Thanks to all who reviewed my last chapter. Again not sure if anyone out there wants to read this...
"So how are you finding it here so far?" asked Rory passing a t-shirt from the lost and found over the cubicle door.
"Oh everyone seems lovely," he heard Mary reply. "I think it's great."
Rory almost rolled his eyes at her enthusiasm. Give it another fortnight and he doubted she would be so chirpy then.
He turned around as he heard the latch slide across and the toilet door open.
Mary walked out smiling, the oversized T-shirt they had found to replace her coffee stained blouse now neatly tucked into her skirt.
"So how long have you been working at Sidestreet?" she asked as they walked from the grotty bathrooms together.
Rory sighed. "Must be about a year now," he mused.
"But you still enjoy it, even after all this time?" she asked, raising her eyebrows.
"Well enjoy is a strong word..." he said with a smile."But it's pretty rewarding most of the time. Helping people who are less fortunate than you."
Mary gave a sweet smile but didn't say anything as they walked back through towards the canteen spotting Baz ladling out porridge in the kitchen.
"Alright?" he said cheerily as they wandered over. "You two met then..."
Rory and Mary glanced at each other as they went to join Baz on the other side of the counter ready for the morning rush.
A long hour passed in which the homeless and destitute made their way into the soup kitchen, wolfing down the small breakfast they provided them with.
"I guess I'll get started on some of this washing up," muttered Mary looking at the dirty pans littered all around the kitchen.
She moved off with a sigh as Baz sidled up to Rory.
"So what do you think?" he asked giving him a nudge in the ribs.
Rory smiled. "Yeah she seems to fit in great..."
Baz shot him a look. "That's not what I mean," he muttered shaking his head. "I thought...well... Y'know...she's a pretty girl about the same age as you..."
Rory gave a frown. "I'm with Laura remember? Besides I've only just met her..."
Baz gave a long sigh patting Rory on the back. "Whatever you say mate..."
Rory maintained his frown as Baz walked away.
He'd only just met this girl and somehow his friend seemed to think that she was a good choice for him.
He chanced a look at her, elbow deep in washing up. Of course she was very pretty and seemed extremely nice...AND intelligent...
Rory had to stop himself, shaking himself out of it.
Stop it, he told himself. You're with Laura...and she's...nice.
Apart from that time she cheated on you with your brother...but that's all in the past...
Rory stole one last glance over at Mary before exiting the room.
He would just avoid her, that would stop Baz and his idle gossip. Yes he would make sure he didn't spend that much time with Mary today.
But this proved much more difficult than Rory had first imagined...
Firstly they were put in the canteen together at lunch, then as Rory had begun to mop the floor of the rec room later that afternoon Baz had sent Mary in to wipe down the tables.
At five o'clock Rory gave a huge sigh of relief and he snatched up his coat and satchel and headed for the door.
He was just about to leave when-
He walked right into Mary. She stumbled and fell but right at the last moment Rory managed to catch her around the waist, lifting her easily back upright.
"Are you okay?" he asked as she brushed hair from her face and caught her breath.
"I'm fine," she breathed, giving him a smile as he let go of her. "We have to stop bumping into each other like this.."
Ok she was funny too.
He held the door open for her as they both made their way out onto the breezy London street.
"I'm going this way," muttered Mary.
"Me too," said Rory chuckling.
"What to the tube station?" said the young graduate frowning.
Rory nodded unable to believe his ears. Ok avoiding Mary was MUCH more difficult that he had expected. She even took the same tube as him.
The pair sidled onto the crowded tube. It was rush hour but after a few stops they both managed to find a seat opposite each other.
A few minutes passed before Rory chanced a glance in her direction.
She was looking right back at him!
Immediately she looked away.
Wait, was she blushing?
A soft blush seemed to have crept across her face and neck. For a few minutes she kept her head down, before her eyes flickered back up towards him.
Rory stomach lurched sharply.
No...he'd only just met her...
Suddenly the automatic voice came over the tannoy announcing his stop.
Rory got to his feet as Mary did the same.
"Are you getting off here?" she asked curiously.
"Yeah," he said tilting his head. "I live just around the corner..."
Mary's face lit up. "I live on Channing Road, in the flats at the end."
Rory's eyes widened as he stepped through the hissing tube doors and onto the platform, Mary following him.
"Me and my brother used to rent number five. Upstairs." he said as he allowed Mary to step onto the escalator ahead of him.
She turned to look at him over her shoulder wide-eyed. "You have got to be kidding me!"
Mary explained as they walked from the tube station and up the road, that she had just moved into the flat that he and his brother had vacated only a few months prior.
She grinned at him.
"Baz told me that we would have a lot in common."
"Oh he did, did he?" said Rory unable to stop himself from grinning back.
Only a few moments later did the pair find themselves at Mary's front gate.
"Well I'll see you tomorrow then I guess," she said shyly, toying with the keys in her hands.
Rory bit his lip his stomach churning once again.
She glanced up at him nervously. "I, er... I catch the tube at 8 if you, might...well, if you wanted to..."
"Yeah," said Rory almost immediately, taking himself by surprise.
"Okay, cool," she said with a smile. "Well see you tomorrow."
Rory gave her a wave. "Looking forward to bumping into you again."