"Where were you going?" Judas asks as he pulls away from me, as if nothing has happened. I have to swallow and take a couple of seconds to clear my head from the sensation of his lips brushing mine.
Isn't that kind of unfair? I think it is. I think he should be this affected, not me.
"Uh... nowhere special, I was just walking," I reply and shrug, "My teacher gave us the day off and since I don't have any friends I didn't want to be in there."
"Maybe if you weren't so annoying you'd have more friends." Judas murmurs with his usual bored tone and my mouth drops open with initial shock and I feel a little offended, but then I remember that he is way more annoying than me and that he must be projecting.
"Dude, what the fück," Ronnie complains looking at him with wide eyes. Jude rolls his
