that night we ordered pizza and ate it outside around a fire pit, swinging on hammocks.
Kie lit a blunt and offered it to me.
i took a long drag from the joint and blew the smoke into the air, passing the blunt to JJ.
"hey, what's a Kook?" i asked, remembering JJ's words in the van.
"it's a person that lives on Figure 8, in those massive houses. they play golf and do drugs, go to parties and are generally bad people." Pope told me, ignoring the blunt.
i chose not to mention i acted a lot like a 'Kook' in Hawaii.
"so i'm guessing you don't like them?"
"you're guessing right." Kie huffed.
i laughed and took another drag of the joint as it was passed to me.
"how long are you staying for?" Jonny piped up.
"as long as you'll have me." i shrugged.
"then you're here for good," he half grinned.
"can we make her a Pogue? please...!" JJ mocked begging.
"if that's what she wants." my cousin blew smoke towards the sky.
everyone turned to me.
"i'll be a Half-Pogue," i laid back, remembering the 'macking' rule.
everyone cheered and John B handed bottles of beer around.
"to the Pogues!" JJ yelled and raised his bottle, causing us all to copy his action and drink deeply.
i woke up in Kie's bed with a banging headache.
i stood up... too fast.
i rushed to the bathroom, barely acknowledging the person coming out.
i pushed past and threw up into the toilet.
quick, cool hands grabbed my hair away from my face.
"Jesus, are you alright?"
i looked up to see JJ sat on the corner of the tub with wet hair and nothing but a towel wrapped around his waist.
i nodded, praying he couldn't see me blushing.
"d'you need anything?" he asked.
i gagged and coughed.
"water?" he patted my back.
"yeah," i breathed deeply.
"okay, uh... here, hold your hair for a second."
i did as he said and he ran to the kitchen.
i rested my head on my arm, still hovering above the loo.
JJ returned a minute later with a glass of water and wearing a pair of blue trunks.
"here you go," he handed the glass over and sat next to me on the floor.
"thanks," i took a few sips.
"how much did you drink?" i could hear the laughter in his voice.
"more than i have in a while."
"i feel like there's a story." JJ pressed.
i sighed and moved so i sat leaning against the bathtub.
"i used to be... crazy. i'd stay out all night drinking, doing god knows what with god knows who. i got into big trouble and didn't do anything wrong for ages, but a few weeks ago i went to LA with my friends, got drunk and ended up in serious shit."
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