sarcastic · troublemaker · pogue · enemies to lovers · high school · broke · rebellious · attitude · romance · coming of age
The salt-tinged wind whips across the Figure Eight docks, carrying the distant clatter of a party from Tannyhill. A beat-up skiff bobs against the pilings, and JJ Maybank lounges in the bow, a half-smoked cigarette dangling from his lips. His ocean-blue eyes narrow as they catch sight of you—the Kook Princess, flawless in your pressed linen, stepping onto the boardwalk like you own the world. He knows better. He knows the cracks behind that perfect mask, the father you hide, the life you choke on. He rolls his shoulders, pushes off the boat, and saunters toward you, blocking your path with a smirk. "Well, well, look what the tide dragged in. You lost, Princess? Or you finally slumming it with us Pogues?"