I Never Told You What I Do For a Living

I'll Never Let Them Hurt You (I Promise)

((Warning: Violence, self harm, and I'm not Catholic, so I might not get things accurate. Let me know if I get something wrong or something is unintentionally offensive. I apologize in advance.))

High School sucks... That's all I've got, honestly. Bullies won't let up on the emo bitch of the school. They never will.

Sometimes I think Catholic School is worse than the Public school I was supposed to go to. Bloom Trail has a bad reputation of fights, but at least my old middle school friends enjoy the extra curricular activities. They talk about their new friends like high school is heaven.
Marian.... Marian Catholic High School. The teachers are okay, but too strict. The staff is polite if you know how to behave and wear a stupid uniform. The students, however, are straight out of hell itself.

I don't know how many times I've been threatened or spat at. I can't tell you the last time I've had a decent conversation with any of them. My God, they're so cruel.
Oh, everyone except Jane. Jane is close to a best friend and sister that I've got. The only girl friendly enough to sit at my table during lunch and ride with me on the bus so I don't get beat up.
She's succeeded so far, keeping me from adding to the bruises and cuts I've already acquired. Except today. Today she wasn't at school.

Music was my only friend when she was gone. Nothing like Fall Out Boy to keep the names and stupid people away.
At least until a tap on my shoulder caught my attention. I carefully took an ear bud out and looked at the kid behind me. It was Sarah. Sarah wasn't mean to me, but she didn't talk to anyone often.
"Yes?" I felt my voice crack slightly.
"Did you hear about the new priest?" she asked quietly, taking my acknowledgement as an invitation to sit next to me. It really wasn't, but whatever. At least she's not starting a fight.
"What happened to Father Adams?" I asked quietly. I knew he was in his fifties, but he was one of the staff members that treated me like I was a respectable adult. I kinda liked him.
"He moved to Arizona. Weren't you there at the assembly?" was her light reply.
I must've been either listening to my smuggled in music through smuggled in ear buds, or I was absent. "So who's this new priest?" I knew she wanted to talk about this.
"I heard he's like, in his twenties. I haven't seen him, but people say he's cute." she did a high pitched squeal that rang in my ears for a while.
I pressed the ear that was invaded with her voice, "What's his name?" he whimpered as I tried to recover.
"Father Way." she whispered,
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As I got into the school, I headed towards my locker. So this priest should be here today, eh? I'll have to see him for myself.
Usually the "hot/cute" men these girls talked about were either really muscular and tanned, or "boyband pretty". I couldn't exactly picture a body builder priest walking around Marian, or any school for that matter. Any church, even.

It didn't really take long to run into him. Literally run in to him. I bumped into the priest in full force, causing my books to drop everywhere and my phone to drop whilst ripping out my headphones and ending Brendon's sexy voice in I Write Sins Not Tragedies.
"Woah, are you okay?" he immediately began to help me up before gathering my books.
"Y-yeah, I'm okay" I muttered, grasping my phone and hiding it before he could read the title.
Apparently he saw it or knew I was hiding something, because he laughed quietly as he saw me move. "Don't worry. I won't say anything" his soft voice whispered in a..... Jersey accent?
My curiosity got to me at this moment, "Father..... Way?"
"That's me" He extended his hand in means of a hand shake.
I carefully and cautiously took it, "where are you from?"
"Jersey." he smiled, handing me back my books.
"How'd you end up here?" I couldn't help myself. I was normally never this nosey, but then again, most people here are snobby teens who act like five year olds.
He shrugged, "wanted a change of scenery."