They had been secretly hooking up; they knew it was not the best thing to do since the Pogue rule is “no Pogue on Pogue macking.” But honestly, they didn’t care. They loved having each other, and maybe he wanted more…maybe she wanted more.

It was somewhat difficult to hide their feelings for each other when they were constantly hanging out together; their little group was always united. The other guys would frequently try to make little passes at them, teasing about how they’d never date or hook up, but little did the others know…

"Hey guys, have you seen my black bikini, the one that has the little stars on it?” she asks, annoyed.

"Yeah, it’s on my bed,” JJ responds, a small smirk on his face.

Once he realized he had basically just outed them both, his eyes widened and he looked down at his lap, hoping that the others didn’t notice.

Obviously, the others noticed. They’re right there. They exchanged glances between JJ and her, trying to figure out what the hell just happened.

“Why—why is her bikini in your room, JJ?” John B asks, extremely confused.

In that moment JJ was avoiding eye contact with everyone in the room.

"W-well—I-I—she, uh," he stumbles over what to say.