13 August 2012 fiction, Untitled, unfinished

Hi. um, I was compelled to write this while in religion class. actually, I kind of wanted to see this idea put into a sitcom that I would be able to watch. But then I realized, hey, I’m gonna be daringly different, let me just do this myself!

So that’s what I’m doing. I’m going to write a story of the annunciation. (that was the thing where the angel Gabriel came, right?) well I’m going to do a modern-twist on Mary’s story, how she would be judged, etc., if that kind of thing happened in this day and age. I’m not entirely sure how I’m going to make her character yet, so I’ll try it out first as a nice Catholic Schoolgirl like me. ok.

            The bell rang sharply, shattering Mary’s daydream, and quickly forcing her into reality—and her pencil to the ground. Mary sighed, and bent over to pick it up, feeling her phone vibrate in her pocket. She gathered her books together and wondered who was texting her. Was it Joey? She tried not to get her hopes up, but had trouble, as she had been waiting all week for him to text her. She had, after all, given him her number two Fridays ago.

            Mary forced herself to be calm until she walked to her locker, and opened it, packing all her homework into her backpack. As she gathered her backpack around her shoulders, she pulled her phone from her pocket and clicked on the new message. “hey (:” it said, from an unidentifiable number.

            It’s him! She thought. “Who is thiss?”She sent quickly, trying to appear as cool as possible, as if she gave guys her number all the time. As she slammed her locker closed, her best friend Liz walked up to her. “Hey gurrrrrl!” Liz drawled.

“Hi Liz.”

“Did you get my tweet? I sent it to you last class!”

“No, I had Donnell, you know how much of a Nazi she is. There’s no way I could have hidden my phone well enough to check anything.”

“Oh. Well when you go see it, you’re gonna laugh. It’s about Jenny, and how she totally got plastered this weekend. She like, threw up all over herself apparently, and Jeremy had to help her, like get home. But I was totally discreet, I know she follows me anyway. You’re gonna laugh, you just have to go see it.”

Mary rolled her eyes. Sometimes she wondered if there were bigger and better things to do than worry about the stupid party drama that happened every weekend. Jenny got plastered every other weekend, that wasn’t really new news. And Liz talked about it like it was something new and exciting.

“Yeah, I’ll check when I get home, I don’t feel like wasting the rest of my battery to try and get twitter loaded right now.”

“Yeah, whatever.” Liz said. “Hey, did you hear what happened to Nina yesterday? Her dad’s friend totally hit on her. What a creep, she’s fifteen and he’s like forty-nine.”

Mary laughed. “Seriously? Gross.” All of a sudden she felt her phone vibrate again, and her heart skipped a beat. She pulled it out, and checked the messages. “lol it’s Joey”. “Oh, hey! What’s up?” she sent back, unable to hide the smile from creeping onto her face. It took her a second to realize that Liz had fallen silent, and she noticed Liz was staring at her as she looked up from her phone screen.

“Um, hello? What was that? Or, more importantly, who was that?” Liz asked questioningly.

“Oh, nobody.”

“No that was somebody. Just look at how you reacted, with the little smile and everything. Oh my god, was it Joey, that kid from the party two weeks ago?”

Mary just smiled.

“Yeah, it was, you guys are totally gonna be lovers now. You are welcome for introducing you, but you can save your thank-you’s for when I’m your maid of honor at your guys’s wedding.”

Mary laughed. “Liz, it’s nothing, really. All he said was hey. It’s not even an important conversation. And I have no idea if I want to marry him, I barely know him!”

“As long as you save your virgin status, promise me.” Liz’s face got serious. “Seriously, this is something I want you to promise me. Don’t just lose it for some guy. That’s where babies come from, and I don’t want my best friend to become a baby mama. Okay?”

“Okay, I promise Liz. Don’t worry, I’m a big girl now, I know what to do. Until marriage, I know we made a promise.”