She showed no reaction over him taking her phone, except leaning forward in curiosity. Her phone was bare. Notifications from group chats, some one-on-one chat here and there, but they were all lighthearted. She did not go through a cringe phase, as she minded her reputation too much to show any overt expression on any of her social media accounts. There was no deep conversation. No notepad with secret poems nor lamentation. She was too busy for that. Perhaps the closest to a glimpse of her personality were the photos she took of sceneries, restaurants, and cafes she had been to.

Even if he was to take away her phone right then, Alexandria had no memory in it to salvage. She would simply buy a new one and redownload the files she deemed necessary, all was already backed up.

She received her phone back and checked it curiously. "Perfect," she said, staring at the contact. "Helios Vieyra, sophomore, Summer High." She saved it. What an unexpected development of the day. It was something she hadn't even fantasized about.

The girl watched Helios brushing his hair back and filed the scene on a folder in her mind.

~

She immediately tensed up when Helios suddenly grabbed her wrist. Her skin was cold from just washing her hand earlier. His sudden body heat made her recoil as she snapped her dark gaze into Helios.

The rare gentle warmth that had enveloped her for a little while vanished as Alexandria's expression pulled into her default pleasantries. Even if Helios hadn't warned her, she wouldn't have told anyone. It was her business and his, and Alexandria wasn't the type to freely spill information about herself. There was nothing to be gained from it.

"Very well. I have my requests as well."

She leaned back to her usual sitting posture, withdrawing her interest from him. She did not try to take her wrist away from him, as if it was not even worth the trouble.

"One, let's not interact anywhere else but here. Especially something like what you did today in class. I am not fond of the attention your actions have brought to me. The attention might be fun for you, but I'd rather stay out of spotlight. We will simply ignore each other, as we always have. Should be very easy to do."

She paused, waiting for him to process it.

"Two, I'd appreciate it if you do not ever touch me again. There is also something called personal space, let us stay out of each other's. Or do you have a problem with that?"

Her tone was pleasant and formal, as if she was a customer service explaining the terms of service. Her expresionless eyes pored into him, taking in his minute expression. She tore away her eyes from him, checking the time in her phone. About time she leave.

"There is no need for threats, Helios. We can simply talk to each other like grown people. As you now know, I keep to my responsibilities," her tone lowered, daring him to disagree, "I keep to my word."

Lio shook his head in response. Too busy to use his words to answer her, apparently. He let go of her hand, as she mentioned her own requests. His brows furrowed, what could she possibly want? The first request made plenty of sense to him. He didn't want to be seen interacting with her in public places where others could see them. He rolled his eyes at the mention of class earlier today.

Was it that big of a deal? What was she so afraid of? The attention that was brought to her when she interacted with him? Lio was aware of the power he held in the school. Anyone that even got a single word out of him, became the most popular person in the school for a short time. As people would flock to them trying to pry details out of the person. To which usually the person would exaggerate the actual interaction. He shrugged his broad shoulders, "Fine." He said simply no fight no nothing. He didn't care about talking to her. Alexandria was just another student he attended highschool. She was nothing special. The only reason he even bothered to speak to her today was because he was basically forced to. Fun enough that she mentioned only meeting here, as if he had much options. His ankle monitor would be blaring the minute he stepped off the sidewalk in front of the building.

Lio's usual glare never left his features, as she explained these "rules" to him. He paused as he heard the second rule. The urge to say something snarky in response, almost won. He snorted, "Don't piss me off then." Guess the snarky comment did win. Again, was it that big of a deal? She made it sound like he's touched her before.

He wasn't really listening to the last bit of her rules. He kind of zoned her out for a little while. "Sure." His tone bored. The male had a short attention span. This interaction was dragging out. The good thing was that he was a fast worker when he wanted to of course. He could accomplish a lot in a short amount of time.

Hélios sighed, closing the laptop. Placing it back in front of her, he closed her notebook. Also placing that back in front of her, for her to collect. "That's enough for today. I got more important shit to do." His voice strained as he was stretching a little, as he spoke. "See ya, Fytó" (Nerd|Greek) He pushed his chair back, and began heading to the kitchen. He was growing antsy the more he sat there and did homework.

(Sorry short :(

Alexandria gathered her belongings and opened her wallet. Thankfully the tip jar was left unattended as Helios joined Fiorenza and Carl in the kitchen. She slipped the tip that she had calculated in her head earlier. Thankfully the tip jar didn't show how much was in it from the outside. She sighed, relieved by her success. A part of her mind had been worrying about how to successfully put a big tip without being seen.

"Miss!" Carl approached. "Are you ready to leave?"

"Yes, you should finish your food first," she said. They both sat down. "Sorry, Helios drank it all." She looked apologetically to the empty glasses in the table. "Do you want to order another one? On me."

"That brute. No need, Miss. Nonnatelli fixed me a drink back there. And some pastries too...but I won't refuse these delicious things."

Alexandria softened when Carl began eating. He seemed to enjoy the pastries as much as her. "It's really delicious," she said.

"Right?! Best pastries in the world."

"True, I might make it a franchise if Mrs. D'Amico allows." She pondered. "Diversifying the family business."

Carl seemed like he had something to disagree about that, but his mouth was full of pastries.

~

Carl paid for the food, and Alexandria ended up too afraid of offending him by offering to pay.

"You have a beautiful bakery, Ma'am. Helios must have learned to bake from the best." Alexandria offered her respect to Fiorenza as she stood patiently beside Carl, who seemed to keep messing up his pin. "The pastries are better than what I've gotten in renowned places."

As this has been inactive for more than 14 days, I will be leaving this RP. Thank you for roleplaying with me! <3

This was certainly a turn of events. Not in a million years would Hélios think he would find himself actually doing homework. At times it felt as though he was incapable of picking up a pencil and solving a math problem. Let alone work with another student on a big project. This would of course only happened because of his Nonna. The one person he could not say no to. They got decently far on the project, he had to admit. He basically had the frameworks of the beginning. Maybe just missing a little more research.

Looking at the apron he'd thrown on the stairs, Alexandria's words echoed in his head. He frowned, before reaching for a clean apron that was hung up. Grabbing it he put it on, tying the back. He glanced around the kitchen for a moment, making a mental note of the things he'd have to do. He should probably start with the dishes, but that had to be his least favorite thing to do. Instead, he would begin restocking. Grabbing a pad and pen, he began going through their stock. Checking expiration dates, inventory that sort of thing. Having created a list full, he walked back to the walk in. Flipping the page of the notepad, he made a new list of the things they were low on. Things he would have to pick up from the store.

Stuffing the notepad in his back pocket, he grabbed a few things to restock in the fridges up front. His Nonna was very particular on organization. Everything was labeled and in their correct place. Walking back to the kitchen, he glanced up at Alexandria. He could see her from the large window. He would be seeing a whole hell of lot more of her in the next upcoming days wouldn't he. He half hopped he wouldn't regret giving her his number. Then again she didn't seem like the bombarding type. Dragging his gaze away he focused on his work at hand.

Fiorenza was up front with Alexandria and Carl. She bowed slightly in graduated towards the girl. "Thank you, Dolcezza! (Dolcezza means Sweetie in Italian) Yes, yes. I'm a good teacher, huh." She giggled, as she praised herself. "It helps that he's a good student." She smiled brightly. Most would not agree with that statement.

"Oh you don't mean that. The recipes are as old as me, Dolcezza. Sadly, I don't think well be around for much longer, but I'm happy knowing you were able to try out my pastries." She sounded sad for a split second, but brightened back up quickly. "Why don't you two take some more for the road?" She wasn't really asking. She would give them the free goodies either way, if they agreed or didn't. Grabbing a to-go box she opened the case, grabbing a few of everything. Putting the tongs away, she closed the box. Sliding it over the counter for them to grab. "This is my thanks for you two coming in today." Glancing behind her, she made sure Hélios wasn't actively listening. "And for my grandson's little outburst." She slyly whispered, humor in her voice. "I hope you two visit again sometime soon!" She smiled brightly, with genuine happiness.