Chapter 1
SAMA
“So? What has your matter to do with me?” Sama asked his dad on the phone and proceeded to kick the stone under his feet while he was walking down the street to his car. “Well, a lot. If you don´t do what I´m telling you, this is gonna have serious consequences.” His fathers voice sounded sharp, but also stressed. Sama rolled his eyes. “Okay, dad! I´ve got an appointment, I call you later on!” He hung up and opend his car door, sweat running down his neck. The weather that day was very hot and the clouds were so dark, it was already sure that it was going to rain. At home, Sama did his daily workout to keep his muscles in form and showered then. “Why did this day have to be so complicated?” He sighed while rubbing his hair with the towel and searched in his closet for the green swimming trunks for the party at Aileens house. Tyler and a Lot of the other “big bosses” like P´Pun or P`Per would be there too.
MERIN
I was hanging out the laundry to dry, when a loud thunder interrupted my plans. I decided to hang up the clothes in my camping truck and bring my books and my blanket inside, so it wouldn´t get wet. “Wow, the weather´s changing fast this summer!” He looked into the sky and suddenly, a raindrop fell on his nose. He laughed happily and tried to reach it with his tounge. The air was still warm during the rain, but not as hot as before. Merin sat inside the car and was singing along to the music in his earphones while reading a novel. Suddenly, a cute little bird hopped on the window. The soft hearted boy stopped reading and watched the animal flying away. Is it possible for humans to fly like this? We dont have wings, so theres the first issue. But what if…. He quickly searched on his iPad for Leonardo da Vinci’s flying machine. Wow …. it looks so cool… but shouldn´t the person be … lying in the machine? To work the dorsal wings with the arms and the normal wings with the legs… . RIIINGG the loud tone from his phone tore him out of his thoughts. “DAMN, I almost got a heartattack.” He took a deep breath and looked at the display. Unknown Number. Ok, so THIS is strange. Merin didn´t really get calls often, and if he did get one, it was most likely his mother or sister. He answered the phone. “Hello! Who´s there?” Silcene. No one answered. He asked again. “Hello?” After a loooong nothing, a familiar voice spoke something in a foreign language Merin didn´t understand. He hung up. “Dang, the voice sounded so familiar. But I don´t remember.” He puts the phone into the safe under the drivers seat and went to the second half of the truck to get the sleep he needed.
SAMA
The hot weather and loud music were absolutely what he needed.
“Kiss him! Kiss him! Kiss him!” Sama stood in the crowd that surrounded a drunk girl and a also drunk boy. They lost the bottle game and had to kiss. The girl giggled and pulled the boys head to her, leaving him no room to escape. “Kiss him! Kiss him! Kiss him!” The crowd shouted again. But Sama noticed something else. Something, the others hadn´t noticed. The boys head (he was almost 19 and had been part of the soccer team in Sama´s perevious school) started to turn red. Not drunk-red, but alarmingly choking-red. “Wait a second, guys! I think he relly needs to throw up. Otherwise this is gonna end really bad.” A few people turned to Sama and one guy took a closer look at the young man´s face. “Sama is right, help him!” He waved one of the security men who made sure no unauthoritized people came into the house. “Let´s go in the house, I don´t want to see that.” Aileen opended the door and they followed her to the pool room in the cellar. “Wow, you´re soooo amazing!” A sweet voice, like sugar beneath sama. A girl, about 20 years old, gently touched his arm and flirty tapped with her slim fingers to his shoulders. “I know, thanks” he stepped aside and winked. “Let´s talk next time, sweetheart.” He walked away, the girl starring into his muscular back. “Hi, Tyler, can we talk for a second?” His brother nodded and followed him into a quite corner. “Did dad call you today too? He is always calling and scolding me, even if he knows that I´m not the only one coordinating the organisation. And blackmailing is REALLY not my part of the job.” Tyler frowned. “No he didn´t. He only called to ask me if I ate enough for lunch.” Sama sighed. “Okay, thanks brother. I´ll see you at breakfast next week!”. Sama said goodbye to Aileen and thanked her for the invitation.
Sama drove home, the weight of his dad’s threats pressing in, though his mind tried to drift elsewhere.
