the story of mary magdalene

ii

"And please, Mary, don't forget to--"

"Mom," Mary begs her mother to stop making sure she has everything. "I'll be okay, I promise. You don't have to worry."

Mrs. Nash giggled. "I know. I just don't want you to leave me all alone."

"You're not alone, Mummy," she snickers. "You have Michael when he graduates college this year. And you have Fluffy, which I'm sad that I can't bring her here."

"Fluffy is your cat," Mrs. Nash smirks and playfully rolls her eyes. "I do not want to be around her."

Mary smiles and says, "Just promise me you won't forget to feed her, like you did to Ciara."

Mrs. Nash shakes her head. "I love you, Mary Magdalene. Be safe, okay?"

"I love you, too, Mom," she says. "I have to go."

She gives Mary one last wave before yelling, "Knock 'em dead, Mary Magdalene!"

Mary smiled and shook her head as she walked into her new dorm. She had a paper in her hand, more like a map, to show her to her own dorm. Mary didn't look at the signs when she came in, so she has no idea where she was going.

Sifting through the halls with her eyes fixated on the TRA map. As she was waking down the hall, she bumped into another boy, dropping all of her bags and the map, that slid under the door of another dorm.

"Oh my, I am so sorry," the boy with dark brown hair, and bright blue eyes, says. "Didn't realize you were there."

"It's okay," Mary says while giggling lightly. "I, uhm, I'm a little lost."

"New dorm this semester?" he asks.

Mary smiles. "I'm new to everything here."

"Ah," the boy says. "I'm Blaine. I've been here for most of my life, I'll help you around."

"Thanks," she says and sighs in a ball of relief. "I'm Mary."

"Like Miss Mary Mac," he laughs, "or Mary Magdalene." Blaine busts into little fits of laughter as Mary smiles at the name all of her family still calls her.

"It's funny," she says, "my mom actually calls me Mary Magdalene."

Blaine nods and smiles, eyeing Mary for the longest time. She's so cute, Blaine thought while looking at Mary.

"Well, I'm in the Bayer building, room 236," Mary says, breaking the silence.

Blaine snaps back to reality and says, "Right. I'll show you there."

The two fifteen year olds walk off to the Bayer building, talking and laughing, and Mary was socializing like never before. And that was interesting for Mary, because the poor girl hardly ever talks.

After he showed her to her dorm room, the rest of the Sunday afternoon and night, Blaine and Mary sat near the TRA fountain and talked.

It had only been a series of hours, but Blaine felt like he really liked this girl. But the one thing that Blaine doesn't know, is that Mary isn't familiar with the butterflies-in-her-stomach and heart-jumping-to-her-throat feeling.