HIGH BEFORE HOMEROOM by MAYA SLOAN

Author:MAYA SLOAN
Language: eng
Format: epub
Publisher: GALLERY BOOKS
Published: 2010-07-15T00:00:00+00:00

“But your mom doesn’t mind that you’re here?”

Angela makes that sound again. “She thinks I’m on a church group retreat!”

“She believes that?”

“Sure. Besides, my youth pastor will cover for me. Tina. She’s the big old dyke and she’s in love with me. She’ll do whatever I say. I mean, my mom thinks I’m the perfect daughter. I am. I read the Bible every day. That’s not even an assignment. I do it to make her happy.”

“The Bible?”

“Sure, silly. I’ve got it practically memorized.”

“No way. I don’t believe you.”

“I do! I swear! Want to hear some?”

“I’m not sure—”

She untangles herself from my grip and stands facing me. She clasps her hands in front of her. “Give me a subject.”

“What kind of subject?”

“Anything, silly.” Behind her, the black-cape girl has moved on to an impromptu floor routine. She rolls around and writhes. She twitches her pelvis like she is getting fucked by a ghost. For some reason, I think of Casper. She’s getting fucked by Casper the ghost. No one pays much attention. Someone, in another room, has started playing the drums, even though they don’t know how. No one seems to mind.

“How about Jesus?” I say. I was never much on religion. I mean, I like getting shit on Christmas. But it seems kind of crazy to me that all these people believe in some big guy who lives in the clouds and watches us and has opinions. Believing in Jesus just seems strange. Like believing that Sesame Street is a real place and Oscar the Grouch is a real dude and not a green furball with a guy’s hand up his ass. Besides, if he was real, this big gray guy sitting up in the sky and making shit happen, why would he make guys like Ronan? Why would he give morons so much power?

“Well?” She’s watching me.

“Well what?”

“What about Jesus? I mean, that’s kind of a big topic.”

I try to think of something. My brain is a spinning top. A kaleidoscope. “How he loves us. How he loves the little children.”

“I could do that with my eyes closed. Gimme something harder.”

“How he wants us to be good?”

She sighs and blows her bangs out of her eyes. “Too easy.” She looks so cute standing there. Her skirt is very short. I wonder what her panties look like. I wonder if she’s wearing any at all.

“How about sex?”

“What about sex?” she says innocently.

“Dirty sex,” I say because the filter between my brain and my mouth evaporated several beers ago. Besides, I’m the kind of guy who can say anything he wants. A big guy. I wonder if I should buy a Soloflex machine. No, just some weights. Free weights are hard-core. That’s what they use in prison. She looks at the wall above my head, as though it is a congregation. She smiles an innocent, little smile. I imagine my dick in her innocent, little mouth.

“ ‘For she is not my wife, and I am not her husband. And let her put away her harlotry from her face.

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