JJ Maybank imagines

dreamer

Dreamer: Y/n dreams about what life would be like if the gold never existed and there was no such thing as 'pogues vs. kooks'. How would things change?
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Welcome to the Outer Banks where your social status is the least of our worries, because our mission this summer is to have a good time all the time.

"Chug! Chug! Chug!" Everyone chanted as the circle around us grew. I was having a shotgun contest with Rafe and, not to brag or anything, I was kicking his ass. After my can was empty I threw it to the ground and my hands flew into the air as JJ and Kiara wrapped me in a congratulatory hug.

"That's my girl!" JJ cheered with a proud smile on his face. If it wasn't for him I would've lost that shotgun contest, he taught me all the little tips and tricks to it.

"Alright, alright," Rafe paused and calmed the crowd down. Once everyone stopped their yelling and congratulating he grabbed a bottle of tequila and poured us shots, "Cheers."

"To what exactly?" John B questioned but nonetheless grabbed a shot after he poured it. Surprisingly, Pope also grabbed a shot, he wasn't one to drink but with summer kicking off he was letting loose.

"To us." Kiara nudged my shoulder as we gave one another a warm, loving smile. Topper and Sarah joined the circle and her brother poured her a shot. I was wondering if those two would show up, I haven't seen her in awhile so I was excited to catch up.

"Hey, guys," She greeted, slipping her hand out of Toppers to grab the cup, "thanks."

"To paradise on earth." I added. JJ's arm snuck around my waist as everyone clinked their cups together and threw them back, letting the cold liquid burn our chests. Now that everyone was feeling buzzed with adrenaline coursing through our veins we headed for the boats.

"Head out a bit then we'll tie ourselves together, JB!" Topper shouted as we all split off into our own boats. JJ, Kiara, Pope, John B, and I got onto JB's boat.

"This summer is going to be one to remember." Kiara beamed as we all took our seats. John B sat in the drivers seat, Pope next to him. I sat on the bench seat with my legs pulled next to me as I leaned onto JJ's chest, his arm resting behind my back on the boat.

"That it is, Kie, that it is." John B trailed off and the convoy of boats took off from the beach and began heading for open water where we'd continue our teenage drinking activities.

As we sailed out I looked to the bank, watching as people lived their lives. Going to and from work, waking down the sidewalks. I paused when my eyes landed on a film crew, tents and trailers set up with a large crowd of people, "What's going on over there?" I questioned the group.

"They're filming some weird show," Pope answered, "my dad told me about it this morning, they're shooting some scenes on our dock so he's got the inside scoop."

"What's it about?" JJ asked, giving him a curious glare. Out of all the places to film a show they really choose the Outer Banks? Maybe I could sneak around and get caught in a scene, my dreams of becoming famous would come true.

"It's called, 'Outer Banks' this group of kids try to find some lost treasure. Kind of cool if you ask me, they call themselves the pogues." Pope explained.

I scrunched my nose, "What the hell is a 'pogue'?" The group exhaled small laughs and I continued watching the film crew at the shore as long as I could until I could no longer see them.

"Yeah, they should've casted us for those roles. We'd be perfect for it." Kiara added and everyone was quick to agree, "I wanna find buried treasure."

"Don't we all," John B replied, "Hey, Sarah! Tie us up!" He shouted to the blonde Cameron sister and threw our rope to Toppers boat so she could hook us up to them. Rafe soon joined on the opposite of us and JJ was quick to tie him to us. The three boats soon turned into five, then eight, then twelve as almost every teenager in the OBX arrived to join in on the kickstart party of the summer.