woogity, woogity, baby || jj maybank

one

ricky sat by the large fireplace in the living room of her family's home. there was a round pistachio coloured rug laid below her, a couch the same colour either side of her and a white end table at the side of both couches, both with lamps sitting immobile on top of them.

she had a blanket wrapped around her, with a green mug that had her hands wrapped around it and hot chocolate inside of it.

"your house is so green, rick." john b called, walking towards the group.

"mhm, i know." she sipped her warm drink.

jj scoffed, kicking his legs onto the coffee table, "it's very kooky."

"shut it, j. and get your feet off the table! if my mom sees muddy boot prints on the table when she gets back, she's going to know i had pogues around."

"ugh, just cause you're to lazy too clean a god damn table.." he muttered under his breath.

"i won't hesitate to throw my hot chocolate at you-" ricky threatened.

pope interrupted, "can your guys stop flirting so we can watch this movie?"

"flirting my ass!" ricky laughed loudly, pouting after her next sentence, "i'm just sitting here freezing my ass off."

"come sit here then." kiara spoke, from the couch which she had sprawled herself across, with a green blanket laying across her, "come cuddle with bae"

"anytime, love." she spoke, while walking over to the girl as pope turned their christmas movie on. ricky placed her hot mug on the end table, then falling into the carrera girl's arms, pretending to be graceful.

✧.*

ricky struggled to open her eyes, due to the fact that she hadn't even been awake for 3 seconds. once her eyes were open, she looked around the living room, checking if she was the first one awake, which she was.

she stood up, and walked over to the kitchen. she picked up her phone, which was still on charge from the night before - it lit up saying one hundred percent so she unplugged it and turned it on.

once her phone was on, she checked the time - it was 10:15.

"should i make breakfast?" ricky thought aloud, "yea- no- yeah, i'll make it."

and so ricky began making breakfast. she decided on something simple - scrambled eggs and bacon, something she knew everybody else liked, that way she wouldn't have to make five different meals.

the blonde girl was almost finished with the eggs, when she heard multiple sniffs coming from the area of which her friends were sleeping in. she looked over to see what it was; jj had awoken, most likely from the smell of freshly cooked meat.

his hair was messy, and his eyes were barely open. he stood up and immediately yawned and stretched his arms, which made his shirt slightly raise. ricky looked away, and pretended as if she hadn't noticed; she always got embarrassed about things like that, nobody knew why, she just did.

"is that bacon i smell?" jj asked rhetorically, walking into the kitchen, while rubbing his hands together.

"no it's cheese."

"shut the fuck up, it's to early for your wit." jj snatched a piece of bacon.

"isn't that a big word for you? where'd you learn it?"

jj replied by sticking his middle finger up at her, flipping the girl off.

"genuinely, where though?"

jj itched his nose, "pope said it to me. i asked my phone what it meant."

ricky cackled, "ha! i knew it."

"die."

✧.*

"why are we on the boat in the middle of november?!" ricky whined.

"technically, it's the end because it's the twenty ei-"

"shut it, pope" ricky joked.

ricky and the gang were on the HMS pogue, although it was 38°F outside, that wasn't going to stop them from having fun. john b was sitting by the engine, kiara and ricky were sitting next to the beer cooler, even though ricky found it unnecessary, because of the low temperature. jj was sitting at the edge of the boat with his legs hanging off into the water, and pope was talking to ricky.

"hey, i'm just being technical." pope defended himself.

jj laughed before sipping his beer, getting ricky's attention, "hey, you won't find this funny when your whole body is in the water. i'm freezing, jj."

"your tolerance for the cold is hilarious."

ricky turned to pope, "okay, you have got to stop with the literacy lessons!"

"the what lessons?" the blonde boy asked, tilting his head slightly.

since jj was only sitting around a foot away from ricky's legs, she stretched out her leg, making her foot meet jj's back, and pushed him entirely into the water.

everyone other than jj laughed; when he resurfaced, he shot death glares in ricky's direction, "i didn't think you were serious!"

"i didn't think you were that stupid."

suddenly, jj dramatically inhaled, before going back under the water and swimming to the bottom. the other four pogues shared a look, john b looked out over the edge of the boat and into the water to see where his friend was.

once again, jj resurfaced, this time with a rock in his hand. he pulled his arm behind his head and launched the small rock in the direction of ricky's legs.

"ow! what the fuck, jj!" ricky yelled out, after the rock hit her on the thigh, which didn't help that she was very cold, causing the pain to stick around for an extra few minutes.

"whoops!" the boy chuckled, before swimming away from the girl that had now gotten over the cold, and had now dived into the water at him, beginning to chase him.

✧.*

three years ago, ricky never thought she'd ever have a friendship group as good as the pogues, let alone as close as the pogues were. she never even thought she'd be this close with the pogues at all. sure, they'd always been friends, but never that close.

and now ricky'd gotten the close friendship group she'd always wanted, she was taking it all in, loving every moment of it, before it all went away.

she knew it would.

it always would. and it always will.

✧.*

a/n: sort of a filler first chapter because i have no idea what to write.