Johnny and Cameron are standing outside the cafe
Cameron: How long are you going to keep her down there?
Johnny: You've been asking me that all week.
Cameron; And you still haven't answered the question.
Johnny: I'm still trying to think of what to do with her.
Cameron: Oh. Well you could...
Johnny: Just let her go. I know, that's all you've been saying. It's getting annnoying.
Cameron looks out the window
Cameron: I'm gonna go visit Squee for a while.
Johnny: Alright, I'll probably be in the lower levels when you get back.
Cameron sighs and goes to see Squee She taps on the window
Cameron; Squee, you there? It's Cameron.
Squue walks over to the window and opens the window and Cameron climbs in
Cameron: I don't know if I should be using the window like Johnny does all the time.
Squee: I don't mind.
Cameron: Do your parents even know that Johnny comes over?
Squee: No, when I tell them about it, Mommy says she's ignoring me and Daddy thinks I'm talking about an imaginary friend.
Cameron: Oh. Are your parents even home right now, I didn't see the car.
Squee: No, they left a little while ago.
Cameron: They just left you home alone?
Squee; Yes.
Cameron; They don't really sound like very caring parents. I guess it's better than not having any parents. I never really knew my real parents when I was a kid.
Squee: Why not?
Cameron: I don't know what happened to them. I just grew up with foster parents my whole life. My only friend back then was Johnny.
Squee: Um, Ms. Cameron, can I ask you a question?
Cameron; Sure, go ahead.
Squee; Was the scary nieghbor man always so scary?
Cameron; Actually, when we were kids, he was the nicest person I knew.
Squee: Really?
Cameron; How about I tell you how I met him?
Squee; Okay.
They sit on Squees bed and Squee sits ther holding Shmee while Cameron thinks for a minute
Cameron; Well, I met Johnny on the first day of kindergarten. I was sitting by myself in the school playground when he walked up to me and said hi. I was very shy at the time so I didn't really say anything at first.
Squee: You're not shy now.
Cameron: Well, my shyness just dissapeared when i met Johnny.
Squee: Oh.
Cameron; Well, when i didn't say anything he asked me if there was somthing wrong, I just told him I was fine, which was a lie.
Squee: Why did you lie?
Cameron; I don't really know. He knew somthing was wrong and he sat next to me asking me what was wrong. I explained how my life was with my foster parents, and that i didn't have any friends. Then he asked me if I wanted to be friends with him.
Squee: Shmee says it's hard to believe he was ever that nice.
Cameron: Well, he was. After the first day of kindergarten we were the best of friends. I was always going over to his house. His parents were nice too. I always wished i had parents as nice as his. My foster parents hated me so much that I sometimes ended up at Johnnys front door crying. Whenever that happend his parents said it was okay for me to spend the night there.
Squee; Wow. Well how did he end up the way he is now?
Cameron; His parents were killed, and that had a big impact on him. I found out what happened when I went to his house on the day it happened. He was home alone, I noticed a difference in him right away. He was sitting in a dark corner of his bed room and i asked him what was wrong. He looked at me and I could see all the happiness that used to be in his eyes had completely dissapeared. He just stared at me until he finaly said his parents were dead. He told me that a man killed them while they were on their way to the store.
Squee: Wow.
Cameron: He didn't want to stay where he was he wanted to leave. I asked him not to go, I told him that he didn't have to face it alone. But he just left and I never saw him again until we just ran into each other in the street last week.
Squee: Somebody killed his mom and dad?
Cameron; That's what happened, Squee. I cried for hours when he left. He was my only friend, I would have gone with him but the thought didn't cross my mind quickly enough.
The voice of Squee's father comes from outside of Squees bedroom door telling him to go to bed
Squee: I have to go to bed now.
Cameron: I didn't realize it was that late. You want me to tell you a bed time story or somthing?
Squee; Okay.
Cameron; Lets see what's a good story? I remember this one story that Johnny's mother used to tell us. It's about a little boy who learned the importance in friend ship when he met another little boy in his neighborhood.
Squee slowly fell asleep as Cameron finished the story and Cameron quietly climbed out the window
Cameron: Goodnight Squee.
