Being JJ Maybank’s girlfriend has definitely given you a reputation. whether that reputation was good was debatable, but it was certainly something.

Whispers of cruel words in the obx from girls who'd either been previously discarded by JJ or who never had a chance with him to begin with have become background noise to you. You’ve just become that used to it. Everyone just assumed you were using him for his popularity, weed, or looks.

But that didn’t matter when you were around JJ. Nothing did. He made you feel like it didn't matter. He made you feel special, like what they say was almost worth it in a way.

Everybody wanted JJ, that much was obvious. The jealously from girls who saw you walk in the halls at school, at the boneyard was like bricks.

“Just ignore them, yeah? They’re assholes. They really don’t know what they’re talkin’ about.” He muttered, giving your hip a small but comforting squeeze, reminding you of his presence.