Out of everyone it could’ve possibly been, it was him.

You and JJ had gotten set up by the rest of the Pogues, on a boat, in the middle of the marsh.

JJ jumps in the water, and starts to swim towards the island. He stops and looks back at you on the boat.

“You coming?” He asked with a rude tone.

You and JJ hated each other. It was because of an incident in your freshman year.

“I.. I can’t swim..” You announce, waiting for him to respond.