#kfjinx

"You're going to Hell!" The guy with the bibles was screaming at a gay couple. I kept my head down and prayed he didn't see me. I was a tiny pale girl with pink hair. He was probably not going to be a fan of me.

"Hey! You!" I could feel him chasing after me. "You can't hide from the Lord!"

I braced myself and stopped, turning to face him. "What do you want?" My black lipstick and smokey eye helped my bitch face seem menacing. I didn't want to deal with this today.

"You desperately need Jesus. You're dressed like you've just left the pole, and you've clearly got some other problems." He declared.

I stared at him, in shock about what he had said to me. I was wearing a white crop top, matching white maxi skirt with slits on either side, sandals, and lots of gold jewelry. It wasn't inappropriate, but honestly it wasn't his business. "I don't see how my clothes are any of you're business?"

"You will not escape the Lord's words, you will come to regret not accepting him!" He was getting aggressively closer and louder. He launched into a monologue about Hell and the sinners of the world.

I desperately searched for an escape route, but couldn't find any. He would follow me any direction I went. What's up with these Bible thumpers anyway? Why are they such assholes?

"Dude, leave her alone." A male voice called out. "I'm pretty sure the cardinal rule of religion is that you're not supposed to judge or be mean. What would Jesus think of you right now?”

The Bible guy stepped back and turned. I peered around him to spot a slightly familiar guy. He had lots of freckles and fiery hair. He held up his hand when the Bible guy tried to talk, "go yell at a tree or something." He walked over to me, "I'll walk you to class."

"Thanks." I sighed as we started walking.

"No problem," he smiled at me. "I'm Wally."

"Jinx," I responded.

"That's a pretty cool name. Do you wanna get a coffee after school, talk about Jesus and the like?" I must have looked scared because he laughed, "okay I'm kidding about the Jesus part."

"Yeah, coffee sounds awesome. My last class ends at 2." I responded as we got to my class.