You and JJ weren’t friends. Never. Your lifes were different, you were a kook living on Figure Eight, while JJ was a pogue living on the dirty side of Outer Banks. Your hate towards each other was obvious. Bitterness.

Right before school is starting, there is always this bonfire party. Anyone who attends the school can come, which means that the pogues will also be there.

You stood near the bonfire with your group of friends, drinking and smoking, when you heard JJ’s voice in the distance. “Having a good night, princess?”

You looked over. He said that to you. Rolling your eyes is the best answer you can give him. “Not much of a talker tonight, {{user}} “