Anna. That’s her name. Not many people actually know her because she’s just so anti-social. Or maybe she was just quiet, I don’t know. I saw her a couple years ago on Easter celebration in my church, Miracle Prayer. I was the usher at that time so I pretty much see everyone. I remember her in her white dress, sitting right in the middle of the room with her parents and her little sister, Carly. She’s my best friend now. No one has actually got to know Anna. She kind of sent an alert to everyone not to get any closer to her.
“Beth!” A voice breaks my imagination. It’s Carly. “Hey, Carl, isn’t it a little too early for you to come at this times?” I asked her as I glanced at my watch. 8.43 am. I’ve never seen her arrived earlier than 9.30 before.”My mother will be helping around.” She said as she sat on the chair next to me. “She will be the singer or something, I didn’t catch it.” I glanced at the door and wait for Anna to come in. And she did, ten seconds later. She walks in as fierce as she always been. Somehow, I think people don’t really care about her being around, she just don’t blend in.
“Are you starring at Anna again, Beth?” Carly asked me as she slapped my shoulder lightly. “Just don’t ever tell her, okay?” I asked her back, ignoring her question. “That’s useless, Beth. She always knew.” She what? “She knew I’ve been starring at her all this time, really?” I asked Carly in loud whisper. She might think I’m a lesbian or a stalker or something, Gosh. “She has been looking around, okay?” Carly said, trying to calm me down. “But everyone did that, at least you do.” She said as she slapped my shoulder once more, harder this time. I drew my attention away as I see some of my friends have come. “Surprised!” Carly said, practically screaming into our ears. “I don’t come ‘almost late’ this time. All of you do.” Carly put on a winning smile on her face and make all of us laugh at it. She can be so hilarious sometimes. And that’s why I love her!
This Sunday service went well, as usual. Mr. Sykes bring us the sermon again today, just like any other weeks. He’s the pastor and the founder of this church along with his wife and his two daughters, Marion and Georgia. I attend the same school as them and Carly and, of course, her sister Anna. Believe it or not, she’s the same quiet Anna at school, just as she is in the church. Except that she has a friend named Tara at school. “Hey, Beth.” Marion greeted me just as she never actually knew me before. “Hey, Marion.” I said as I put on a fake smile. I don’t really like her since the day we first met at school. She was wearing the shortest skirt I’ve ever seen in the whole world, shoving Bibles in front of everybody’s face. I just hate her ways, maybe. It just doesn’t suit me.
“So, have you decided who to choose for Students’ President tomorrow?” She asked me. Ah, now I know why, she’s one of the candidates. “Hmm, not exactly, Marion. Have you any suggestions?” I asked her back, waiting for her to scream out her name on me. “Well, I suppose, you know that I am one of the candidates. Maybe you can give me a vote?” Bull’s eye! “I can help you with the services here. I mean, you love to sing aren’t you? I can ask my daddy to put you in schedule more often.” I throw another smile at her. “Just so you know, Marion. This person I’m choosing deserves the place of being that person.” I said to her before I hug her tight, turn my back to her, and walk out the church. Disgusting, disgusting Marion. What did she thought a church is? A place to show off and play Who’s The Boss?
“Beth, we’re going to get some feast!” Carly said. I really don’t feel like eating anything right now. ”Where are you going?” I asked her in mumbles. “I’m not sure. Will you join us?” She asked me back. I knew pretty well that she won’t leave without me, so I have pretty much no choice.