Daniel
I let out a sigh of relief as I stepped into the elevator at my work, ready to enjoy my hour long lunch break without any of the pretentious pricks I was stuck working with bothering me.
I had only been at the company for two weeks and had yet to find a single person I found somewhat likable, it wasn't the place for me and I knew it.
I headed out of my work building and went right, having spent the entire last week going left to check out some of the restaurants and cafes in the area, but had yet to check out the other part of the area.
I'm a creature of habit, I like having my daily routines, and one main thing that had been missing these last few weeks was a good place to enjoy my break.
There were some people coming out of a small alleyway that led to a court yard when I made it about a block from my work, each holding coffee cups to go in their hand as they chatted. I peered down the alleyway where they had just come from and noticed a small cafe nestled in the back, making use of the courtyard with some chairs and tables and a small herb garden along one of the walls.
The place looked promising so I headed in, instantly liking the ambience of the place as I stepped inside. It wasn't a large cafe, with 6 tables inside and another 5 outside, there were bookshelves lining one of the walls, with signs telling guests to enjoy a book while they sip, and nice mellow rock music playing softly.
There were only two other people in the place, sitting together in the corner as they chatted, and one worker, currently distracted with refilling some jars of coffee beans.
She was absolutely gorgeous, the type of woman that would have been exactly my type had she been a few years older, or me a few younger. With tattoos covering her arms and collarbone, probably hiding more under her clothing, all of it a more alternative style, and dark hair that she had tossed up into a messy bun.
I felt self conscious in my suit suddenly, loosening my tie slightly as I stepped up to the counter, waiting patiently for her to finish. She glanced over her shoulder once she noticed somebody standing behind her and set the bag of beans down, flashing me a wide smile then. "What can I get y-." She tilted her head at me suddenly, leaning over the counter slightly. "Daniel?"
I blinked at her in surprise as she said my name, wondering where she could possibly know me from, and looked down to her name tag then.
She had Lexi written on it, in a nice cursive handwriting, but it wasn't ringing any bells.
I nodded my head at her slowly. "Yeah? I'm sorry I-."
She let out a light laugh, shaking her head at me. "You really don't recognize me?" She gave me a crooked grin then, lifting one end of her lips lightly as she tilted her head again, and it hit me then, I had seen that smile before, many years ago. "Alexis?"
She laughed again, nodding at me then. "It's been years since anyone called me that but yes."
I didn't know what to say, I still couldn't believe it was the same girl that had been my daughters best friend all through elementary and middle school, having been inseparable practically until something had happened between them.
She looked completely different now, but in a good way, as if she had found to herself since I had seen her last. She also looked like the last kind of person my daughter would be friends with, in her last year of being a cheerleader at UCLA before she graduated.
I really don't know why I was surprised at her change in appearance, she had often asked me about the tattoos I had on my arms when she was over at our place, always saying she was going to get some when she grew up even then.
I rattled my head at her, still feeling confused. "What are you doing here?" She had lived in my neighborhood so I knew she had moved after high school to attend school out of state, leaving her mom alone in their house.
Alexis, or Lexi now I guess, waved a finger around, pointing out to the room then. "My mom owns this place but she's out of town for the summer and asked me to take over." She nodded her head at me once, giving me a curious look. "What brings you to the area?" She eyed my suit for a moment, her crooked grin twitching at her lips then. "I don't think I've ever seen you dressed up like this."
I started to feel self conscious again as I looked down at my clothes, hating cooperate life more than ever right then as I looked back up to Lexi. "I traded my soul for a good paycheck I guess."
She took in a sharp breath, shaking her head at me then. "Oh no Daniel, I always thought you were one of the cool ones."
I could see why she had thought that, I had been 16 when Cara had been born, getting a girl pregnant after a one night stand at some party and not finding out until three years later when she showed up at my doorstep with Cara, telling me to take her because she couldn't do it anymore.
We never saw her again after that and it took me a few years to get my act together, being too interested in having fun before finally getting my head straight and going to college once Cara got the 6th grade.
I shook my head at her, shrugging as I smiled back. "Sorry to disappoint you. I absolutely hate it if that helps my image somewhat."
"A bit." Lexi smiled again, standing up straighter then. "Now, what can I get you?"
"Just a coffee and one of those sandwiches right there." I replied, pointing to their display case next to the register.
She got busy with my order then, ringing it all up on the register as I reached for my wallet, already mentally preparing myself for the Seattle prices. "That'll be $4.98."
I glanced up at Lexi before looking over to the register, not sure I had heard her right, that wasn't even half of what I was used to paying. I pulled a ten out, holding it out to her then as I picked up my drink and sandwich with the other hand. "Keep the change."
She flashed me another wide smile as I stepped away from the counter. "Nice seeing you Daniel."
"Same. Uh, Lexi."
I headed out, glancing down to my receipt and stopped walking once I realized she had only charged me for a hot chocolate rather than my actual order and glanced over my shoulder into the window.
Lexi was leaning down on the counter and watching me, bringing a finger up to her lips then as she winked at me before smiling again as she turned away.
I started walking away, quickening my pace as my thoughts began to race and sat down on bus stop bench near my work, reaching for my lunch then.
Normally I would have stayed in the cafe, sitting by myself as I ate and browsed online or read, but there was no way I could have stayed there another minute.
I had fully been checking her out before she had turned around, and had had to refrain from doing it again after she had.
She was my daughters age for Christ's sake, had even played with dolls in my living room at one point, I shouldn't have been having those kind of thoughts about her.
Yet I found myself heading there again the next day, sitting down with her this time as the place was empty, Lexi telling me a little about college in Arizona and her grandpa's dementia then, the reason for her mom's departure for the summer.