"You want anything in particular for breakfast, Lexi?"
I think. "Nah, not fussed Robs. Anything's good. Muesli. Toast. You," I grin. "Toast and you."
"Alexis!" she groans, rolling her eyes at me. I'm gratified to see her flush in response to my teasing. Robs has always been such a serious girl; and after we lost Mum and Dad it sometimes seemed like she'd never smile again. But we both grew scabs over that wound, and slowly her brighter side emerged once more.
But it's only these past three weeks where it has really shone through - since she came out to me and, I guess, since we acted on our mutual attraction for each other. I guess she'd been holding an enormous amount of stress and fear inside, because since that evening she's a changed girl.
Oh, don't get me wrong, she's still a fire
