I thought about the things Kevin said, I thought about the deal, I thought about everything and anything Kevin related. And when my mind wanted a break from all things Kevin I would think of something completely unrelated to him and then slowly trace it back to him. He was the only person who ever listened to me, the only person who didn't see me for my body or my face, he saw me for my emotions. He was the closest friend I've had and we just started talking a few hours ago.
He was heading to the church with Arnold, maybe this was a chance for me to really experience the Mormon religion, and I'll also see Kevin. I was under dressed, leggings and a red crop top weren't exactly Church attire, it was 4:32 and mass started at 5:00, I had to slip into something quickly. I threw on a black dress that had a sweetheart neckline that was tight on top, a float towards the bottom. It cascaded down to my knees. But since it was strapless I decided to put on a little white shawl, and some white flats.
I looked at myself, usually my goal was to show as much skin as possible, but here I was, shoulders and legs covered with only a small amount of knee sticking out from the dress. I was still showing cleavage though, baby steps I guess.
-elder price POV-
I was sitting alone in a pew in an almost empty church. It was about 15 minutes till mass starts and elder Cunningham was in the bathroom. I couldn't shake (y/n) from my mind, she went from being so mean to trusting and caring. I think I mi- "hi stranger" a voice said, tapping on my shoulder, I turn around and see (y/n). "Is this seat taken?" She says laughing a little. "It is now" I say patting at the spot next to me.
"What are you doing here?!" I say surprised and happy and confused and all other emotions. "I wanted to give the Mormon thing a try, it seems to be working well for you." She says, I swallow hard, this is because of me. I'm changing her life for the better, but little does she know that she's changing mine. She doesn't know how badly I wanna move a little closer to her and hug her like before. I loved her in high school, all of freshmen year before she was popular. I starred at her with her wide rimmed glasses and comfy sweaters and messy buns. The way she cared about her study's and would get flustered when the teacher called on her.
But the summer going into sophomore year she changed, her skirts got shorter, her hair got longer, glasses were replaced with contacts and soon enough boys were swarming her. She changed along with her looks to fit the persona that people saw her as. Like she said before, it was her parents pressure to be perfect, I get that too. My parents all always on my case to be the perfect Mormon, but sometimes I just wanna quit and sit down with a cup of coffee. But I know it will all be worth it when the day comes, someday.
"I know I'm not exactly wearing mormon attire, but baby steps!" She says with a warm smile, "no, no it's good, other than your..." I say motioning to her cleavage, "yeah" she said looking down ashamed, "I knew you'd have a problem with that." "No, I don't have a problem at all, it's fine! Your fine!" I say stuttering, she raises an eyebrow and then laughs. "Mass is starting" (y/n) whispers, her gorgeous eyes look me up and down. "What are you thinking about" she whispers in my ear, I feel her breath on my neck and shiver a little. "Nothing, just life." I whisper back to her in her ear, she shivers the same way I did. Maybe she feels the same way.
-your POV-
I shiver when he whispers in my ear, and he did the same for me. I quickly look away and look at the man speaking up front, Kevin looks so engrossed in his words. My mind goes elsewhere though. I start thinking about my feelings for Kevin, maybe I don't see him as a friend. Maybe something a little more, but that's stupid, isn't it? Me and a Mormon who has probably never even had his first kiss. He was attractive though, the kind of guy that when you passed on the streets you avoided eye contact with cause he made you insecure. The kind of guy that makes you melt when you think of his goodness and his kind words.
I have a crush. A small one. It'll probably pass, maybe this is what having a best friend feels like? I wouldn't know because I've never had one, so I guess that's what it is.
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The service was almost over and the original man came up front again and made an announcement, "I would like to congratulate our future missionaries! As their first week of training comes to a close, I can already tell they are growing in to fine young men. Today was their first time going door to door spreading the word of our religion. But I would like to call up our most successful missionary-to-be, Elder price!" He says, Kevin looks shocked and humbled at the same time as he walks down the aisle to the front. "Hello everyone, I am Elder Price and I would just like to say that this religion has always been a huge part of my life and I look forward to further emerging myself in the ways of Mormon life." He says with a smile, and with that he goes back to sit down and the man makes another announcement, "elder price, along with our other young Mormon men will be going off on their 2 year sacrifice in a two months and one week!" He says happily, what two year sacrifice? Going off? "They will be traveling to different parts of the world to complete their mission, see the bulletin in the lobby for the rest of the names of our elders! We wish them the best of luck in the rest of their training! Have a goodnight everyone!" He says, and with that everyone is up and walking to the door.
"You never told me about a two year mission!" I say angrily, "I didn't think I had to! I didn't think you'd care since we literally just started taking" he said calmly, "yea, that's true. It's just that you're the closest friend that I have right now, and by the time that you leave we'll probably be even closer, and it's gonna hurt." I said, "even closer?" He questioned, "I mean know more about each other, as friends" I say, adding the last part in fast.
"Wanna join my family and I for dinner? We have dinner together after every Sunday mass." He says with a bright smile. "I'd love to." I say, and with that we walk out of the church together and to his house.
