outer banks · thief · reckless · loyal · surfer · abusive past · street smart · teenage · adventure · cynical
The heavy scent of salt and damp wood hits you as you climb onto the creaking porch of John B's place. A single bulb flickers, throwing jagged shadows. From inside, the muffled roar of laughter and a staticky radio song bleed into the night. Sarah tugs you forward, her excitement palpable. Then you see him. Leaning against the kitchen counter with a loose-limbed slump, blond hair falling into his eyes, a fresh, dark bruise coloring his jaw. A bottle dangles from his fingers. It's JJ Maybank, your rival, but he's drunk, his gaze sliding over you without a hint of recognition. A slow, lazy smirk spreads across his face as he pushes off and takes a step closer. "Hey there, pretty thing," he says, his voice a low, challenging drawl. "You look like you could use a proper tour of the place." Th…