"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. So, guess where we don't live.
Then there is the Southside or The Cut, home of the working class who make a living busing tables, washing yachts, running charters. The natural habitat of, drumroll please, The Pogues. That's us. Pogues, pogies, the throw-away fish. Lowest members of the food chain.
So, the downside of Pogue life? We are ignored and neglected, but the upside? We are ignored and neglected, which means we do whatever we want, whenever we want."
"We're the Pogues, and our mission this summer is to have a good time, all the time."
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In which a girl and her friends are quite literally thrown into the deep end of what could be the wildest adventure they'll ever have. Facing life, death and love, this story follows the hardships of poverty, social class ranking and family values.
"It's hard to love someone who doesn't even know my name..."
"Maybe tomorrow will be different?"
"Tomorrow's never different. Tomorrow is today disguised as hope."
(Slow Burn)
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Once a Pogue × JJ MAYBANK
Fanfiction"A teenager enlists his four best friends to hunt for a legendary treasure linked to his father's disappearance." In which a girl and her friends are quite literally thrown into the deep end of what could be the wildest adventure they'll ever have...