A photographer's love story

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Status: Finished  |  Genre: Romance  |  House: Booksie Classic

This a short romantic story about a young photographer and his crush, although the story doesn;t have a happy ending I hope you enjoy it.


Through the wide open window, of the second floor bedroom shun a mellow soft light. Light filtered by the green leaves covering the vaulted sky above, and the song of bird often heard in the spring, was there. James set at his desk, cleaning the long lens of his camera. The rooms was filled with mellow green light and a gentle, slow-pace song that came out of his Bluetooth speaker. James made sure to clean every inch, on every side of the lens. He was getting ready for a very important photo shoot. The person who was going to be his model was a girl named Maria. A short brunet with long hair, and small blue eyes. Although not especially attractive to any other boy in his eyes she was the embodiment of grace and beauty, everything he could want, she was the definition of his desires and his happiness.  
 
The lens was so clean not even a spec of dust was visible on it. "Perfect." James whispered as he attached the lens to his DSLR.  He was sixteen years old, and only into photography for about two year. He started off using his phone, then collected some money and bought a compact camera, and finally after he got a job at McDonalds was he able to buy a DSLR and a lens. Just lie his cameras, his photos improved over time. From little snapshots of his dog, to beautiful portraits of people who's faces were engraved with a story. And from simple shots of his backyard, to beautiful, wide panoramas, filled with color and life, so vast overwhelming that it would make hairs on the back of your neck stand up.  
 
I am going to fuck this up so hard! James thought to himself, I never had any talent, why did I even ask her to pose for me?! His hands were sweating all over his clean camera lens. The day before, he asked Maria if she wanted to do a photo shoot with him, after she mentioned that she would like to be a model. James put down the camera on his desk, and went to the bathroom to wash his face. I regret ever daring to hope that she might pose for me! James splashed cold water on his face, washing away the sweat he got from nervousness. Well at least I get to hear her sweet voice. He cheered himself up as he wiped his face with a towel.  
 
It was already nine-thirty and he had to be in the park by ten. He quickly put on his red shirt and pants, grabbed his camera beg and ran off. His house wasn;t really that far away from the park, but he figured if he arrived early he could determine the lighting there, and decide how to setup his camera for the shooting. James walked down the street with yellow bricks, willed with little cracks. The yellow color of the sidewalk gave the perfect tint to the soft morning light. He had his white earphone in, James's favorite kind of music was soft rock, with light music and an interesting rhythm he could focus better of his photography. After a few minutes of walking he arrived at the park. The park wasn;t really a big open space, but many trees that filled it made it feet isolated from the rest of the town. The tall trees branched out, covering the sky in leaves that colored the sunlight green, with little batches of golden light falling through the whole in the leaves. James battled through the knee high crass in the park, until he reached a big oak tree. The tree was so wide, ten gown man were needed to surround it, it was the oldest tree in the park, and from behind it emerged Maria.  
 
"Oh hi!" James stuttered, not expecting her to be here so early. "Hey," Maria said loudly, with a shy smile on her face. She is beautiful. James thought to himself Like a forest nymph dancing in the green light. He found himself staring at her, when he realized there were a few moments of awkward silence. Ugh! Words James, words! "I brought the camera!" He finally spoke "It's nothing special, but I hope it does good." Maria rain up to him "Let me see!" Her smile still shining bright and never leaving her face. She grabbed the camera with both of her hands, and her eyes sparkled "Wow, impressive, no wonder your photos looks so good!" She said, inspecting the camera. "You thing my photos are good?" James asked surprised, "Yeah! I saw a few on Facebook, they're really good." She said handing the camera back to James. He just kept staring at her eyes, God how could you have created a being so perfect? He thought to himself as her gaze was kept at his. "So, where do you want to pose me?" Maria asked finally tuning away from him and going back to the old tree. "Um, right there, that good." James said as he changed the shutter speed and aperture on his camera. Maria turned around, leaning on the tree, her eyes looking behind the lens through her thing glasses. And thought the viewfinder James could see her staring right at him, as if he was hiding behind his camera, he snapped a photo. "Let me see the photo!" Maria ran to James, "Here, but you can't come running to see every shoot." James showed the photo to her, and she smiled. Suddenly he was far more comfortable around her. "Why don't you go behind the tree, and just peak your head out, that would be a great shoot!" James suggested, and Maria did as he said. Though the viewfinder James could only see her glasses and nose, but it was apparent she had a smile on the entire time, he snapped another photo. "Good, now if you could take off your jacket." Maria took it off, and hanged it off of a tree branch. She was warding a tight white sleeveless shirt, with her pink bra showing beneath. James blushed a little, Oh, maybe I shouldn;t have told her to take it off, she must think I'm a pervert now. He thought, but his thought were broken by Maria's voice, "Blushing much?" She asked teasingly and giggled, which made James blush even more. "Um, can you hang off of the branch like, swing or something?" He asked, she did, and he snapped a photo. 
 
After about half an hour, and about twenty photos later, they were finally done. James was sitting below the big oak tree, any Maria was talking on her phone. Once she was done ,she came and set beside him. "So..How do you like the photos?" James asked, trying to start a conversation. "I think you have a lot of talent James." Maria smiled at him. She took the camera again. "You know, I don;t have any photos with you, would you let me take a selfie?" Maria giggled, and James nodded, surprised she wanted a picture with him. The selfie turned out fine, although a bit over exposed since the light was much sharper now than it was half an hour ago. "You smile a lot." James said and blushed. "Only around the people I like." Maria said, smiling again, and James blushed more. "So, do you want to go have a coffee somewhere? Or do you just wanna chill here under this tree?" Maria stood up, "Actually, I was just on the phone with my boyfriend, I need to go and meet him now." James was shocked, he didn;t know Maria had a boyfriend, if he did he surely wouldn't have been so obvious about liking her. "Oh, your boyfriend?" James said, there was no longer a smile on his face. "Yeah he's a great guy." Maria smiled, she was playing with him. "Oh great, but don't let me keep you here then!" James said, trying to be nice. Maria looked away at the other end of the park, "Don;t worry, I won't." She said, her voice much more deeper and colder than before. And the smile from her face turned into a blank expression. James nodded. "Keep the pictures, I hope they're nice, and hey, if they're good enough I'll let you take some more." Maria smiled, and skipped off silently. Was she just cruel to tease me like that? James thought looking on as Maria disappeared among the trees. Maybe she agreed to do this out of pity. He looked down, going through the picture in his camera, deleting one by one. As the mellow and chilly morning turning into the bright day. Not a single tear fell out of James's eye. All the pictures were deleted, except the selfie. He decided to keep that one. Even if she was cruel to keep me in the dark like this, I'm still thankful for that moment of ignorance. James decided. I'm thankful she was mine, at least in my eyes, at least for this cold early spring morning. I love her still, but why?. I'm like a toy to her. Do all toys love their owners? James wondered, finally he looked up, and saw a flower but swinging in the wind in front of him. How precious were these moments.Will I ever forget them? Never! i mustn't! If i do I would let myself be hurt again. I shall remember then. I am alone. He smiled. And I am happy.


Submitted: September 06, 2015

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