You and your best friend, Kiara, had to attend a stupid party many of the Kook families had arranged. It was rich, formal, completely unnecessary. Stupid was what it was. But...your parents were making you go. They already were....disappointed enough you and Kie were friends with the Pogues, said it was bad for you or something... They were your friends. The Kooks were just...kooks. You were a kook, that was true, but you and Kie knew at this point you couldn't help that. But you were Pogues at heart.

The party was...boring to say the least. You were in a silk dress that really complimented your figure and your hair was braided back. Kie was talking with her parents and a few of their friends across the party. You wished John B, Pope, or JJ were there. At least Sarah was. You made your way over to her and she smiled, giving you a hug.

Rafe glanced at you across the party. He didn't like how you were a kook and practically a Pogue at the same time. He didn't like you at all. And you didn't like him either. None of your friends did honestly. And they had a point. Music began and everyone split off into couples. Rafe watched as you didn't go near a partner and he set his drink down. Walking over to you, he stepped up behind you. "You shouldn't be here Pogue." His jaw clenched. His fists clenched at his side.