Night had started to fall as the cold crept into the quietness of both their surrounding. They had both sat for almost thirty minutes with nobody saying a word. Just them sitting, staring at the little cars that plied the road beneath them.

Sam's unexpected race had led her to the park where she stopped. She sat on a wooden bench to catch her breath and Sky followed in her tracks and sat next to her not saying a word.

"Are you ok now?" Sky broke the silence after a long while still staring into the road. 

Sam looked at him and wondered. Why did he follow her? He should have gone home, at least she would have if she was in his place.

"Why do you care?" she asked him instead. So much for her day being normal. She couldn't place any action, it was weird and it irritated her "why?" She asked again, her voice unbearably low for her liking, "You shouldn't".

"We're friends dummy," Sky said with a matter-of-fact tone. His expression was as if Sam had asked him the world's most stupid question.

Friends? How? Sam really never saw Sky as a friend, only just someone who she worked with at the bar. She listened to him when he needed someone to talk to and he did the same. She also acknowledged him when the need be but friends were a far stretch for her. "Friends?" She asked Sky this time, her eyes no longer on the road "I don't even talk much to you"

Sky sighed and he looked hard at Sam but his eyes went back to the road, "knowing you, I bet I'm the only one you've said more than two words to at the bar." Sky said putting his arms behind him to support his weight as he stared into the sky.

Sam knew that was true but that didn't make them friends. Besides she only talked to Sky because he wouldn't let her be. The rest of the people at the bar just minded their business and she preferred it that way. "That doesn't even mean anything," she said to Sky who just shrugged.

"Well, I do see us as friends by the way so you better stick with it" Sky smirked.

Right, this was Sky and there was no use arguing with him. He always had his way with things not that it ever bothered her. She just never cared so much.  She just liked being in her own space. She looked up at the sky and thought for a while. If her mother hadn't died, would everything be different? Would she be different? Would she have had 'friends'?

"So do you want to talk about it?" Sky asked carefully studying Sam's expression. 

"I don't think I want to," She said trying to squeeze into the jacket she wore. It hurt and she couldn't understand why so she decided to close that aspect for now.

"Ok then, but do you want to talk about what made you want to meet up?" 

Damn. She had completely forgotten about the whole situation. She even almost grimaced at the thought of asking Sky for company just for that but she was already here, there was nothing she could do about it.

"Would you want to model for a stranger?" Sam asked her eyes looking intently on the road hoping maybe she could figure out why everything hurt so much.

"Huh!" Sky turned to Sam. The question seemed out of the blue, especially for someone like Sam.

"I asked if you would-"

"I know, I heard you quite well. Just surprised is all," Sky stretched in a way that made him look feral. "I don't know, I guess I could. Would you?"

How typical. She wouldn't have expected less from Sky, he was exactly that way but would she? Definitely not, not in a million years. "No" was her answer to his question.

"I thought so, but why ask anyway? Did anyone ask?" Sky moved on the bench so he was facing Sam. He looked more excited than his question could hold.

"Yeah, why?" She looked at him confused at his sudden change of mood not that it was unusual. This was Sky.

"I'm just really surprised that someone actually approached you," Sky said and burst into a fit of laughter when Sam gave him an icy glare. 

Even at that, she couldn't find it in her to get mad, she was too tired. She just turned away and sighed

"I think you should model for them. It would improve your communication skill drastically." Sky said still laughing. "I mean it though." He feigned seriousness for a moment and burst out laughing again.

Why would she want to improve on that? Not that it had ever helped her, talking to people was a pain especially when they tend to get nosy which annoyed her. She wondered what would happen if she tried but taking advice from Sky proved risky.

They talked until it was late and she checked her phone which showed 7:20 pm. She couldn't imagine that she talked with Sky for as long as she did. Plus talking that long hadn't irritated her.

"I guess we'll need to go home now plus you need rest," Sky said standing up from the bench and Sam followed suit. "Also when you model, that is if you do. You have to tell me everything." 

Sam smiled and shook her head. He wasn't going to drop the issue until she did model and now she didn't know if telling him was a good idea or not. She seemed to ignore good ideas lately.

"So you do know how to smile," they were both walking down back to the road and Sky ignored more glares from Sam. "Suits you." He continued still ignoring her.

"Shut up." She finally said but it only made Sky even more giggly.

Sky had taken a straight walk home as his wasn't far while Sam waited at the bus stop. She felt different, a bit light-hearted maybe? She couldn't tell but as she got on the bus she knew going home now didn't feel as dreary as it had been earlier.