Take me to church | girlxgirl

I don't want to be Jesused

Every month on a Friday, the school held a mass at the local church only two streets away. Students fell into lines and went per grade level to the church and this time wasn't any different.

Robin, still refusing to be placed at her appropriate spot based on height, stood at the back of the line in front of Isabelle who was assigned to watch over the group like the alpha that she is. As they stopped just outside the entrance waiting to be seated, Robin groaned dramatically, breaking the line by leaning on the rock barricades of the nearby pond. "I don't want to be Jesused."

Isabelle knew that the girl would only keep pestering her if she paid her attention and so she stood stoically, keeping her arms crossed and eyes forward. But of course, ignoring something doesn't make it go away.

Robin stared at the President, fully knowing that the latter would eventually break. True to her assumptions, Isabelle turned to glare at her, bothered by the fact that Robin's eyes felt like a hundred prying eyes all at once.

"Date me."

"No."

"Pretty please?"

Isabelle grimaced at Robin's poor attempt of puppy eyes.

"Still no?"

"No."

"When are you going to say yes?"

"When fish starts to walk."

Turning around, Robin gazed at the pond seeing several fishes swimming in different directions. She didn't even give herself a second to think before she snatched the unfortunate white fish with orange spots. It wiggled in her hands, mouth opening and closing repeatedly.

Robin guided the fish, supporting it in a standing position and pretending to make it walk. "There! Now date me."

Isabelle knew that Robin was an impulsive idiot, but this was a whole new level. Her eyes widened, mimicking that of the struggling fish in front of her. "What are you doing?! Put it back that's animal abuse!"

"Sorry," Robin whispered to the fish before placing it back to its home. She did feel guilty for using an innocent fish to get her a date with the student council president especially seeing that its efforts were for nothing, evident by the disapproving stare Isabelle threw her.

By then the line started moving forward, urging them to follow.

"Wash your hand!" Isabelle hissed, seeing water dripping from Robin's hand. Surely it felt and smelt fishy and there was no way she would sit beside that.

Being the obedient student that she is, Robin dipped her hand in the bowl of holy water, scrubbing it lightly to get rid of the remains of pond water, only for her hand to get slapped by the baffled President, who made sure no teacher saw it.

"So that's what this is for." Juno looked in awe before following Robin's footsteps, dipping her hand in the holy water to wash her hands.

Isabelle could only sigh at the two, not knowing what to do.

The ceremony started with the priest making his appearance at the altar, demanding silence from the crowd of students awaiting the sermon of the day. Robin sat impatiently on the pew beside Isabelle, who basked at the silence from the other girl.

Regardless of whether Robin did not believe in their God, she wasn't going to disrespect the traditions and ceremony held by Catholics and so she sat quietly through the mass.

The Catholics, mostly the sisters in her school and Isabelle, viewed Robin's questioning of their faith as disrespectful. Robin respected their beliefs, save for the few inappropriate jokes, and never tried to convert or persuade any of her classmates or anyone for that matter out of Christianity. She simply couldn't understand how rational people could believe in the Christian God.

"Stand up."

A nudge on Robin's side brought her out of her stupor. The sermon has passed with not a word ingrained inside her head. It was already time for them to walk over to the priest and take communion.

Following Isabelle, Robin groaned internally while she thought of the terrible aftertaste of the supposed body of Christ. As Isabelle stood next in line, Robin slightly leaned forward and whispered to her right ear, "I don't want to eat the body of Christ, I want to eat you."

Robin wanted to laugh at the shudder and redness of ears that followed, paired with the president's stoic face, but held it in. She knew she could only push her luck with Isabelle to a certain point before the girl explodes and now is certainly not the time and place to do so.