Meet Mary

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*Mary
'Omg look at those eyes'
Mary knew she wasn't supposed to be thinking like that but who could help it. No one. As in look at him. It's Jason Cardy I'm talking about here.

Mary has had a crush on him since she was what? Ten??? He was freaking gorgeous. But her luck was still intact since they were family friends and she was working in his company.
But she bet he didn't even know her name. Who could blame the guy since over five thousand people worked for him and she was just good old Mary.

"Ma'am we are here" the cab driver informed her.
"Thanks" Mary replied unsure of herself.
'Today is a new day and so a new attitude' she thought wishfully. Then she remembered a post from high school

Then she started recollecting her memories from high school

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Then she started recollecting her memories from high school. Then she collided with a wall. 'Walls dont wear shirts do they?' Then the wall held unto her and they fell together. 'oh my God. I think I'm going nuts walls don't collapse from a tiny girl, do they? I wonder what the wall is going to do now'

"Can you get off me now?" A deep and rich voice said.
Oh my God ' even the wall sounds sexy'
Then she witnessed a more sexy thing... His face was so...heavenly.
"Can you please get off me now?" The voice asked in frustration.
"Oh." She stood up hastily stood up.
"I'm so sorry. I was so last in my thinking that I did not notice you an I hope you really forgive me I don't know..."She stopped herself when she realised that she was already ranting off.

Then she heard a very amusing sound and alas it was his voice. Then she took time to study his face and all his physiques and she drew a breath afraid that if she released it, he would stop. Then she saw his hand moving forward as if to shake her and he said I'm Morgan Charles and you are...?"
She stood there for about 5 second s before she pulled out of her trance and said "Mary Smith. Mary Smith". Suddenly she felt foolish for repeating her name twice and blushed slightly.

"So are you free for lunch today? 'Cause I've been feeling lonely these past weeks. So what do you say?"
"I think lunch will do. Thanks."
Then she smiled dreamily and headed to office.
She was the 'typewriter' for C&S enterprise. She started the count down...'10.9.8.7.6.5.4.3.2.1.' They then burst in like a swarm of bees.
"Where have you been?"
There's so much work to do and you come late?"
"Why do you walk so sluggishly?"
"Where's my coffee?"
"Don't forget my donuts." .....

Oh did she mention that she was the maid of her department? She hated her job like he'll and there was not a dam thing she could do about it.
She got up from her seat when the noise and crowd had died down and went to the old and slowly collapsing coffee machine and started with her work of the day. Starting with getting lunch for all of them except herself.
Then she remembered her new friend who asked her out for lunch and smiled.

When it was time for lunch,she skipped happily to the cafeteria to meet her new friend. When she saw him she waved and mouthed a hello to him and he responded likewise. They talked and joked until the break was over and they promised to meet again the next day.

She was usually the last to go home because she had to clean up their building department before the next morning. Sighing quietly she began to clean.
The loud speaker that had not worked for a few woks suddenly came to life. She looked at the speaker in hope that she was not really crazy. 'oh God please'
"Mary Smith to my office please"
She knew that voice and thought of what trouble she had done that day and was relieved she had done none.
WITH HOPE

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