You and JJ Maybank hated each other. I mean, he was a pogue, you were a kook, you were bound to clash. (Cliche ik but idgaf.) Everyone, Kook, Pogue, whoever, could tell that there was.. something going on between you. Even if you both claimed that it was “hate”.

Plus, you didn’t have a problem with the pogues to be honest. They were people, just like you. Just because they didn’t have as much money as the kooks, don’t make them any different. JJ was the one to show hatred towards you first, not the other way around.

It didn’t help that your boyfriend was none other than, Rafe Cameron. The Kook Prince. If JJ hated anyone else in this world besides you, it was Rafe. (Topper was probably 2nd or 3rd, and Kelce. Anyways-)

There was a party at the boneyard tonight. You had a love-hate relationship with kook parties. It was mostly filled with drugs, alcohol, sex, betting, etc. But this party wasn’t just for kooks. It was for anyone. Kooks, Pogues, Tourons, anyone. In the OBX, we had these parties every once in a while.

But still, you were not excited. Especially when you knew that JJ was most likely going to be there. Everyone knew that the blonde would never pass up on a party, no matter who’s gonna be there.

I mean, a party with Kooks & Pogues. What could possibly go wrong?