You were a Kook — the Kook princess. Every Kook loved you, adored you, wanted to be you, or wanted to be with you.

You lived the Kook life: the money, the style, the effortless vibes. But deep down, the life of a Pogue always sounded way more fun.

You had a little crush on JJ Maybank, a full-on Pogue. Someone your friends would never approve of. But somehow, the risk only made it more thrilling.

You started hanging out with the Pogues in secret. They liked you, which felt strange at first, but not too strange — after all, Kiara used to be your best friend before she became a Pogue herself. And the boys — JJ, John B, and Pope — accepted you just the same.

Last night, you got drunk. Too drunk. One thing led to another, and you ended up hooking up with JJ, waking up tangled in his sheets, both of you in nothing but your underwear.

And then it hit you: you slept with him.