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guess who’s back from the grave after watching season 2 of obx in like less than a day 

Formula One - Helmets

word count: 2468

summary: Rosa, or affectionately called Rosie by JJ, has been best friends with the pogue crew all her life. But lately her best friend, JJ Maybank, has been causing an insane amount of butterflies in her belly every single time he looks at her. It doesn’t help that he’s always sending her that charming smile of his…

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Whenever something bad happens and I know Abelia will cry about it, I make double chocolate cake. 

Dopey is dead. Padre says it’s a coyote somewhere in the woods behind our house that has set its eyes on our chicken coop. He suspected a few days ago when one of the three ducks went missing, but now he’s positive of it. Padre didn’t want to worry us (Abelia) but when he found Dopey… Well. She was going to find out eventually.

Once he’s finished telling JJ and I in the kitchen, he practically slumps into a chair at the table and throws his baseball cap down, his eyebrows creasing in frustration. Padre sighs and gives me That Look. Like, how can I tell my littlest daughter what happened to her beloved chicken? I swear I couldn’t make this crap up.

I grab the chocolate cake mix and the chocolate frosting to get started on the cake. I call it my Your Favorite Pet is Dead, Sorry Abelia cake. She’s caught on by now, after the third betta fish we had to flush down the toilet over the years.

“Oh man,” JJ said to me. “Why did it have to be Dopey and not Happy? He’s such a little jack-shit.” 

word count: 2132

a/n: (again) hello! just a little heads up, this follows the pogues (especially JJ and my own character, Rosa) & the events of season 1 basically didn’t happen lol i hope you still enjoy!!

summary: Rosa, or affectionately called Rosie by JJ, has been best friends with the pogue crew all her life. But lately her best friend, JJ Maybank, has been causing an insane amount of butterflies in her belly every single time he looks at her. It doesn’t help that he’s always sending her that charming smile of his…

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When I think of white macadamia cookies, I always think of the day our group first started, because the day John B and his family came over on that Fourth of July, him and I ate so many of those cookies we all threw up in the backyard. 

Memories are really important to me. Ever since madre died eight years ago, I was all about remembering her. Trying to fixturate between real memories or dreams that I thought were real, so I was constantly asking Padre and Natalia about her. Like, didn’t she always smell like coconuts? Wasn’t she always complaining about being so hot? She loved listening to Paul Anka, right? When I got a little older and suddenly Giulia and Abelia were sporting all these questions, I really held close to the memories so that they could be their memories too. It was all we had of our mother, except for videos and pictures.

So from a young age I made it a big deal to hold onto memories I didn’t want to forget. Of people I didn’t want to forget. 

John B had moved down the street. His parents were still together at the time before she left and moved somewhere else years later. My first best friend. We were around five when he and his parents moved into that little house down the street from us. Madre knew John B’s mother from high school all those years ago but they weren’t very friendly. Something about one of them stealing another’s boyfriend? I guess my mom wanted to make up for whatever drama had ensued because she invited them over for lunch in our backyard immediately for Fourth of July.

word count: 4499

a/n: hello! just a little heads up, this follows the pogues (especially JJ and my own character, Rosa) & the events of season 1 basically didn’t happen lol i hope you still enjoy!! 

summary: Rosa, or affectionately called Rosie by JJ, has been best friends with the pogue crew all her life. But lately her best friend, JJ Maybank, has been causing an insane amount of butterflies in her belly every single time he looks at her. It doesn’t help that he’s always sending her that charming smile of his…

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MY SISTER IS WEARING A dress shaped like a three tiered cake. It’s an ivory gown laced with tiny flowers and a sweetheart neckline. And she can barely make it through the doors of the church because it is so big. A ‘princess ball gown’, the bridal shop worker said when Natalia tried it on. She and my Abuela cried. A lot. 

Though she looks like a radiant Spanish bride, all I can think about is how much she looks like a cake. And as I take my turn down the aisle in a (hideous) yellow bridesmaid dress, I’m thinking about the cake I am going to bake sometime this weekend with her dress as inspiration. Natalia would probably kill me if she knew it, but I know padre and my other sisters won’t tell. 

They never tattle.

At least only when free desserts are involved.

Chapter 14 - Ashes, Ashes, I’ll Only Fall if It’s With You

Description: Summer has ended. JJ and Bianca wish it goodbye with a date.

A/N: wow. im sorry this has taken so long. but wow. if you’ve read this and left me some form of feedback please know how much that has meant to me. I have never shared my writing with anyone until now and just today I finally told a friend about my original work and they said multiple times how I looked like I was going to pass out. It is so hard for me to share my writing like my cheeks were hot and my chest was tight and everything, so if you’ve read this and even more so if you’ve kept up with it and given me your reactions, thank you from the bottom of my heart. I really don’t know what else to say, but thank you for caring about jj and Bianca. I probs could’ve spent more time editing it, but I just want to post it and I hope you like it. Ik I said I’d write an epilogue but I think I’m going to leave it like this. it’s from JJ’s pov and yes I made him dramatic sue me. if you want to hear what my plans were for the epilogue feel free to just send an ask. lastly, and perhaps more than ever, please share your thoughts with me about this chapter/anything about the fic :) ok I’ll be quiet now.

Warnings: swearing

Word Count: 3571

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        Bianca was wearing a little white dress in the lobby of the police station when I walked out of their tiny interrogation room. She was prim and polite with the lawyer, Mr. Laurens, her mom got us, shaking his hand and asking him how his kids were.

       I liked him. No bullshit and from the way he talked to me, I could tell he wasn’t just doing this to look good. Sure, he’d cut himself a small portion of the gold money when he heard the FBI had decided it belonged to us, but I would’ve too and it wasn’t nearly as much as I would’ve asked for. Honestly, I would’ve paid way more just to see him shut Officer Porter down every single time the asshole brought up the fact that we’d “broken and entered” into a few places and “obstructed justice”.

       Justice was their job. It wasn’t our fault our presence had been enough to obstruct them from doing it well. And by the fourth time, Laurens made Shoupe put him on timeout in the hall.

       Fuck, it was beautiful. Worth every penny.

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summary: JJ tried his luck with Kiara only to be shot down. JJ sought out solace in Y/n knowing she had feelings for him because it was easy. but everyone knows the saying “the good is never easy and the easy never good.”…right? 

warnings: ANGST, lowkey asshole!jj 

word count: 4.0k

GOD, HE WAS SUCH A FUCKING IDIOT.

JJ kicked a lonesome rock from his path, the setting sun warming his back. He was nearly overheating from the mixture of the sun and the embarrassment of Kie turning him down less than fifteen minutes ago. He wanted to dig a hole down at the beach, crawl inside, and never come out again - he doesn’t think he’d ever been so embarrassed in his life. Kie was going to visit some family friends in Maine for a week and she was leaving tonight - JJ saw it as an opportunity to tell her he liked her more than a friend. But things didn’t go the way he wanted them to. He shouldn’t have been surprised. Because they never do.

JJ felt heat rush to his cheeks, his whole face going red.

“….you know? No pogue on pogue macking?”

JJ’s eyes had fallen from Kie’s a long time ago, he was too embarrassed to keep eye contact, so he settled for staring at his shoes. He nodded even though he had stopped listening the second he heard her sympathetic tone speak out his name. Kie reached out and touched his arm,

“I’m sorry, JJ, really.”

JJ shook his head, glancing up at her, locking eyes for a short moment before he looked away again,

“No, no, it’s fine,” he said, taking a step towards the door, “it was stupid, just forget I said anything.”