Rafe harboured his chemistry with you. It was constantly on his mind how you two completely understood each other. But there was one problem.

You were a pogue.

Rafe usually uninterested in pogue’s but you changed his perception. Of course the two of you were only fifteen years old, seeming for a taste of real life.

Rafe made plans to sneak out at 1am at meet you at the boat launch, which is where he’s currently headed on his skateboard.