Mary's

7

Here I am again waiting for Kurt to come. Today is the fifth time he is late, I try to shrugg it off because being late is normal thing. Even if a person is always punctual, there will be times when they can't avoid being late.

I reread his message saying that he is on his way but that was an hour and a half ago already. His school was just a twenty minute walk away from ours and he doesn't do walking. If there was heavy traffic, which doesn't happen on a Friday at three in the afternoon, he would have surely arrived by now.

A message from Kaye appeared on the screen. 'Hey you have been there long enough. Go home. I've been looking at you for the last thirty minutes. Look up. 3rd level.'

I felt a bit embarrassed but she's my friend so there was nothing to worry about. I look up to the building on the other side of the street. There she is with her boyfriend, smiling at me but her eyes show pity. I wave at her with a smile. She shooed me away telling me to go. If she wasn't here now I would probably wait for another hour. I nodded my head then walked away.

I felt heavy because this was the first time he flaked. It's not like I don't care. I called him five times but he didn't answer any of them.

The line at our station was already long so I stood there, thinking of Kurt. I tried to avoid negative thoughts but I couldn't help it. I couldn't reach him also so there was no clue of where to find him.

"Miss? Kindly move forward." A light tap on my shoulder popped my bubble. I looked back and saw a man around my age ushering me to move. My feet automatically walked forward.

Okay that was embarrassing! If only Kurt was here then he would've made sure I'm in line. That thought made me even more sad. He isn't here for the first time even before we started dating. I got used to him by my side really fast and it's not good. It's not good that I miss him already, that I wish he was here holding my hand, that I wish he was holding my bag and his right arm on my shoulder.

I felt another tap on my shoulder. "You seem pretty distracted miss, go in already." The boy at the back told me. I said an apology before entering the ride. I was glad that a spot beside the window was empty. I sat then another person sat beside me. I was busy opening the window so I couldn't care less who my seat mate is.

"Miss can you close it instead? I'm a little cold here." Okay now this boy is starting to annoy me. "Sorry mister no can do." I am also not wearing a jacket today and it really is cold but I like it that way. He shuts his mouth and used his bag to cover his hands. I secretly rolled my eyes at him. It's not going to work idiot!

I close my eyes to rest for a while but not long after I felt a shivering ice cold skin which made me open my eyes. I look to my side and saw him rubbing his hands together. He really is cold huh?

Guilt took over me and before I knew it, I have already closed the window.

"T-thanks." he softly says. "Thanks too, for not yelling at me earlier. I respect you for that." He nods and smile. "No biggie, you really looked pre-occupied and my mother taught me values sooo I guess we're even now?"

That's really charming for boys to have good values. I'm a sucker for that.

I nod my head. "Yeah, I suppose we are." He offered a handshake, which is very unexpected. With a tight smile, I reach for his hand. Okay holding his hand feels cold, obviously, and... weird. "Mickey."

"What?"

"My name's Mickey."

Okay one question, why is he telling me his name?

"Mary." And why am I telling him mine?

"That's such a common name for a woman, it suits you though." This is straight out flirting. Such a turn off. That's the phrases I should be thinking of and I should be pissed. But then here I am blushing. Did I mention we were still holding hands?

I pull my hand and pretended to rub my arms with my palms. I'm not cold, it's just awkward to hold another man's hand while I am seeing someone. It is not good to look at.

"Thank you... again."

Not a word was said and the awkward atmosphere, I don't know if it's just me or what?, started to become normal. Like I was just sitting alone.

Then it was his time to go. Before he left, he waved at me and bid good bye like we were some friends or something. I just looked at him until he was out.

That never happened before. I shrug my shoulders. It seems like a lot of events have been happening for the first time lately. Not that I am complaining but it totally is weird.

I reached home and there is my grandmother once again on her daily tantrum. My mom and I shared a knowing look. We are really fed up with my karen of a grandmother but we can't do anything about it. We still care for her, she is family after all.

"I'm glad you are home Mary, I saw the news earlier. I don't want you to be like them sluts out there you hear me?"

I just nod my head at her harsh words. Calling people names is one of the things I don't like about her but I try to endure it instead.

I go up to my room because I have to finish a report for my Monday presentation.

In the middle of fixing my report Rose called.

"Hey?" As far as I know there is no group work today. "I heard what happened." We went silent for a couple of seconds before Rose told me it's okay and not to worry about it. It made me feel a little relieved that she didn't think something was wrong. She ended the call and as if on cue a message from Kurt popped.

I excitedly tapped on the message and read it. His message instantly made me freeze from shock. I can't believe this! I just can't move no matter how I tell myself to do so.