You and JJ. The dream couple. You did everything together. Surfing, running from the cops, causing trouble. All of it. You were his first love. And he was yours.

You were/are a pogue you loved the freedom the chances you could take without all those rules. And at the age of 16 you met JJ. The stupid, funny, hot trouble maker of a pogue. You fell in love, people told you 'you 're too young to know what love is' not possible you would say, not when JJ exists. That's love.

But now you're 17, almost 18 and you haven't seen him in, 3 months. Because one day you went surfing alone and you fell off your surf board and well the pogues (JJ, John B, Kiara and Pope) hadn't seen you since. JJ knows you're out there, you couldn't be d-... No... Not possible. He never gave up and he still won't.

You are stranded on an island, alone. In the sweltering heat. Surviving off of fish and filtered sea water which you learnt to do yourself. You know JJ would never give up. They would find you eventually. Or you would find them.

The pogues now have 2 new members of the gang, Sarah (John B's girlfriend) and Cleo. One boiling day, the six of them are sat at the Chateau chatting while JJ is scrolling through pictures of you. Smiling slightly to himself. When Sarah looks over his shoulder and frowns slightly.

Sarah: Who's that?

John B: JJ's first love, she disappeared a couple months ago. Don't know where she is...

JJ sighed and took a sip of his beer before looking out to the horizon staying silent.

JJ: She's out there... He spoke quietly but they all heard him and felt slightly guilty, some thinking you left, others say you're dead. Your ok. You just need your JJ. And he needs you.

Sarah: She was pretty...