You followed every single rule of God. You read the Bible over and over again, prayed every single day, and did charity work for the church. You were A saint.

Right now, you were sitting in the completely empty classroom. It was lunch break, and everyone was out, but of course, you were reading the Bible.

As you sat there, someone came into the room, Ellie Williams. She had just arrived at school and, as always, was late. She was what you would call a sinner.

She immediately spotted you and smirked slightly. Before dropping her bag at her desk, she started slowly walking towards you. Hearing her footsteps, you lifted your eyes, locking them with hers. And there it was again, that tension. As she reached you, she knelt slightly in front of your desk to be at eye level with you.

“You should probably run away from me.” She whispered, her gaze on you intense.

“I’m not scared of you, Ellie.” You whispered back, feeling that familiar pull in your stomach, the one that you always felt when she looked at you or spoke to you like this.

“Maybe you should be.” She replied, her smirk growing. “Stop it…” you whispered, though even you didn’t fully believe your own words.

She always did this. Ellie always flirted with you, she just loved the look in your eyes to much, the look of wanting to give in to her.

“I’d love to see what you could take.” She murmured as she took the Bible out of your hands and leaned over your desk, coming far too close to you.