Maia's POV:
As I walk into school, I clutch my cross necklace and beg my eyes not to linger on ravioli's newest crop top. If Jesus knew I liked girls...
I can't even think about it.
I continue walking to first period, just waiting to harass someone about my religion...but ravioli walks in, and god, I cannot breathe. I stare at her prostitute like outfit in awe...until Mr up in the air appears.
"Ravioli...your grades are...questionable. I have an idea for...extra credit." Mr UITA (acronym for his long a- I mean ahhhh name! He begins to walk ravioli away, and I sulk. I knew my sinfulness would be prevented...but it felt...FREEING. As my mouth dropped as ravioli strutted out of the gym, I felt my sister, Scara, grab my shoulder.
"Maia, come on! We need to go pray. What are you staring at?!" Scara says, jabbing at my side. I flinch and try to come up with an excuse.
"Uhhh...the clock!!! For praying time!" I yelp, noticing a clock in the general direction of where ravioli was headed. Scara nods, satisfied with my answer, and pulls me to the locker room to pray. We sit on the old, rocky benches, and take in the scent of body odor as we pray silently. I pray not to go to hell because I think ravioli is hot. After about ten minutes, the heater makes the smell of BO so strong that Scara and I evacuate back to the gym...where ravioli is waiting for me.
Ravioli's POV:
As Maia walks back into the room, I smirk, and block her path. I whip my hair and put my hand on my hip, resisting the urge to flash everybody and EVERYTHING.
"So...Maia cricket, hm? You're the little Christian girl, right? You really grew into your little skinny jeans, I see." I smile deviously and begin to fiddle with her cross necklace, just knowing how desperately she wants me. She looks up at me, star stuck, not saying anything until she quickly pulls away.
"I...I'm...yes, I am Christian. Are you? I'd assume..." she looks down at my chest, flushing, and looks back at me. "N-not." She finished. I adjust my tank to sit just a bit lower on my chest, and flash her a smile. I see Maia's eyes drop even further.
After gym, when we grab our bags, Maia begins to look at her Chromebook, her only line of communication, and walks up to me.
"um...Ravioli...I-since we seem like...good friends...now...I-here's my email." Maia says, shoving her Chromebook in my face with Gmail on the screen. I look at it, puzzled (I only comprehend what I want to, aka my bra size) but nod.
"ok then...cool, I guess." I say smoothly, and begin to walk out, until SHIZE GAO PUSHES ME INTO THE POOL! I screech aggressively, until someone swoops me in their arms and brings me to life...And I wake up to Maia Cricket...
GIVING ME MOUTH TO MOUTH CPR. Then....I realize. This is the perfect opportunity for clout. I slam my lips onto hers impulsively...but realize she's kissing me back. Soon, Mr. Up-in-the-air forces us apart and begins to pull me towards him...but I run back. I grope Maia's hand and we run to the infamous BO locker room...but then I realize...I can't choose. Mr UITA is...the older man. But Maia...she's just a closeted gay. both very easy types of people to manipulate. my favorite!
But I have a realization.
"Maia...I don't know if it was your bible breath...seeing death...or tiktok...but I saw god. and he told me to choose you. now." (not in book but for context I AM CHRISTIAN I AM NOT MAKING FUN OF RELIGION DONT CANCEL ME THIS IS GENUINELY HOW IRL RAVIOLI ACTS)
"Imma love my neighbor NOW." Maia rumbles...
And that's the day we fell in love...with eachother and JESOOS.
