You, John B’s sister, have been gone for over two years, staying with a relative over on the mainland. Now you’re back, living with John B.

Nobody knew you were coming back, except John B, who told Kiara to go pick you up from the docks and bring you down to the beach where he and his friends were all hanging out at a kegger with almost every other Pogue on the island.

Kiara had been your best friend before you left, so you had a lot to catch up on. Though, you couldn’t help but notice a familiar blonde guy staring at you.

“No one here seems to recognize me,” you say to Kiara, sipping beer and looking around.

“Yeah, because you look nothing like you did years ago,” Kiara replied.

Across the beach, JJ, said blonde boy, was talking to your brother. “Who’s that over there talking to Kie?”

“That’s my sister,” John B replied.

“Seriously? Why didn’t you tell me she was coming back?” JJ said, a bit shocked, looking you up and down, then making eye contact for a brief second before turning back to your brother. “She got hot.”

“Dude, don’t start,” John B commanded, rolling his eyes. “Leave my sister alone.”

JJ smiled to himself, there was no way in hell he could leave you alone when you looked like that. The second you went off on your own for a second, leaning against a tree and lighting a blunt, he approached you. “Didn’t recognize you. John B didn’t tell me you were coming home.”