As he drove away, John B glanced back in the rearview mirror and spotted Collins's wavy brown hair in recognition, then turned over to JJ with his brow raised. "Hey, that was CJ."
"Who?" JJ asked as he fiddled with John B's dad's compass, which they'd found in the sunken Grady White after he'd went scuba diving for it.
"Seriously, dude?" John B questioned with a sigh, snatching the compass back before JJ broke it like he tended to do with valuable things, except pretty much all of his friends had established that the compass was worthless in monetary value. Still, it had sentimental value. "I thought that it was just because you were too drunk to remember but I guess you're more oblivious than I thought."
Scowling at him, JJ wrinkled his nose indignantly. "Okay, what was that for? Oblivious about what?"
"Point proven."
"What point, JB? You're not making any sense right now, bro." JJ questioned in annoyance. 
"You were so interested in my love life with Kie, but oh, have the tables turned now, haven't they? " John B taunted with a satisfied smile. "You had major eyes for Collins Jacobson last night, a girl you've gone to school with since pre-K, and you don't even remember her. Therefore, you are as oblivious is, as oblivious gets, JJ."
"Okay, I vaguely recall speaking with a girl, but JJ-the ladies man- Maybank, does not get 'eyes' for anyone without remembering them." The blond boy huffed with a shake of his head.
"You did for C-J." John B sang teasingly. "You wanna talk about how I get around Kie, well let's talk about how fucking starstruck you were by Collins because you couldn't even hear me tell you who she was from how heart eyes you were for her."
"Wait, are you talking about the Charlie and Collins Jacobson who live in that tiny little shack on the cut?" John B nodded bluntly. The gears seemed to be turning in JJ's head as he tried to pull whatever file he had in his memory on the name Collins Jacobson, but in true JJ fashion, it was a goddamn mess in there. "You still got that yearbook Pope left in here after he got second place in that stupid science fair?"
Furrowing his brows in deep thought, John B shrugged and kept his eyes on the road while he said, "Yeah, probably."
JJ twisted in his seat and started to crawl into the back of the van, shuffling through the rest of the junk that they had sitting back there until he uncovered the book beneath a pile of sandy towels and empty beer cans. Sitting back in his seat once he had acquired the yearbook, JJ began to flip through the pages until he reached the H-O section of their class that year and he scanned through the names until he found who he had been looking for.
"You're fucking kidding me, right? That's Collins Jacobson?"
John B peered over at the picture then nodded in confirmation. "I'm telling you, JJ, you were all over her last night."
"Now when you say all over, do you mean like all over?" JJ rubbed his hands over his chest in a sexual manner and with a sort of grave expression on his face because he took matters like this very seriously. "Because you know me and-"
"I mean you thought she was like an angel walking on earth, that's how 'all over' her you were." John B interrupted bluntly before JJ could finish his dirty minded sentence. 
"Well, I am stone cold sober and the thought still stands. How does a girl like that spawn from the deepest darkest depths of purgatory which is our side of the island?" JJ held up the book and pointed at a picture of Collins posing for a photo with the rest of the science club, Pope was standing on the opposite end of the group with a nerdy grin on his goggle-shielded face. She had a soft smile on her lips and somehow she still looked radiant wearing the same goggles that Pope wore that made him look even geekier than he already was.