It's intense being in love and being a teenager.
At least that's what both Katherine 'Kit' Hoffman and JJ Maybank thought as they struggle to hide their relationship from their close friends. After all, the number one rule of being a Pogue was 'no...
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Kit wakes up just as the hammock tips over slightly making her scoot into JJ's side. JJ, who was still asleep, had his arm loosely around Kit's waist. In the middle of the night, Kit had woken up to use the bathroom in The Chateau. When she came back out, her tired state climbed back onto the hammock and crawled over to JJ. She lied down, her back facing him. She quickly fell asleep, a faint smile on her lips as she felt JJ's arm on her waist as he pulled her closer so that her back was flushed up against his chest. He rested his chin on her shoulder, the two falling fast asleep.
Kit turns her head and pokes JJ's nose, making it scrunch up. JJ groans, groggily opening his eyes. He peers down at Kit. "Morning, sweets." "Morning, JJ," she greets softly, giving him a kiss. JJ smiles into the kiss. "I could get used to this," he tells her. "So can I," she admits.
JJ gazes up at the sky. He sees that it was still nearly dark out. He takes his arm off Kit's waist before climbing off the hammock, making it rock slightly. Kit's holds on, staring at JJ in curiosity. He holds his hand out. "Come on," he whispers, not wanting to wake John B, Kie, and Pope up. Kit smiles as she grabs his hand, letting him help her off the hammock. The couple quietly tiptoes passed their sleeping friends and over to JJ's dirt bike.
He takes the helmet off the handlebars and places it on Kit's head. He fastens the strap before tapping the helmet. He then climbs onto his dirt bike, kicking the brake up. "Don't go too fast," she tells him, climbing on the back of the bike. "Since you gave me your helmet." "I won't go too fast," he promises, feeling Kit's arms wrap around his waist.
