she has it all, he has nothing, but everything isn't as it seems.
Blythe St. James's parents are on her ass. she has to have perfect grades, perfect boyfriend, perfect body, perfect reputation. but after closely watching the pogues at a bonfire part...
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Blythe awoke the next morning to the sun shining through the windows, and the sound of whispers behind the door. She couldn't make out the voices, but she knew that one of them had to be John b, and the other was another male, most likely JJ or Pope.
"You do it man!" the unknown voice pleaded. "Its your house!"
"No! Dude you didn't see her last night. It was bad, I can't just wake her up!"
"uh yeah you can. like I said its your house. whys she still hanging around anyway?" the boy who was not John B asked.
"she had a really shitty night and needed somewhere to crash. she's actually not that bad." John b defended, putting a smirk on the girls face.
Blythe knew exactly what they were arguing about. And she took that as a sign to get out of bed, and get motivated.
The back and forth bickering between the boys continued as Blythe changed back into her dress and put her socks back on. She felt icky wearing the same outfit two days in a row, but she really didn't want to go back home and change.
She swung open the bedroom door and there stood JJ, and John b staring awkwardly back at her.
"Why are you creeps listening to me sleep?" she laughed walking out of the room and into the kitchen, followed by the two boys. She sat at the kitchen table, the two standing staring at her.
"What? Am I overstaying my welcome?" she asked, genuinely.
John b shook his head, Blythe sighed a breath of relief. The last thing she wanted was to be impolite.
"It's just we gotta swing by Lana Grubbs place, you coming?" the brunette boy asked. Blythe would rather do anything than go home, so she agreed. But JJ didn't look very happy.
So the Kook girl followed the two pogues outside and into the funny looking van they called the twinkie. She sat awkwardly in the back, the boys taking the front seats. The boys chatted, almost like they were forgetting that Blythe was in the back, and could hear everything they were saying.
"I'm just saying, I don't understand why you don't at least try with Kiara." JJ asked, John b clearly not having it.
"Come on, She clearly likes you!" Blythe added, causing JJ to whip his head around to the back and flash her a quick smile and a nod.
"I never thought I'd say this, but I agree with Blythe. She's all like 'Oh john b' !" JJ mocks, earning laughter from the girl in the backseat.
"Oh is that what she does?" a fed up John b asks, rolling his eyes.
