“Why’d you have to drag me along?” JJ muttered, adjusting his uncomfortable button-up shirt for what seemed like the millionth time. You had forced JJ to come along with you as your fake date for Midsummers - an annual gala where the richest people on the island suck up to each other all night. Your parents had been hounding you for weeks about finding a date to bring, and since Pope was working and John B was already going as Sarah's date, you managed to convince JJ to tag along with you.