Samuel and Jamie...

It was late in the afternoon, at a cafe; not too far from Ara’s house. A young man; looking to be about in his twenties, was sitting at a table outside, he’d chosen this table specifically for the fact that it gave him a view of everyone around him while most couldn’t see him, that and after the first time he had been there the café had decided it was his table.
He had spiked up blond hair and dark eyes; that didn’t seem to have a colour they were just dark… He was wearing a grey cotton shirt and grey tracksuit pants.
After his first time at the café, he came every Tuesday, Thursday and sometimes on the weekend and when he arrived he went straight to his table and the waitress brought out a cup of coffee just the way he liked it.
No one bothered talking to him; most were too afraid.
He’d been waiting there for nearly half an hour when he suddenly smiled. He saw his little comrade; a young boy of about thirteen, in biker shorts and a blue, baggy t-shirt, walk round a corner heading for the café.
“Hi Sam!” The young boy said enthusiastically, as he reached the table at which the guy sat.
“Hi Jamie,” Sam said, taking a sip of his coffee, “Nice day isn’t it?”
“Sure is.” Jamie replied a little confused at Sam’s remark; for as long as Jamie had known him; Sam had always hated sunny days, in fact Sam hated summer and spring, at least that’s how Jamie had always found it to be…
“So, how did your task go?” Sam inquired without interest.
“Actually it went very well.” Jamie said self importantly.
“Really?” Sam asked with mock surprise coating his words, “You actually did well?”
Jamie was quick to reply, “Yes. I did what I was told and I succeeded!”
“Is that right?” Sam looked uninterested as he got on Jamie’s nerves; it had always been so easy to tick him off, “You did as you were told and succeeded?” Sam let out a bark of laughter as he was rewarded with Jamie’s face turning bright red.
“Look… I- I- You’re an idiot!” He was at a lose for words as he felt the heat of his anger bubble up inside him.
“Don’t get mad, dude,” Sam told him jokingly, “Come on lets go get some ice-cream.
Jamie calmed down a little.
“Don’t you want to know what I found out?” Jamie asked unsure of whether he should tell Sam or not.
“Nah… I’ll find out when they want me to know.”
With that said the two of them left in search of ice-cream and some fun.


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