Cupcakes and Cold Shoulders

Hadley's POV

I stood outside the heavy double doors of the university aquatic center and sucked in a massive breath. My chest heaved from the frantic sprint across campus. I glanced down at the intricate box of ocean-themed cupcakes resting in my hands. The frosting waves had miraculously survived the journey. I adjusted my grip on the cardboard.

*You can do this. You are brave. You are smart.