ultraviolence - judd. b

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"T, HOW LONG is her rehearsal?" The girl in the drivers seat groaned. She'd been waiting almost a full hour for her friend, Leah, to finish with her godforsaken rehearsal for a godforsaken high-school play. Or as Leah liked to call them, 'performances' even though the 'actors' barely knew how to act.

"Dana, said she'd be done by 5:30, chill." The purple haired girl sighed, taking a long drag of her JUUL before going back to scrolling through her Instagram.

Rolling her eyes, Dana snatched the JUUL out of Tallulahs hands and sucked in the air before pulling a sour face at the horrid taste of the smoke. "What did you put in here?"

"I don't know, it's Val's. And look there's Leah." Tallulah pointed out, snatching the JUUL back from her friend.

Dana looked out of her foggy car windows and at the blonde bimbo approaching them.

She started the ratty old car and waited for Leah to get in as she mentally prepared herself for the earful she was about to give the drama student.

"Bye, Daniel." Leah giggled, stepping into the backseat of her closest friend's car. "Hey, girls."

"Don't 'Hey, girls' me! You made me wait forty-five fucking minutes while you were kissing that ball-sac of a boy's ass!" Dana shouted as she made her way out of the Bridgeton High parking lot.

"Sorry, D. But to make up for it, i got you both tickets to my performance next month!" Leah squealed, pulling out the pieces of paper from her 'quirky' tote bag and handing it to her friends. "Forgive me?"

All Dana did was grumble and make her way to Leah's rich kid house.

"So, after the performance next week, I was thinking of having a small get together at my house to celebrate." Leah mentioned as her house came into view.

"And by 'small get together' you mean, a party." Tallulah mentioned as Dana parked in Leah's perfectly paved driveway.

"Yeah. And I'm thinking of having the whole drama group over as well." Leah told the girls.

"And Daniel." Dana sung as they got out of her car and walked into Leah's house.

"Yes. Daniel can come along if he wanted. No one would force him to. But if he did come, it would be greatly appreciated." The blond spoke.

"Okay, we get it. You get off on Daniel. No judgment." Dana poked.

"No! I! Don't!" Leah shouted as she hit Dana with a couch pillow.

"Hey! Chill! I was kidding." Dana surrendered and fell onto the L-couch.

After a few harmless jokes about Leah's obsession with Daniel and making plans on how Leah would get Daniel, Dana eventually decided that it would be best to turn in for the evening.

But not before doing one more thing.

"Hey, Lee. I'm just gonna use your bathroom and I think I left my chemistry book here last time I came over." Dana said to Leah quickly before standing up.

Leah paid no mind to the washed-out-pink haired girl and gave her a small smile before Dana scurried up the smooth stairs.

She retrieved he book from Leah's pink room and strolled out nonchalantly, trying her utmost hardest not o draw any suspicion to herself as she slid into the room next door to Leah's.

His.

She was immediately pushed up against the wall with two large but cold hands wrapped around her waist.

"What took you so long?" He whispered to her, bending his neck down to her level so that his intoxicating breath would fan over her neck and ear.

"Well i couldn't exactly just stroll right into your room as soon as I got here and say to Leah 'hey, brb I'm gonna go fuck your brother', could I?" Dana hissed into his face.

"Well, you could, you're just being a pussy about it." He smirked, leaning closer to her.

The two teenager's breaths mingled as they stared into each other's eyes.

Dana's book fell to the ground with a soft thump, before she reached her hands up to cup his cheeks.

"Fuck you, Judd Birch." She whispered before their lips crashed onto one another's.

His lips tasted of Monster Energy drink and though the most harm it could do was give you a high boost of adrenaline, to Dana, it was her drug. She let him intoxicate her with every kiss they shared.

The two had pulled away and were breathing heavily into one another's necks as they held onto each other.

"I'd rather have you fuck me, Dana Jones." Judd whispered.

Smirking, Dana slipped a small golden key into his black jean pocket.

"Half an hour." She told him softly before picking her book up and striding out of his room and down the stairs to bid farewell to her friends before she had some of her own fun that night.

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im this 🤏 close to bawling my eyes out and ripping my hair out<3
do i have online school at 7am tmr? yes.
did i fuck up my sleep schedule to write this because slashed tyres was a shit book and i had the sudden urge to write a book about an animated emo boy? yes.
vote pls am broke
dana is based off of maeve from sex ed ok netflix.
-j