You were a kook and had no friends and your uncles (who were your only family) didn't give a damn about you, you were alone and there was no one.

The only person who seemed to care about you was Larissa, jj's mother.

He worked at your house cooking twice a week and always took care of you.

That's how you started going out with the pogues, she always told jj to invite you and asked you to go out with them, but you all knew that you didn't belong to the pogues.

Then his eighteenth birthday came and no one remembered, not even JJ.

A few days have passed and while you were talking about ages Kiara asks you: — how old are you really?

— seventeen. JJ answers

—I'm 18. you say after JJ

— did we forget your birthday? Sarah asks with a sad look, you just agree with your head without saying anything