He needed coffee. It was essential, given the hours he had and the school work and helping his mother out at the store. The latter wasn't such a big deal now, as she'd gone and hired some girl -
Alex pressed his lips together and tried to think positive thoughts. His Mom needed the help. He did have a busy schedule.
Coffee. Must. Have. Coffee.
He entered the shop, inhaled deeply and shuffled into line. No skateboard today, but his clothes were the usual: T-shirt, jeans, runners, jacket, fingerless gloves. Alex stood last in a line that wasn't too long, thankfully. Not that he was in a hurry - he had spares at the end of the day on Tuesdays - but he wanted to be able to sit and relax for a bit.
The girl just ahead off him had pretty hair. He contemplated the back of her head for a moment while he waited.