Lose You Again - The Doctor {3}

Human Nature - Part 1

Farringham School, 1913
A woman in a nurses uniform walked into her room that she shard with her friend. "Oh, Jennifer, dear," The woman's friend said once she saw the woman walking in. "Can you help me with the books?"

The woman turned around and smiled at her friend. It was Jennifer Tyler. "Of course, Joan," She spoke. Joan sighed in relief and handed her some books, "Thank you," She said. "Where do you want to put them?" Jennifer asked.

"At the shelves," Joan replied and they both walked over and placed the books on it. With that they walked out of their room before saying goodbye and walking to different directions.

Jennifer walked in a corridor, "Excuse me, ma'am," A boy said as he walked pass her. She met the handsome teacher, John Smith, who was carrying a large pile of books. "Good morning, Mr. Smith," She said with a soft smile and he dropped a small red book. "There we go," He said.

"Let me help you," Jennifer said but then John placed his feet on the book, "No, no, I've got it, no. Er, how best to retrieve? Tell you what. If you could take these," He said and she took the books from his arms, and he picked up the fallen book.

"No harm done. So, er, how was Jenkins?" He asked. "Oh just a cold. Nothing serious. I think he's missing his mother more than anything," Jennifer replied. "Oh, we can't have that," John said.

"He received a letter this morning, so he's a lot more chipper. I appear to be holding your books," Jennifer stated. "Yes, so you are. Sorry, sorry," He said. "Just let me."

"No, why don't I take half?" Jennifer suggested. "Ah, brilliant idea. Brilliant. Perfect. Division of labour," He agreed as he took half. "We make quite a team," Jennifer said, a small smirk play on her lips. "Don't we just," He said, smiling and she giggled

"So, these books. Were they being taken in any particular direction?" She asked. "Yes. This way," He said and let her walk first before following. They walked side by side in a smaller corridor, "I always say, Nurse Tyler, give the boys a good head of steam, they'll soon wear themselves out," John said.

"You know, we've known each other all of two months, you could even say Jennifer and not Nurse Tyler," Jennifer said. "Jennifer?" John asked, frowning. "That's my name," Jennifer said. "Well, obviously," He said, "Jennifer . . . Tyler." He frowned, where did he heard that?

"And you John, isn't it?" Jennifer asked, snapping him from his thoughts. "Yes, yes, it is, yes," He said as they stopped beside a board at the top of a flight of stairs, "Have you seen this, John? The annual dance at the village hall tomorrow. It's nothing formal, but rather fun by all accounts. Do you think you'll go?" Jennifer asked.

"I hadn't thought about it," He admitted. "I thought about going, I've been asked from some men but I refused," Jennifer said and smiled at him.

John's cheeks started to get pink slightly, should he ask her but what if she will reject him? She was intelligent and a very beautiful woman. He started to back away nervously, "Well, I should imagine that you'd be, er, I mean, I never thought you'd be one for. I mean, there's no reason why you shouldn't. If you do, you may not. I, I probably won't, but even if I did then I couldn't. I mean I wouldn't want to --"

Jennifer raised an eyebrow before looking behind him, "The stairs," She warned. "What about the stairs?" He asked. "They're right behind you," Jennifer said and then he trapped down in a flurry of books and papers. Jennifer gasped and cover one hand on her mouth.

Jennifer took John to his room and stitched the back of his head. He whined and Jennifer hid her smile, "Stop it. I get boys causing less fuss than this," She remarked. "Because it hurts," He comment. Then, his maid, Martha brushed in, "Is he all right?"