*I'm gonna asume that it's fine that my character is 12. (Being that young he wouldn't be able to work at the cafe, but I'll have him hang out there.) I'm kinda bending the desccription of what are characters are supposed to be like, but I hope it won't be a problem.
Jake walked down the sidewalk, both of his hands balled into fists and hanging at his side. He glanced at the locations of buildings, streets, and crosswalks through the veil of his dark hair. He was trying to memorize the geography of his new, temporary home.
It's not that he wanted to like this place or anything, and of course, if he didn't want to like it, he wouldn't. But there was no way he was going to bum around his Aunt Jodie's house all day, and it wasn't like he could go over to a nonexistant friend's house or anything, so he'd have to find somewhere else to go during the day.
The medical center, which was the reason Jake was there at all, was within walking distance of his Aunt Jodie's house, two parks (he'd already been to both of them. One was for little kids, and the other was the scenic-walk-by-a-lake type,) and the shopping center that he was checking out.
So far he'd found nowhere that he'd be able to stand hanging around all day. Most of the stores were either gift shops full of cheap trinkets and flowers, or clothing stores. He was about to give up when he spotted a sign that said "Free Wi-Fi." He glanced at the rest of the exterior of the building. It was a cafe, and looked acceptable.
As he entered the cafe, a little bell attatched to the door anounced his arrival. Already one annoying thing about the place...
He surveyed the rest of the room. It wasn't to bad, a few couches, some chairs with tables for those using computers or eating, and some bar style chairs in front of the counter.
Jake walked up to the line in front of the counter and surveyed the menu while waiting for the few people in front of him to order.
When it was his turn he told the cashier to get him a double shot starbucks frapacchino, put the money down, and walked off to one of the bar style stools before the casheir could say anything. If he was going to end up hanging out there regularly, the first thing he'd have to do was make it clear that he did not want to make an aquantince or friend of the employees, even if he was there everyday. Thus his aprupt order.
It seemed to have worked. His drink was plopped in front of him without comment.
Jake finished his highly caffinated drink and his assesment of the cafe fairly quickly, and left. He had decided that though the cafe wasn't exactly the perfect hang out, it was better than any of the other places he had seen.