Mary Margaret was on her ways to Granny's diner for lunch, she had the biggest smile on her face and the way she moved was quick and chipper, more than was so absorbed in what she was texing to Peter that she hardly realized it when she crashed into a firm warm body. Her phone fell from her grasp onto the floor and she looked in front of her. What she not expecting was David.
"David, hi." she gave him a small smile. "It's been a while." It had been over a month since she had last seen him at the gallery opening. Mary Margaret wasn't sure if it was just because they were too busy or maybe it was that David was avoiding her. Something told Mary Margaret that it was probably the second reason.
"Yea…" he said and picked her phone up for her.
"Thanks" she took the phone and felt chills when her hand brushed against his.
"How have you been doing, David?" she asked, putting her phone in her pocket.
"I've been doing great, thanks. And you?" he asked. He looked at her like a kind stranger, and that hurt Mary Margaret a lot more than it should have.
"I've been good." she answered with a smile. "How is life?"
"Busy, that's always a good thing. How's teaching?"
"It's busy too. Were hard at work with studying Indians." She spoke.
"Indians? Sounds like a fun topic." he gave an awkward laugh.
"The kids like it a lot. How's everything with Kathryn?"
"Were doing good." he nodded. That was a lie, Kathryn and he hardly spoke anymore. David was always out and about helping with small things in the town (more than he should be) and Kathryn was at work or out they were both home it was awkward and uncomfortable sometimes. Other times David would force himself to be interested and happy with this thing called marriage. Kathryn had to be a complete dummy to see how fake his joy and interest was a lot of the time when he talked to her. David did his best to make her happy, but it wasn't enough. They had become a bland, sex less, grin and bear it coupl but Kathryn wouldnt stop trying. David could not blame Kathryn for having faith; she would not give up while there was hope. That was something about her that he admired in her as a person.
"That's good to hear." Mary Margaret said happily. She could not believe her voice came out that cheery, she needed to get a hold of herself.
"Wheres Peter? Is he around still?" David asked, watching comfort fill her green eyes.
"He's around, he's just at work right now." Mary Margaret answered. That was also a lie. Peter was actually on his way to his house (to get ready for work) from sleepover over at her house but David didn't need to know that. In the weeks that had passed through, Peter and Mary Margaret had become inseparable. He had not only grew to be her best friend (aside Emma) but he was someone Mary Margaret could see herself being with for the long run. When neither of them had to work they were usually together doing something. On a few occasions Peter even surprised her at work and took her out to lunch. Mary Margaret's heart leaped when Peter asked her to be his girlfriend and last night was their first night together…in that way. Which would be the reason why Mary Margaret was overly cheery this morning.
"Oh cool." was David's response.
"Well, I should be going." Mary Margaret looked at her watch and took her phone out. "I'll see you around?"
"Probably" David replied softly.
"Good. Bye David" Mary Margaret gave him a small. She adjusted her purse on her shoulder.
"Bye Mary Margaret."
Mary Margaret felt David's eyes on her as she walked away from him. It hurt her that they had to be so formal and a little cold, if only they could be friends. They could be friends, couldn't they? David probably didn't care about her anymore and this whole thing was probably weird for him. Little did she know, David was feeling and thinking the same thing she was thinking.