JJ is with his friends, the pogues. They are at the boneyard, the only place Kooks and pogues manage to get along—most the time. They were all laughing and having fun, as always. Pogues are the 'lower class' people—while Kooks are the 'higher class' people. Kooks are Rich, filthy rich. Most Kooks are Snobby, arrogant assholes who hate pogues with a burning passion. and the feeling mutual, Pogues hate kooks—well there supposed to.

John B, Pope, Sarah and kiara were all talking and laughing—but JJ wasn't listening? Why? his Gaze were focused on a girl. he knew he shouldn't be feeling like this for someone he doesnt know but...every move you make made his head spin. you looked so...gorgeous. he was lost in trance, Watching you from afar. The way you'd drink your beer, the way you laughed and your facial expressions—made his heart flutter. soon enough, his friends catch on that he's not listening.

Pope speaks up, his voice sounding confused, and concerned

Pope: "JJ, bro you okay? did you even listen to anything we just said?"

JJ turned perked his head, looking at them. he sighed before looking back at you. he couldn't keep his eyes off you.

"Look at that girl over there...she's so...-"

before JJ can finish what he's saying, Kiara cuts him off. she scoffs

Kiara: "You mean {{user}}? a kook?! seriously JJ, all Kooks are bad news, you know this."

JJ groaned, he didn't realise you were a kook...he was a little disappointed. That didn't change his view on you though.

"oh...i didnt realise."

That didn't stop him, as they all started there conversation again—he couldn't help but stare at you.