the story of mary magdalene

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It was currently two weeks since Mary and Blaine had watched the sunset. School had started, and Mary had been running around like crazy to try and adapt to her new school schedule. It was four-o'clock, and Mary, Blaine, and a girl from their class named Ellen, were sitting together in the dorm lounge.

"It's not even a full week of school, and my calculus teacher already have me a drop form," Mary cries.

Blaine eyes her confusedly. "Why would any teacher give the smartest girl ever a drop form already?"

"I guess I'm a disruption to class," she says. "They sure do teach stuff differently up here."

"It just takes a little time to adapt," the blonde-haired, blue-eyed, beautiful girl, named Ellen says.

Since the late night they kissed, Mary has been treating Blaine no different than how she met him. For Blaine, he felt the kiss changed his outlook on her. It was the most beautiful kiss he's ever had, with the most beautiful girl he's ever seen. He liked her. A lot. He thought about her all of the time. But Mary? Mary Magdalene? She didn't do any of that. Her best friend. That's what he was to her. Just a best friend who gave her the first kiss she's ever had. And she didn't think that was supposed to mean anything to her. She thought that she kissed him, and it was over. That'd never happen again.

"I have a biology test to study for," Ellen says, standing with her books in her arms. "I'll see you two later?"

Blaine and Mary both simultaneously nodded and waved goodbye to Ellen. The two sat in silence for a bit before Blaine had an idea of what he wanted to do with Mary tonight. "Want to go out tonight?"

"To where?" Mary says. "Isn't a lot of stuff around here crowded on a Friday night?"

"Actually, not really," Blaine shrugs. "I thought I could show you a little dating experience."

Mary smiles. "What's that consist of?"

"You know," Blaine continues, "if a guy were to ever take you on a date, I want to show you what and what not to do."

Mary smirks and nods. "So, where are we going?"

"Only one of the nicest restaurants you'll ever find on campus," Blaine says.

Mary slouches and frowns. "You told me that's where every first date is."

Blaine smiles confusedly. "Yeah, I know, that's why I'm gonna take you to dinner so you can--"

"C'mon, Blaine," she says. "If I ever date a guy, we are doing something fun on the first date, not some silly dinner where we are supposed to get to know each other."

"And how do you suppose a couple can have fun and get to know each other at the same time?"

"It's the way to get to know each other," Mary shrugs. "You don't want to sit there and listen to a person's job, and how much money they make, and where they live, and their family background story, and all that ugly shit. That's boring. You want to get to know their laugh, and their smile, and how they react to certain things, or how much fun they are to be around. It keeps two people interested. If you keep doing and telling the same small sad story, you're just going to live the same small sad life."

And those words stuck in Blaine's head forever. He kept replaying Mary's words in his head over and over. He was appalled by what she had said. "For a girl who never knew anything about relationships, that was some wise dating advice."

Mary smiles and shrugs. "It's not just for dating, it's just common sense. Do the unusual, you know?"

Blaine nods slowly and says, "So, what do you want to do, then?"