church school and food courts.

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Friday.

I sighed as I walked out of my church class. I know right? Who even goes to church school anymore? My mother thought it would be a good idea because she wanted me to be all godly and such. She wants me to have a relationship with God and I clearly had no word in it so she signed me up. Good thing is that I only have one 2 hour class a week and that I don't actually attend an actual catholic school.

Anyway, as I got out of class, I noticed my mom's car and got it. "How was class?" she asks, keeping her eyes on the road while I immediately go on my phone and check all the medias because I literally had to live without my phone for a whole 2 hours.

I shrugged, "it was fine, tons of godly talk. Honestly I just wanted to question the teacher about scientific facts and discoveries."

She sighs and it makes me feel a little bad because I know she just wants the best for me and of course for me to get close to God. For the rest of the ride home, she didn't bother talking to me and I just continued to scroll my feeds.

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Once we got home, I went straight to my room and dumped my bag on the floor by my door, when I look up, I see my best friend Chavela/Chavis. Her actual name is Isabell, yet I call her by one of her two Mexican nicknames.

She automatically stands up from sitting on my bed, "come on, we have to goooo!"

She takes my hand and starts to drag me out of the room, I stand my ground and pull her back, "remind me where we're going.."

"Ughhhhhhhhhh," she drags it out dramatically. "We're going to the mall, remember..? We have to start look for homecoming dresses."

"Oh right, then let's go," I mumble while grabbing my wristlet wallet and my phone and keys and putting them in the ass pocket of my jeans. We leave my room and right before I leave the house I tell me mom that I'm going and she says something about God blessing me and being careful.

The ride to the mall was short, it basically consisted of boys and school. We got out of the car and went straight to the food court because we needed fuel for hours of dress searching.

"Taco bell or Wing Stop?" I ask her, she just shrugs and goes off to go order herself pizza, I sigh as I'm torn between the two. "Eeny, meeny, miny, mo.." I whisper to myself as I point to the choices.

"Child," I heard being muttered under a fake cough, I look next to me as I see a tall breadstick.

"That was rude," I mumble and rolled me eyes and got in line for wings. I continued looking at the menu and thought about what I wanted.

"Whatever, only children say that to make decisions," I hear the breadstick's, now, annoying voice.

"Who even are you to be judging me on what I say and do," I roll my eyes again and put my hand on my hip as I looked at him. He was cute but really annoying right now.

"I'm Luke," he give a small smile and puts his hand out for me to shake, I shake my head no and his smile turns into a little frown and puts his hand down.

"Luke? Like one of the 4 apostles..?" I question and move up in the line.

"Who?" he gives me a questioning look. "Oh, you're up," he points up to the cashier.

"Nothing," I mumble. I tell the girl on the other side of the counter what I wanted, paid and said thanks. I move to the side, holding my receipt and waiting for my food.

"Anyway, what's your name?" I sigh as I continue hearing his voice next to me.

"Why are you still here?" I grab my food as I heard my number being called, I grabbed ranch, fork and napkins.

"I don't know really.. I should get going, my friends are probably waiting," he points his thumb behind him to a group of 3 guys, I didn't pay much attention. I gave him a thumbs up and left him alone.

I found Isabell, sat down and began eating and she started talking, "who was that you were talking to?"

"A breadstick that called me a child," I rolled my eyes and continued eating.

"Did you get at him?" I looked up at her and she was looking at me intently, really wanting to know what happened.

"Ew, no thank you. I'm not one to throw myself at boys. They are the least of my concerns."

"But-"

"No buts, Chavela, please."

"Fine, hmph."


A/N: Two chapters!! Hope you all enjoy! :)

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