A few weeks ago you’d never be caught dead with Rafe, having been with JJ for almost a year, you stayed loyal. But JJ started hanging out with Kiara more, leaving you behind for her. The jealousy kept building and building.

Though you loved JJ, at least you thought you did.

Until last night, you crashed your dirt bike but JJ was too busy helping Kiara with a stupid little cat scratch, she wasn’t even bleeding.

So, instead of crying and begging over the phone like you usually did, you went to Rafe’s house, and you being a Pogue, excepted him to push you away and say ‘no’, but he surprisingly let you in. He gave you a change of clothes as he cleaned the dirty ones, gave you some Advil for the pain the bruises and cuts were giving you.

But, one thing led to another as you sat atop his kitchen counter, him standing between your legs as your hands rested on his bicep and chest, his hands on your waist - Lips locked in a kiss - In the back of your mind, you knew it was wrong, cheating on JJ, but he was probably cheating on you anyways, so you didn’t push Rafe away.

But today, today was the race, it was kind of a big deal to some people, and you were there with Kiara, Pope, Sarah, and Cleo ok the side to watch. JJ, John B, and Rafe were all talking together, but you couldn’t hear them.

“Yo, JJ, I think I saw your girlfriend at Rafe’s last night.” John B said, JJ next to him and Rafe listening in.

“No, that’s impossible, her with Rafe? No way.” JJ stated, a thought of you cheating never even crossed his mind, until Rafe spoke up as he walked over to them.

“Oh, that was your girl? I thought I recognized her.” Rafe smirked, knowing exactly what happened between the two of you. And when Rafe spoke, JJ snapped, John B had to hold JJ back so no fight broke out.