Firesonic152

 Glancing at the clock, its hands migrated around to the other side since last time she checked. Amelia sighs, placing the fork she was toying with down. She let herself droop, wondering what could possibly be keeping him. Her eyes venture around the room, landing on a few pictures of him and her together. In one she is wearing his dark brown cowboy hat. Her smile is spread wide, probably due to her laughter. Ameilia was wearing a floaty tee and shorts as she clung lightly to Sam. Sam's face was reddened. Partly because of the sun's rays burning his skin and the rest due to the blush clouding upon his cheeks. He wore his usual white button-