She tossed her backpack behind the counter and pulled her hoodie sleeves past her arms,rubbing warmth into her fingers.
The shop felt colder than usual or maybe her skin was just being dramatic again.
She leaned over,resting her elbows on the glass as she stared at the paper bag,lost in thoughts.
She suddenly smiled,soft and took the time.
Time skip..at school.
Lexie pushed open her locker with the kind of casual force that came from years of doing it too fast.
Dave,her bestfriend, leaned beside her,earbuds dangling around his neck like usual.
"You look like someone murdered your dream guitar"
She smirked.
"Funny,someone might have tried to feed it croissants ".
He blinked.
"You okay?"
"Yeah. Someone left me food at work yesterday,with a note..during my shift"
Dave tilted his head.
"creepy or sweet?"
She shrugged,voice playful
"I mean if it was you,creepy. If it was harry styles,definitely sweet"
He scoffed.
"Wow. Wounded"
She grinned and shut her locker with a clang
"Nah,I figured it was you anyways"
He straightened up a bit
"What makes you think that?"
She looked at him sideways,smile playing at the corners of her mouth
"You've been weird lately"
"Define weird"
Lexie made a face.
"You blinked at me like twice yesterday. Emotionally sus"
Dave laughed.
"So I blinked and that means I left you pastries?"
"You do have a secret soft boy reputation"
She teased, bumping her shoulder into his.
Dave raised an eyebrow.
"Yeah,well,if I was secretly leaving you food-I wouldn't call you emotionally suspicious, I'd call you ungrateful "
She pretended to gasp
"Ungrateful? I ate it"
"Sounds like you owe your secret admirer a thank you text"
"Wasn't you though,huh?"
Dave paused,that half-second too long.
"Nope".
Lexie blinked then shrugged
"Well who ever it is..they're bold".
Dave smiled but said nothing . Just walked with her towards class,hands in his pockets.
And behind them,her locker creaked slightly like it was still listening.