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Harper and Alex stood at their lockers, watching as a freshmen was slammed into the wall by a passing jock.
"I reckon someone needs to stand up to that jerk" Harper slammed her locker, catching Alex's wandering attention.
"Yeah, but that kid is annoying" Alex leant back and looked over at the door.
"But he doesn't deserve to be shoved into a wall Alex" Harper defended and frowned.
Just as Alex was about to speak, Stevie strolled in, with her bag slung loosely over her shoulder. Alex's eyes fixed on her and Harper turned to see what her friend was furiously looking at.
"The new girl?" Harper noted.
"Stevie" Alex turned to her locker and pulled a few sheets of paper out, not intending to use them in class but as something to occupy her at that moment.
"You know her name?" Harper moved closer to Alex to hear the answer.
"Yeah, she's working at the Sub Station" Alex slammed her locker and leant back on the door. "Look at her, she's so...urg" Alex waved her hands in Stevie's direction. Harper shrugged.
"She looks all right to me, not at all 'urg'"
"No what I meant is, she is just cocky and..." Alex trailed off when Stevie pulled down a flyer from the wall, scrunched it up in a ball and threw it across the corridor.
"See" Alex huffed, finishing like her point was proven.
"Alex, you do that all the time" Harper spoke like her friend was dumb and Alex glared at her.
"Thanks" she snapped with sarcasm.
"Come on, we have to go to History" Harper pressed down the creases on her bunny patterned skirt.
"Ah, sleep" Alex felt relived about something, but her mind didn't stay to far from Stevie.
Alex opened the door to the Sub Station to see Stevie already on her shift. Her apron was tied around her waist and flitted from table to table with the food.
Alex rolled her eyes and walked through, passing several full tables and walked to the kitchen to get her apron.
"Stevie's doing good" Jerry commented as Alex breezed past.
"Really" Alex's voice was monotone.
"She started twenty minuets ago and is keeping it up to speed" Jerry slapped a layer of mustard onto a bun. Alex narrowed her eyes. Nichols wanted a race? She had fucking got herself one.
Alex tied her apron tightly around her hips and sped out with the tray of orders resting on the counter.
Alex brushed shoulders with Stevie as she handed out a large 6 inch sub to a guy with a frog patterned tie.
"So, sucking up to the boss are we?" Alex raised one eyebrow and handed another sub the person sitting across from frog guy.
"No, I'm doing a job Russo, something you can't seem to pull off very well" Stevie smirked and walked to the counter to get another order.
"Whoa" Alex marched to her and hissed. "I can do a better job than you Nichols"
"Really?" Stevie mocked surprise in her voice and Alex locked her jaw.
"Yeah, I can thank you very much" Alex swiped the order from Stevie's hands. Stevie chuckled and lent on the counter to watch Alex aggressively give a customer their sub.
"There" she barked at a middle aged woman and marched back to Stevie.
"Beat that Nichols" Alex held her head proudly, casting off the image of stubborn child.
"Oh, I'll try real hard" Stevie bowed to her, with her voice dripped in false wistfulness and walked to a table of jocks with her tray of food.
Alex looked on at her. Was she flirting with them?
Stevie had her hand on her hip and the other rested on the table edge.
Alex pursed her lips and tapped her foot on the ground in a fast rhythm.
Stevie trotted back over and stood next to Alex, who looked pretty pissed with the way her eyes burned as they looked at Stevie. The transaction made Stevie's palms sweat a little.
"Oh, one point to me Russo" Stevie licked her finger and struck down a mark in the air. Alex franticly looked around. There was nobody, apart from Zeke.
"Shit" Alex spoke as she in took a breath. Stevie followed Alex's line of sight and rested her hand on the other girls shoulder.
"Go for it"
Alex flinched from the contact and felt her skin tingle, like small bug legs were running under her shirt.
Alex winced as the next order was placed on the counter. Jerry noted it was Zeke's.
She made every step as slow as she could, but to her irritation this made Stevie laugh.
Alex neared the table and the nerd looked up from his comic to give her a wide grin.
"Hey Alex" he put down what looked like an issue of Captain Jim bob Sherwood.
"Hi... Zeke" she placed the red basket of food on the table and felt her insides churn. She could not, ever flirt with this, it was Zeke, she could barely even talk to him in normal situations.
Zeke's face creased into a confused yet happy expression when she lingered for a while.
"I like..." Alex drew her words slowly and flicked his comic with her finger to lift a page, she glanced at the graphics then at him.
"Zeke, this is so..." Alex struggled to even look at him now. "great" she gritted her teeth and sat across from him, she really wanted to one up Nichols.
"Wow, your sitting near me" Zeke stammered and flicked his hair out of his eyes.
"Yeah" Alex brushed off the comment and batted her eyelids at him. Zeke pulled at his collar then gulped.
Stevie let out a small grunt through her nose as she saw the scene develop, was Russo actually that bothered about beating her, or just bothered about her in general? Stevie found a liking to the second option, but found the first much more fun, it involved less yearning from both parties.
Stevie tilted her head and left her eyes to roam over Alex.
She dressed like she was comfortable, she was just in a pair of grey skinny jeans and a white t-shirt with the words 'bird house' printed across the chest.
Stevie sat on one of the stools to continue her eye balling.
Her hair fell in brown waves past her shoulders, Stevie stumbled upon a sudden thought, it looked smooth. She felt her hand flex and realised it was just a little weird that she'd thought of running her hands through it.
Alex had zoned out when Zeke started talking about the space cows, but kept on laughing falsely and letting her fingers brush over his.
Zeke was starting to breath heavily by the time Alex decided to bale, he looked like he was going to puke.
Alex got up swiftly and moved back to Stevie's side.
Stevie gave a small hmph.
"Well looks like you made a point Russo"
"Ha, see"
"Yeah, you made him run" Stevie pointed to Zeke as he ran from the Sub Shop. "Good one Russo, you can't attract the opposite sex"
"I so can" Alex flicked her hair and wafted her hand as if to brush off Stevie's snipe.
"Nah" Stevie smirked inwardly, she enjoyed winding her up.
Alex turned her full body to Stevie and crossed her arms tightly.
"I can, you don't know me, I can pull any guy in here" Alex was close to shouting and Stevie shrugged.
"Then I bet you wouldn't mind..." Stevie hummed her words and tapped her fingers in the air as if she was dotting the customers. "Pulling that guy" her finger fell upon one of the jocks. He was luckily the good looking one. He had a square jaw and spiky brown hair. He was cute with deep blue eyes and slightly tanned skin.
"Him?" Alex questioned and looked over the jock.
"Yeah, I want to see you pull him by Friday"
"I..." Alex trailed from her intended sentence, but Stevie erupted in chicken clucks. "Fine, fine" Alex spat and grabbed another red basket of food.
"Your so on Nichols"