War Paint | Jonnor

Chapter 5

Jude's POV
I'm so glad that it's Friday. Now, I can spend my weekend playing video games. The day isn't over yet though, I'm still in English class. I turn my head towards the clock and look at the time. 30 more minutes. If only time would go faster, I could be at home right now. I wonder how Connor's doing in his class. He's probably bored in science.

Connor's POV
It's the last class of the day and I'm waiting for the bell to ring. I check my watch and read the time. 3:30pm. 15 more minutes. I just want to get out of school and hang out at Jude's place. I glance over at my left and see Daria. She looks up and speaks.

"Hey Connor, so I was thinking that we could hang out tonight, just the two of us? Maybe we could watch a movie? I heard there's this new chick flick called 'Bright Lights', what do you say?"

"Well, I was planning on going over to Jude's house after school."

"Can't you do that another time?"

"I mean yeah, I guess."

"Great. So it's settled, see you at seven tonight." she said.

That was unexpected. Why did I fall for that? I don't even like chick flicks. I'm probably going to be the only dude there. I laugh at the thought.

Daria's POV
This was the perfect opportunity for me to make a move with Connor. He's so hot, I'm dying to lose my virginity with him. Did I really just say that in my head? Oh well, I don't regret it. Connor and I get to the movie theater ten minutes before the film starts. He looks so good in that flannel. I wouldn't mind if he took it off. He calls my name and my mind slips back into reality.

"Hey Daria? Where are we sitting?"

"Oh, well I thought we could sit in the back. What do you think?"

"Yeah sure."

We find our seats and the lights start to dim. With the armrest between us, I couldn't possibly make a move. Who am I kidding, no one's going to stop me! I move my head to the left and find my eyes on Connor. Either he's going to make the move, or I will. He turns his head and looks at me weirdly. That's it, I'm going for it! I lean in and my lips press onto his, they're so soft and taste like popcorn. We continue kissing until he pushes me back with his arms.

"What do you think you're doing? What the-"

"What? You don't like me?"

"This shouldn't have happened. I should have never said yes to going with you to the movies. I'm so stupid!" he buries his heads in his hands.

"Connor, I thought you had a thing for me? What are you trying to say-"

"I don't like you!" he says.

"Well, then who do you like?" I tell him furiously.

"I like Jude."

Anger fills within me. How could I not see this coming? That boy better back away from my man. He's mine. And no one's going to get in my way, not even precious little Jude. I grab my drink and hold it. My fingers start to pierce through the side, opening a hole and spilling the liquid all over the floor.

"Daria! Someone's going to have to clean this up." Connor said.

"Oops." I say with no guilt.

Jude's POV
I was hoping that Connor would come over after school. I guess I was wrong. I don't mind him not being here, I just thought that we could play some video games together. It's almost nine, so I may just sleep. Out of nowhere, my phone buzzes and I glance at the screen. I don't recognize the number.

Jude: Who is this?
Unknown: Your worst nightmare. Listen, you are going to back off my man or else.
Jude: Or else what? And who's your man?
Unknown: You know who I'm talking about. Connor. Stay away from him, he's mine.
Jude: You can't stop me, what are you going to do if I don't? And how did you get my number in the first place?
Unknown: Let's just say that I'm hanging out with him right now, and guess what? We kissed.
Jude: You're lying.
Unknown: Try me.
Jude: Seriously who is this?
Unknown: That's classified. But if you ever hang out with Connor again, I swear you'll regret it. I'll tell everybody about your big secret.

I find myself in fear after reading the last text. Who is this person and why are they out to get me? I don't bother sleeping for the rest of the night, that conversation couldn't escape from my head. What am I going to do?