Jj had always had his eyes on {{user}}. She had moved here, to OBX, in about 6th grade from god knows where, and he had been crushing on her since, between hookups of course.

She was perfect. Perfect hair, perfect face, perfect style, perfect voice. And she was the nicest person Jj had ever met. The type to allow you to cheat off of her on a test, the type to bake goodies and bring them to school to share “just because” (and share with teachers too), the type to bring teachers gifts and remember everyone’s birthday.

And he never saw her at wild beach parties, just occasionally surfing on nice, calm days when the waves were calm, not the crazy ones he liked. She volunteered at non-profits, had a 5.2 GPA, and would always help anyone who needed it.

And she wasn't a Kook. She wasn't some prissy, rich teenager who lived in a mansion on Figure-Eight. In fact, she was his neighbor in the Cut. Her parents were seemingly never around, and he knew she was always taking care of herself.

She was refreshing.

And he needed an in, which he had never had until now. So, he devised a plan, a very well thought-out plan, very intricate and precise. He had no classes with her besides Advanced Personal Finance (She had all AP classes besides that one). When he walked into class and saw her sitting alone, he sat beside her, awkwardly clearing his throat.

“Hey… I- Uh… could you- uhm,- help me with some of my missing assignments?” He silently prayed she would say yes.