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Not going to lie, dating JJ in any way was not expected.
Sure, you're best friends with Kiara and Sarah, even after Kiara's Kook year, but you didn't live exactly on the Cut or Figure 8. Your family is middle class, your dad is working as a computer engineer and your mother was a nurse, so not rich nor poor, just average.
Just normal.
That's why when you saw JJ sneaking another girl out of the Chateau after a big party, you weren't surprised, just...disappointed.
You weren't really a Pogue or a Kook, it didn't feel like you were enough for either of those two sides.
No matter how many times your friends told you otherwise, so when you saw another Pogue being pulled out of their house...
"JJ...?" A gentle whisper called out his name. He raised his head and stared straight into the [e/c] eyes of his girlfriend, or ex-girlfriend.
Unlike you, Kiara wasn't shocked into silence.
"God, what is wrong with you, JJ!" She snapped, grasping your upper arm and pulling you away. He grabbed your other wrist, yanking you to him and breaking Kiara's grasp.
"It's not what it looks like, Princess. I just saw her in the kitchen and-"
"JJ, we saw you..." Pope grimaced, avoiding his friend's betrayed gaze.
"I- JJ, why would you..." You choked on your words before tears started to fall. "Did I do something?" The pale hand he still had on your wrist started to burn.
"No! No, no, no, no, no!" He wiped the tears from your eyes before leaning in. That itself made Kiara nearly launch herself at him with an axe but Pope quickly made a save.
"Jesus, Kie!" He whispered, giving the miffed girl a stern glare.
You pushed him away, turning your head away from him.
"I think we should-"
"No."
You scoffed, the shock wearing off and leading to anger.
"Let's go and let them...talk." John B's voice silenced all of them as they realized that both of you needed time to yourselves. He sent you a sympathetic stare before leading the others back into the house.
When they finally leave, you focus back on the blonde boy in front of you with his regretful electric blue eyes.
"What do you mean by 'No'?"
"No, we can't break up." He bit his lip, staring down at the wet sand.
"Too bad, I wanna break up, so we're gonna break up."
"I physically can't...that'll mean that you don't love me anymore..."
"I don't know why you still think I love you. You cheated on me!" Your anger alerted the shaggy, blonde, haired boy that there clearly should be begging involved.
"But you- I love you!" His desperate tone caught your attention, but you refused to feel any differently.
You were lying, you were surprised JJ hadn't caught on, he used to understand you like you were his second skin. And it made you sad when he fell for your lies.
Of course, you still loved him, that wouldn't change, but it needed to start somewhere.
And it started with a lie.
"Bye...Maybank."
"Princess! Please..." But you left him standing there, alone.
Without you.