[season 3]

LIVING OFF of fish, water, and wild fruits with her friends was the ideal life for Aurora. The Island was named Poguelandia, to mostly make JJ happy, and it was their own little slice of paradise. The Pogues all got assigned jobs like hunting for food, making the campfires, making tools, and building shelters out of natural materials. If she was being honest, Rory didn't want to leave the Island.

The first few weeks were hard for Aurora, knowing that she only had one packet of cigarettes in her pocket- which had got soaked when she jumped into the sea. Plus, there was no drugs on the island, which was the main cause of her problems. Aurora made the first few weeks a living hell for her friends, not on purpose, as they saw her in a desperate state. She had outbursts of rage and episodes of what looked like depression, as her body adjusted to not having the substances inside her. The Pogues had guessed that Aurora was lying about being clean in OBX, but they just wanted to focus on the girl getting clean again.

However, Aurora was surviving with the help from her friends, as they tried to distract her every single day from thinking of her past. 37 days she was clean. Her body and mind had adjusted to feeling normal, though not a second goes by when she hadn't thought about drugs. Rory's arm looked worse than ever, as she picked her skin to take her mind off of it.

Sarah sat down in the sand, weaving thick leaves in a pattern to make almost a shelter. Rory sat next to her, leaning her head on her shoulder, "What are you workin' on?"

"A little shelter to give us some shade." Sarah replied, as she held up her project to show her, "Do you like it?"

"I love it." Rory smiled, as Sarah kissed the top of her head. Her eyes drifted to the ocean, causing Rory to frown, "What?"

Sarah stood up quickly, pointing to the distance, "Do you see that? That boat, right there."

"Uh, no." Rory answered, as she stood up and squinted her eyes, "Where?"

"Eleven o'clock." Sarah pointed, "Just under the horizon. Look!"

"I think it's just the whitecaps on the reef." Rory reassured, as she hugged Sarah from behind, "It's not your dad, Sarah. Or your brother. I promise."

Ever since the group arrived at the Island, Sarah had this paranoia of her father and brother coming to the Island. Rory didn't blame her- they were both psychos. Sarah 'saw' a boat on the horizon daily, but Rory knew it was her mind playing tricks on her.

Later that day, the group met up at the campfire, to play games. Sarah started, "Okay, John B. Truth or dare."

John B nodded, "Truth."

"If you could do it all again," Sarah asked, "What would you do different?"

JJ interrupted, "Uh, get the gold before Ward did."

"Maybe hide the cross a little better." Pope added.

"Not yell murder at Ward, maybe." Kie shrugged, making the group chuckle.

John B answered, "Uh, steal a couple bottles of rum before we jumped off of the boat?"

"I would look both ways before I crossed the street." Cleo joined in, before turning to the girl, "Rory, what about you?"

"Uh, I would..." Rory started, knowing she couldn't say the thing she most wanted to say. She hesitated, "I would probably steal the bow and arrow from the Armoury. Then, we could actually go hunting, like in the movies."

John B smiled, before looking at JJ, "Truth or dare?"

"Do you even have to ask?" JJ questioned sarcastically.

Rory pointed to the rocky cliff behind them, "Big jump? Nobody's done it yet."

JJ didn't hesitate to climb up the cliff, as the rest of the Pogues waited on the sand. They cheered his name, as he did a few stretches at the top of the cliff to prepare him.

"He's not gonna do it." Cleo chuckled, "He's not gonna do it."

"I won't, huh?" JJ called from the cliff sarcastically.

"He's gonna do it." Rory smiled in disbelief.

"It's highly dangerous, uh, zero reward." Pope listed, "Yeah, he's doing it."

JJ stepped back from the cliff, as the group watched him intensively. Suddenly, JJ ran off of the edge before flipping into the water. The Pogues cheered, before running towards JJ- Pope embracing him in a hug.

Aurora stared up at the stars, as Sarah cuddled into her side asleep. JJ and Rory had fell in love with Poguelandia, mostly for the reason of it being stress-free. Living without Kooks and Luke had been Rory's paradise, she truly didn't want to leave the Island and she would do anything to stay. She was proud of herself, of how far she'd come- 37 days clean seemed like a lifetime to Rory.

Pope awoke to the distant sound of an engine whirring, as his gaze travelled to the morning sky. He excitedly rushed to his friends, shaking them all awake, before slipping on his shoes and sprinting towards the cliff to try and get its attention,

"Guys! Guys, wake up." He exclaimed, "It's a plane!"

Cleo admired the plane in the sky, "Guys, wake the hell up."

Sarah shook Rory's body, "Hey, wake up. Look."

Rory rubbed her eyes tiredly, as she looked up into the sky. The plane, which everyone was excited about, flew over the Island, as Rory's heart dropped. She didn't want to leave, and a part of her wanted for the pilot not to see them.

Whilst Pope and Cleo lit a stack of dry grass at the top of the cliff, Sarah and John B tried to get the planes attention from the sand- they waved and shouted loudly. Rory stood up nervously, looking behind her to see JJ and Kie sharing the same upset expression on their faces.

"He sees us." Kie pointed, "Guys, come on, he sees us."

"He's heading to the pond." John B exclaimed excitedly, as he started running, "Come on!"

The Pogues ran towards the plane which had landed in the pond nearest to their home, as JJ and Rory were at the back of the group walking.

JJ looked like he was trying not to cry, as he looked at Rory, who had stopped in her tracks, "We can't stay here, Rory."

"But we can." Rory replied truthfully, "We make enough food. We have enough water. Poguelandia is our home. I can't go back there, JJ."

JJ held Rory's hand, "Let's just see what he has to say, okay?"

"Hello, hello." A man stepped out of the plane, "Well, what do we got here?"

"Just some castaways." John B replied, as he grinned happily. He looked at Sarah, who clearly didn't trust him. JB reassured, "Come on, look at this guy. You think he works for your dad?"

"I got something for y'all." The man smiled, "Two things you need on a deserted island. First aid and rum." He chuckled, "So, what's your story? You guys sank a boat?"

"Jumped off one." John B replied, looking at Sarah, "Her dad's."

"In-laws, man." The man chuckled, "They're tough. Well, have no fear, Jimmy's here. Welcome aboard the Flying Fish, I'm Jimmy Portis and I'm your captain today."

Cleo raised her hands in the air happily, "Well, all hail Jimmy! Let's go."

Pope cheered, "We did it. We're going home!"

Rory rolled her eyes, clenching her jaw in frustration as she admired her paradise island for the last time. She sighed, "Goodbye, dream island."

a/n:
1 more season left :(

ALSO please comment future stories you want me to write!!!
i was thinking Harry Potter, Heartstopper or The Last Of Us, but let me know<3