Joseph

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Food in the tray. Pizza and fries on the plate. Something she has chosen for her meal. Reaching to the end of the line after getting her food, putting her ID card into the cash register scanner.

The ID card contains money, acting as her own credit card. Having no card means she may not be able to get the food for her lunch. It would require some negotiations or assistance in ensuring she's able to eat something, without causing any trouble.

Looking around the tables, looking for a place to eat. Wishing for ones where she can be alone but when alone, she hopes no one comes to her. The search doesn't last long, she sees Joseph. Alone in the table, having just started eating his own meal.

She feels incredibly comfortable with the boy. Could approach him, wouldn't hurt. Walking to where his table is located in.

"Joseph!" She calls to him. Joseph looks behind him. Seeing Mary.

"Oh hey Mary."
"May I sit in your table." Joseph smiles.

"Yes please, sit on the opposite side, I'm happy to oblige." Smiling at him. She finds him really cute, and a bit talkative.

Sitting on the opposite side of him, as they start eating their meals. The area is incredibly loud, making it hard for any of them to talk to each other, or hear each other, no matter how loud they make their voices.

"What are you doing here, alone?" She asks.

"After the English lesson, I struggled in making a few friends and some of the people I wanted to sit next too, said no to me. So I'm all alone here." He laughs. A bit sad over the matter.

"Oh same here."

"Guess being alone is something we have in common." Mary doesn't believe him.

"Really! Were you alone for most of the time during Primary." She asks in a funny matter. "No no no. I wasn't alone." She looks at him. She doesn't believe him. She can tell he's alone too, he struggled in making some friends when he was much younger.

Seeing her face, can tell it's obvious she's not believing him about it. Even if he looks active, the fact of being alone seems to bother him and he's denying it through the sound of his voice, as well as his body language. "Okay yes. I didn't really have a lot of friends. Other than my parents, the only friends are have are part of a religious community." Surprising Mary for a while, as well as becoming curious about his life, despite their young age.

"A religious community."

"Yeah, I don't really want to say the name. It's probably why a lot of people didn't want to be my friend. But I learned to live through that." Despite the feeling becoming a bit of a bother for him, being lonely doesn't seem to affect him. 

Even if people chose not to be his friend, he never holds them with ill regard. He understands their reasons but his parents helped him accept it and understand that there will be people who will choose not to be friends with him, or bully him due to his religious upbringing. Despite his upbringing, his parents do wish he still lives his own life, rather through the traditions of his religion.

"Okay..." They both continue with their meals. Joseph looks at her, seeing her eat her pizza in a rush.

"The way you're eating your food, tells me there's something... sad about yourself." Mary wished to lie about her sadness. But looking at Joseph, even by talking to him, she feels safe. He doesn't seem like the type of person who would do anything mean towards her.

Mary would reveal her time in Primary. She reveals about herself usually being the quiet kid in every class she's in, as well as being the student who will do anything to make her teachers proud. She's also smart too. Getting high grades in most subjects, except Religious Education which isn't her best subject.

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