at John B. "Where are we going?" She asked, kicking Pope's leg and mouthing to him 'Relax'.

"Let's go fishing!" JJ shouted, rolling his blunt.

And with those words, they drove back to the Cut. John B parked his van in front of his house and grabbed a fishing rod. The teenagers followed him, while opening their beers.

All of them sat at a dock, Kiara pulled out her phone and headphones, Pope started to read his book and Victoria just dragged her hands in the water.

The group was inseparable, everyone was different from each other and that's what made them unique.