“Great! I didn’t come out of meditation early for nothing. And did you forget? I got up, even earlier than you did last week when I thought that she was moving in that day.” Jayson says with a sigh, remembering how foolish he looked when Mike wasn’t even up and got all excited that Samantha was going to be joining them. He heard the concern in Mike’s voice clearly and couldn’t tell if he didn’t hear right with the hint of excitement from the two being quite different from each other. “Don’t worry yourself with her, Sam’s moving in with us now and we can take down that boyfriend of hers with extreme ease. You know guys like that only prey on people because they only feel strong when doing so…” Taking a few bites out of his toast, he listened to Mike’s question, swallowing his toast before answering, “Of course I’m excited. I’m finally done my studies and I can spend more time with you guys now. It’ll be like the old days, hanging out, talking, laughing, playing games… except I can stand for myself now.” He replies, finishing his toast and putting the crumbs into the garbage. He washes his hands before taking a glass and filling it with water. Jayson took two deep breaths after he finished the water to calm himself down of his possible showing excitement.<em>Today’s the day… finally Sam is leaving that jerk and coming in with us… I hope I don’t have any-</em>he thinks before being cut off by Mike. “Of course, of course… though I do say some things at the wrong times, I know that much Mike, give me some credit here buddy.” He says, playfully punching Mike on the shoulder.<br/><br/>Jayson’s eyes darted along with Mike’s when the clock went off. 8:30 a.m.<em>I just hope that I’m able to comfort Sam if she gets upset…</em>“Right… I’ll go get one on… might get a bit awkward if I went out like how I am currently.” He says, heading upstairs and changing clothes. He puts on a sleeveless shirt, and baggy jeans, but they still held onto his waist, unlike some of the teenagers who wear it down their thighs and showing their rears. Jayson came down again, stumbling to put his socks on. Once done, he heads to the garage and puts on some work gloves, just in case it was required of him to carry things that could give him splinters and the like. A car honk…<em>That must be Sam.</em>he thinks and heads out the door, where, lo and behold, there was Sam, running out the door with her arms stretched out. He gives her a tight hug before letting go and letting Mike get his turn,<em>Don’t go off getting a hard on now Mike… hehehe</em>he thought. “Now where’s your things Sam? I’ll bring them in.”