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So...as some of you know, I had an imagine titled this before, but it mysteriously disappeared one night and I just noticed when I went to read it a few nights ago. 
With that being said, I'm rewriting it! Hopefully it's just as good, if not better, than the original! I do, however, remember the main concept of the imagine, so I'll do my best to keep it as similar as I can! 
Before anyone comes at me, no, I do not imagine Kiara being this big bad mean monster, it's just for the imagine. 
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JJ's pov
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"Yo, yo, dude!" I smacked Popes chest, which caught the attention of all the pogues, "Ladies and gentlemen, the finest woman in the OBX." Down the street, walking with one of her friends, was Y/n. 
Kiara scoffed, "I can't stand her." I rolled my eyes, but never took my eyes off of Y/n, mesmerized by the way she walked, "She's a stuck up snob."
"Is not." I argued when I finally got myself to look away. I didn't know Y/n personally, only a few conversations here and there, but my friends knew all about my crush. 
"It's not gonna happen, JJ." John B patted my shoulder and scooted past me, all of us about to head back to the chateau.
"Bet it will." I said back to him. I could absolutely, without a doubt, have a chance with her. All I had to do was try.
"You bet?" Pope asked, "You guys realize she's a human being, right? Not some vintage antique at an auction." 
"Make her fall in love with you and break her heart. The bitch deserves it." Kiara walked ahead of us eating the snacks she bought at the store. The three of us widened our eyes at her, not understanding why she hated Y/n so much, "What? Shes not a good person."
"What'd she do to you?" John B asked. I made sure my ears were open for this conversation. 
"She lives in one of the biggest houses in Figure-8. Her dad owns some fancy company," Kiara began, "She thinks she's better than everyone else all 'cause she drives a flashy car and uses his company card. She doesn't have a single friend, that girl she's with is her cousin. Have any of you ever seen her at a party?" 
Now that I think about it, I don't think I have. I've never seen Y/n at any party, kook or pogue. I usually only see her when we're out and about and she so happens to stumble by us. All I know is that she exists and I am completely infatuated with her. 
"I want a company card." John B couldn't help but joke, none of us taking Kiara completely serious, "So what? You want JJ to be the bad guy all 'cause she's rich and we're not?"
"No, I want JJ to be the bad guy 'cause she's probably desperate for any male attention and it'll be easy." Kiara continued, "I wanna see her crash and burn. Get a taste of what life is really like."
"That's diabolical." Pope said to her, looking to John B and I.
"But doable." I shrugged, "Listen, it's a win-win. Kie gets what she wants and I get what I want." By the time the pogues turned around to look at me, the plan was already in motion. As I walked backwards away from them, I shot them a wave before spinning and running in the opposite direction, towards where we last saw Y/n. 
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Y/n's pov
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"Thank you, again, for staying late with him." I hugged Nancy, my father's caretaker, and slipped my shoes off my feet, "I didn't expect shopping to take so long."