Different

chapter two

Clem was just settling back into her home life when her mother suggested she start going to church again. Clem had never really been as invested to the whole concept of "God" as the rest of her family, but to make her mother happy, she went.
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"Mom, I don't wanna go in. I don't know anyone here."
"So make friends Clem. Doesn't your one friend..what's his name. Michael! He goes here, you know him! Talk to him. It'll be fine."
Clementine just shrugged and got out of the car. She stood in front of the old building, sizing it up to herself.

"Let's get this over with." She mumbled to herself.

She walked through a heavy metal door only to see more stairs. God, these people fucking love stairs. Closer to God.
"Aye! Welcome! Glad to see you!" Clementine looked up and saw a young man about 25. He had a slight beard and looked like he was trying way to hard to stay young. "I'm Corey, I'm the youth pastor! I don't think we've met." He was smiling so much it began to give Clementine a scare.

"Uh, yeah my friend Michael goes here. I'm Clementine." She looked down to see his hand stretched out to her.

"Happy to meet you, Clementine!"
Clem walked fast toward the next door, which she assumed led to the room in which the service would be held. Her eyes scanned the vaguely lit room. All that was lighting the room was strands of faerie lights and a few colored spotlights pointing at the stage. She was about to take her phone out and call her mom, but to her dismay she saw a mop of pink hair heading towards her.

"Clem! What are you doing here? When did you even get out?" Michael exclaimed happily. Clem just stood still her black boots.

"My mom wanted me to come to church after...all that. Uh, yeah I got out on Saturday, now I'm here. " Clem stood awkwardly waiting for him to
answer.

"Well, I'm glad your back!" Before Clem could interject Michaels arms were wrapped around her. While she waited for the whole thing to be over she let her eyes wander. Coffee bar. Band equipment. Chairs. Cute blonde. Her breath hitched when she saw him. She pushed Michael off her, and turned him around.

"Hey, uh, who's that?"
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AN
So, this chapter is kind of boring, sry, but I promise it's getting somewhere. also, all of this is based off of real stuff. I tried my best to describe what my youth group looks like and "Michael"
really is a friend of mine, his name is Anthony. so yeah I hope you like this