Sam found his bible on his bed, read a chapter from the book of Proverbs and prayed. It was his routine before sleep.
"Tomorrow will be a busy day." he thought.
"I am wondering what Rye is doing right now," Sam thought of his friend who was out of town, "I hope they're safe."
Rye Vasquez was one of Sam's best buddies. He was lived in the next street from where Sam lived. He went to a vacation yesterday with his family. He just graduated from high school and thought of going to the same school where Sam attends.
The clock's hands pointed at one thirty in the morning, as Sam shut his eyes to sleep. The moon, together with the sparkling stars was smiling from the window pane, watching the boy who fell on a deep sleep.
***
His mobile phone alarmed at six in the morning.
"Okay.. just give me five minutes," he pleaded as he stretched his lean arms and legs;
"Thank God for this day," he said and opened his eyes.
The rays of the sun shone through the window, greeted him a good morning.
"Summer is here, I can feel it!" he exclaimed with a big smile and rushed finding his mobile phone.
He browsed the Inbox of his phone, looked for a certain message.
A text message read:
Good morning bro!
So far, this out-of-town thing is good.
We had fun last night.
It was a text message from his friend, Rye. Yet that was not the message he was looking for.
A text message from an unknown number appeared on the Inbox list, said:
Hi, this is Janna.
I am one of the high school students from Shiloh High.
Just want say hi from me and my friends.
His cheeks turned red and made an outstanding smile as he read again the message from the unknown number. He immediately saved Janna's number on the Contacts of his phone and forgot about the text message that he was looking for. That smile remained on his face as he rushed down the stairs and looked for his mom.
"Mama, is breakfast ready?" he asked.
He went to the dining room and found a plate of pancakes with maple syrup on top. A note was beside the plate which read,
Sam,
I went out to get some groceries.
Here's your breakfast. Just make your coffee and make sure to lock the door when you leave.
Just give me a call if you need anything:
Mama
"Thanks Mama," he said.
(Reviews needed. Thanks!)

I love what's happening in your story, I love the way you describe things, and I love the way he has the same routine as me before he go to sleep. Keep it on, cause this story rocks!