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We're the Pogues, and our mission this summer is to have a good time all the time. The Outer Banks. Paradise on Earth. It's the sort of place where you either have two jobs or two houses. Two tribes, one island. There is Figure Eight, the rich side of the island. Home of the Kooks. And then there's the south side, or the cut. Home of the working class who make a living busing tables, washing yachts, running charters. The natural habitat of... the Pogues. That's us. Pogues, the throwaway fish. Lowest member of the food chain. Okay. So the downside of Pogue life is we're ignored and neglected. The upside of Pogue life, we're ignored and neglected, which means we do whatever we want, whenever we want. First, there's JJ. Me and John B's best friend since third grade. Best surfer I know. He's like me, a kleptomaniac, a druggie, and into alcohol. Then there's Kiara, or as we call her, Kie. When she's not saving turtles or listening to Marley, or getting a dolphin tattoo, she hangs out with us. I'm not really sure why, though. Cause she's a rich kid, actually. Her family owns The Wreck, this Outer Banks institution. Total cash cow with the tourists. I'm pretty sure her parents hate us, but who cares. She's the only girl that I hang out with. And there's also Pope. He's the brains of the operation. He's the smartest person I know. Then there's John Booker Routledge, or John B. He's my twin brother. JJ calls us womb-mates just to make us mad. And I'm (Y/N). Like I mentioned, me and JJ are very much alike. I do crazy things that the Pogues warn me about not doing, but I do them anyway. What's the fun in life if you can't live it. Anyway, me and John B live in an old fish shack on the marsh. Our dad used to call it the Château. Our dad disappeared at sea 9 months ago, looking for a shipwreck. I miss him. So does John B, but at least we have each other. Then, our mom. She split when me and JB were three. The person who watches over us, Uncle T. Well, he's supposed to watch over us. Since our dad vanished, he's our legal guardian. He's normally not here, leaving me and the Pogues to have our house. Currently, he's in Mississippi. The Pogues normally stay at our house. Kie and Pope live in between, since their houses are okay. JJ's, not so much. He has an abusive, alcoholic father that we all hate. Therefore, he stays at our house pretty much all the time. JB refuses to believe that our dad is missing. He needs to see a body first. Me, I don't know what to think. No I don't want to believe that our dad is dead, but I sort of do. Anyway, this is my life. The Pogues are my family and I would never change that.