Project One - Outbreak (Hiatus)

52nd

Chapter 2- 52nd

Fairfield was less metro and much more suburban. Small shops and vendors scattered around the town. The only major shopping centre was the Neeta Megamall. Behind Neeta was a car park space. It was a old car port with ID slot machines and the steel gates would open. Today’s car ports used thermal walls that blocked off wandering individuals that could possibly have other ulterior motives into make their ways in. 

Khan walked behind the Neeta and found a secret alley way that led to the abandoned car port. This wasn't guarded by the white 'TREST' guards. As he made his way into the abandoned concrete space, Davis, as expected, was already waiting there.

Casually he smoked and glanced around until he saw Khan in sight.

Khan sat next to him on one of the steel barriers that stopped cars from lurching forward onto the edge of the car port. In between the striped white lines they were numbered: one to one hundred. 52 was the car space they would always sit to enjoy their cigarettes.

'School today?' Khan started.

'Nah, i had bio.' Davis replied. It was obvious that he didn't bother to attend college at all. His uniform was on but unbuttoned revealing his black long sleeved 'Henleys' undershirt.

'You're on parole.' Khan continued. 'You should start attending class. MIDAT might come up.'

MIDAT is the government private agency. They control all of the Australian Infrastructure and economy to the Australian Army itself. They were the bosses of absolutely everything that runs under the government.

'Unique MIDAT!' Exclaimed Davis. 'They can't do shit.' Davis waved his ID under Khan's nose.

Khan didn't care, he knew for the year he's been with him that Davis was a special case, but it didn't stop him from bragging about it.

They began to brawl, argue and laugh for the whole noon. This was their personal hang out spot. Not even TREST knew about this old car port. Nor did they care. Who would want to park their cars in a rusted graveyard?

The Sun began to dip and the sky turned cobalt. This indicated their time to return home. Both made their way towards Fairfield Station. Davis lived in Fairfield but he still walked his mate towards his departure zone.

'W, A, Nine, five, six. Has arrived on platform three. Route forty-two Train will depart in two minutes.'

The feminie announcer blurred out of the speakers filled the station platform.

'Tomorrow, same time?' Khan asked.

Davis though for a second. 'Maybe, I might have to buy another packet of smokes back at 'The Square'.

Khan boarded the train and waved.

Davis exited the station and left.

The doors closed shut and the train moved.

'Same time, i guess.' Khan muttered to himself.

****

It was the next day. School was school. Nothing different. Khan met the same people, and talked the same thing, day by day. Davis was surprisingly at school. Khan met up with his group of friends. Steven, Malik, Saner, and Sami.

Steven is a tall and thin Serbian. The typical blue eyes but brown hair, his nose was long and stern and his body was extremely slender. Malik is broad and large Pole. Blond hair, deep green eyes and a stocky build. His accent is also thick. Saner was Turkish. He is short and stout, large amounts of facial stubble and Sami is a large, overweight Samoan. He is not only large but tall. He is also the biggest out of the group. The strange thing about Sami was that he didn't look unusual for his weight. It was as if it suited him but none would speak a word. Especially with the threat of a fist in their mouth.