Chapter 1

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(At the top is what Giannun looks like. Not me btw I'm to ugly lol)

I laid my forehead on folded hands and murmured words to my lord and savior Jesus Christ.

"Sister Giannun mass is at 5:30 this evening, will you be joining us?" Sister Grace asked me from the doorway.

I looked at her and stood up and brush off my gown ( au what's The things that nuns wear???!!!)

" I'll follow you there." I told her and gave her a reassuring smile.

"Alright but make it quick father Levoy is waiting for you." I nodded and felt my stomach twist.

Father Adam was always rather odd, I'm pretty sure he's Jewish.... And as as the kids say, a flaming homo.(au We not homophobic We love erryone)

I followed all the other familiar clothed women down the hall to mass. I stopped by the window and looked at the rainy New York streets. Lately I've been feeling really cooped up and honestly I've been feeling really alone, I miss my ex-boyfriend and I'm not quite over him yet.

Perfectly timed father Brandon walks over to me and shakes my hand."soooo sister Giannun, are you exited for our service?" I look down at our hands that are still wrapped around each other and quickly yanked away.

He always acts so flirty around me, I know he does it on purpose. I still remember that night when we were walking to church and I saw Brandon, and he...he... Grazed Queen Elizabeth ll on the arm! One, why was Queen Elizabeth even in America in The first place,and secondly why was she helping father Brandon cheat on me!

"Sister Giannun is there a reason for your tears?" Sister Michaela asked with worry in her eyes.(who even spells it like that)

I didn't even realize I was crying until I felt so wetness on my cheek." Oh I'm just so passionate about the lord." She nodded in agreement and walked me over to the pews.

"greetings sisters" father Adam said with his unsettling smile. We all greeted him and the mass continued for several hours.

* le time skip*

"So Giannun I saw you and father Brandon today what's going on with that." Gracie questioned. Her eyes shifted to my rose bouquet on my dresser that had a note from father Brandon, " to my snuggle bug. "what even is that name?

"If still have feelings for him grace and I'm freakin the freak out." I sighed and looked at my newly painted nails.

" how far did you go with father Bradon?" Gracie interrogated.

I looked at her guiltily, " he kissed me on the cheek... but it was once I swear!"

She stood up in anger and knocked over the pastel pink nail polish bottle, spilling it all over the floor and our newly cleaned carpet. I couldn't help but think about the consequences when sister Janine sees that we have nail polish. In her fit of rage she managed to knock over the strawberries that we picked ourselves in the Rosegarden that we put a hint of sugar on because we were feeling a little rebellious. "You... You... HUSSY I CANNOT BELIEVE THAT YOU COULD BE SO FLOOZY. HOW COULD YOU GO GALLIVANTING AROUND LIKE THAT!"

I didn't bother going after her I just watched her leave and looked at the damage she caused. I then layed down and drifted to sleep.

"come on Gianna!" Gracie called to me while I was playing in the cornfields of Oakland Ohio.(au before Giannun was a nun her name was Gianna she legally changed it)

"ok but look what I found." I ran over to her holding the tiny creature in my hands.

"aww it's so cute, what should we call em?" Gracie asked me while taking the firefly from my grasp.

" umm... What about Fredrick the wise?" I asked her.

"Oh that's good how'd you come up with that." Gracie gave Fredrick the wise back to me and I put it in my bug catcher.

"I dunno but it's sounds all proper like." I shrugged and examined the little bug as it crawled around.

"we'll take good care of em I'm sure of it."

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