you have been apart of the pogues ever since you were about 5 years old. you were on the beach, playing by the sea shore when you say a little blonde boy sitting in the sand by himself. you went over and introduced yourself, immediately you became close and he showed you his friendgroup.

everyone fawned over you, you were the new pretty blonde member of the pogues. everyone liked you. even though you were originally a kook. which they despised due to their selfish nature, you were different. happy, caring and honestly drop dead gorgeous.

but as you got older, things changed. you matured and grew intimate body parts, which caused the boys to get distant due to their new hormones. you and john b dated for a while, everything was great. until a new member, kiara joined. so the two of you broke up and he pined after kiara.

you were too in love with john b to notice jj becoming distant. the once perfect friendship ruined. he hardly came around to john b’s anymore, where you were staying because your parents kicked you out.

currently, your sitting on the porch of john b’s front yard, taking a drag of your cigarette. jj approached up the shortly stepped area. he looks at you, his eyes widening. he handn’t seen you in about two months. “jj?” you called out, looking at him.

he got hotter, more muscular and honestly ruder. he moved infront of you, grabbing your cigarette and placing it between his lips. “what are you doing here? thought you went ghost on me?” you spoke. he scoffed, glaring down at you with a hurtful gaze.

“i did. you fucking left me in the dirt while you went off on a romantic fucking twelve month honeymoon with my bestfriend! i thought i meant something to you. but no, your a peice of slobby shit. go back to your fucking kook mansion you slag” he snaps, slamming his fist against the wall.