This Is Our Sweet Blasphemy

Wild&Running

It’s been a week since I’ve been in this prison, and I’m already in advanced History and English. I’ve also gotten many more hours of detention; when Andrew says that I’m going to help him clean up, he actually means that I’m going to clean up by myself. Macy’s back and keeping her distance, I prefer it that way. Ivy is always by my side, she’s a nice girl, but she really needs to build up more confidence in herself, she’s amazing and she doesn’t even know it. I’ve only been to the principal’s office once because the teacher thought I was skipping class when in reality I was lost and ended up in the janitor’s closet instead of Geography.

It’s finally Friday, the only thing that annoys me is that if you can’t or don’t want to go home for the weekend, then you have to stay within the school premises. Though I think we both know that that is not going to happen.

I managed to not get any hours of detention for today (I didn’t even ask the priest to fuck off today so I guess I did well). We already had dinner and people were preparing themselves for either two things: 1- to go to sleep or 2- playing truth or dare in someone’s room. I would normally accept a game of truth or dare but since all these girls are preppy goody-two-shoes I didn’t even know what their dares would be, but I think it might be like when I was 11.

I had my CTE tee and some skinny, ripped black jeans. My black converses were worn out and I desperately needed to buy new ones. I was putting on my eyeliner and preparing my hair while Ivy watched me, she was sitting on her bed with her pyjamas on. I looked at her reflection in the mirror.

“Why don’t you go play truth or dare with the others?” I’d already explained where I was going and she understood how I worked, she was a bit shocked at first when I told her I was going outside the school alone though. She wasn’t going to hold me back, but she sure wasn’t going with me. She shook her head in response.

“I’m not that close to them, I don’t think they’d want me…” She looked away from me and started picking at the laces of her pj’s. I swear this girl doesn’t know how much she’s worth.
“I think it’s better than staying here all alone.” I gave her a sympathetic look, but I quickly took it off because I never liked it when people did that to me so I’m not going to do it to her.

“No, it’s okay really, I think I’m just going to read a little…” while she was talking she was picking up a book with a red cover, I couldn’t read the title, but I was hoping it wasn’t a Bible or I’d throw out and give her magazine or something.

She leaned against the wall her bed was against and opened the book. I went back to my messy hair and finally got it to behave. I got my small purse and jacket and told Ivy that if she needed anything she could call me. I was treating her like my little sister. I should stop that.

I closed the door and made my way out silently. I got Ivy to tell me where the security cameras were and I avoided them knowingly. She also told me there was a small door at the back of the church nobody but the priest took, it was almost always open, if it wasn’t I could easily jump it. I finally saw the door and approached it, I pushed it slowly, in case it creaked too much and the priest was still awake. It opened and I was free.

I closed the door reminding myself where it was so when I came back I didn’t have to circle the entire premises.

I was finally out. I felt so free. I could tell people to go fuck themselves without preoccupying myself with hours of detention. I looked for a bus stop nearby, I found one and went there, I didn’t know where there would be some pubs, so I guess I’m just going to go the center of London and see what I can find. My bus finally arrived and I went inside, paying a ticket and sat down in the back, the bus wasn’t that full as I thought it would be, since it’s Friday night and all…

At the next stop, a boy about my age with brown hair and brown eyes entered and passed his bus card. He looked at me and came to sit by my side. He had a wide smile, almost grinning. He was cute.

“Hi, are you new around here?” the boy asked, I nodded.

“Yeah…” I didn’t know who this boy was, yeah he was cute but still, I learned that people, even cute people, can be a bit dangerous sometimes.

“My name’s Alex.” He said “What are you doing around all alone?” I smiled a little, but not so much because I didn’t want Alex to think I liked him or anything.

“Victoria. I’m looking for a pub or something…” he nodded and got up.

“Come with me then, I’m heading to this pub with my boyfriend, I could show you around if you like?” okay, I admit when he said ‘boyfriend’ my eyebrows shot up slightly in surprise, though the thought of him being gay and in a relationship eased my mind a little. At least now I knew he didn’t want to get into my pants or anything.

I smiled “Yeah, that could be fun.” I got up when the bus stopped and followed him outside.
Alex was a really excited person; he liked cracking jokes and I really liked talking to him. He was cool and a bit immature, but that was okay because he was immature in a fun way. We walked for a few minutes just talking and laughing, he didn’t ask any personal questions about me, which I appreciated because I really wasn’t in the mood the say that my parents hated me and sent me here to become catholic even though I’m agnostic.

We arrived at a pub, there was an immense line and I was wondering how we would ever get inside but Alex just walked up to the front and talked to the security guy. He told him his name and they shook hands, which left me confused, was Alex that popular around here? Was that why he knew I was new?

Alex told the man I was with him and I smiled lightly, we entered with a few people in the line glaring at us. The pub was full of people, there was a nice ambiance and a smell of alcohol filled the air. Just being inside made me want to laugh and have a good time. Alex knew where the good places were. Every time I’d go out, I’d call him.

Alex went to the bar and sat down next to another guy, I sat next to him. The guy beside Alex put his arm around his shoulder and faced me, smiling. “Hello, my name’s Jack, I see Alex brought you in, that must mean you’re awesome.” He playfully winked at me and I grinned.

“My name is Victoria, I’m new around here. I’d take it you’re Alex’s boyfriend?” He nodded; we had to shout slightly because of the noise surrounding us.

“I’m stuck with this ass.” He replied, all the while smiling. His smile was contagious. Alex hit his arm softly.

“Don’t even try to pretend you don’t love this ass.” He pointed at his butt and Jack and I laughed, Jack rolled his eyes in response.

We kept talking, and drinking beer, I was sure to bring my id card in case I was stopped or whatever, but since everyone knew Alex and Jack, I didn’t even need it.We ended up finding a little booth to sit in and we continued our conversation about the best drinks in the world there. Alex sat by my side and Jack sat in front of me. They were partially drunk, which made them funnier than ever. I was taking it slow on the alcohol because when I’m drunk I can get pretty noisy and that wouldn’t help me sneaking back in school. So I was sure to keep a cup of water next to me.

“Hey Vic, did you know Jack lost his shoe in the train one day?” he slurred his words a bit and I just laughed, how could someone lose their shoe?

“Noooooo! Don’t tell her that, it was embarrassing!” Alex laughed with me at Jack’s protests.
“Hey hey, Alex, where’s the restroom here? I gotta pee!” he smiled.

“Over there, watch out for the toilet snack!” he pointed to a corner and started laughing his ass off along with Jack, who looked at me and mouthed ‘snack?’ with a confused look, I started laughing too because I guess Alex wanted to say ‘snake’, but his drunk brain said snack.

I stood and turned to where Alex said the bathroom would be. That’s when I saw a tall boy, dressed in black, with a black leather jacket; his piercing blue eyes were scanning the bar and finally landed on me. He just stood there, looking at me, and I stood paralyzed, looking back. I felt Alex’s arms around my shoulders, he whispered in my ear “He’s hot.” I guessed he was looking to where I was looking.

“Yeah,” I replied “and he’s going to kick my ass.”