Kiara sits in her room until she can't take it anymore, she feel totally suffocated here, with Val checking on her every five fucking minutes, she just wanted to get out for a bit. Kiaras always been a pretty keen photographer, it's her way of trying to make sense of the world she sees, so she grabs her camera, leaving her phone so no one could bother her. Once she sneaks out the front door as quietly as possible she starts to walk down the road, taking in all the new sights getting a few snaps hear and there.
She didn't stop, she just kept walking, she wanted to see where she'd end up I guess.
Eventually after following a small winding path she ends up on the beach. The beach had always been her happy place. But it's pretty bittersweet now. She's flooded with memories of her dad teaching her to surf when she was little. A few tears escape her eyes as she tries to push the memory away. She puts her camera up to her eye and zooms in on the ocean to try and get a good picture ... when she spots something ... someone ... a boy ... riding the waves with ease. She takes a picture.
Around 20 minutes later she's sat on a log a bit further up the beach, eyes closed, just listening to the sound of crashing waves.
"I saw you" a voice makes her jump and open her eyes. A blonde boy with a surfboard tucked under his arm stood in front of her.
She stays silent, just looking at him.
"Can I at least see it?"
"What?" She says quietly
"The picture you took of me" he smirks
"Oh erm ... I take pictures of lots of things, can't help if people get in the way sometimes" she shrugs
"Sure .. so can I see"
"no"
"no?" He teases
"no one sees them ... they're private"
"So you're a photographer then?" He nods
"not really"
"So what then?" He smirks
She shrugs
"Are you one of those girls who feels like they have to document everything they do for social media or some shit that nobody actually cares about" he raises an eyebrow.
She's a tad offended that he assumes she's that shallow.
"no ... its not that at all. I just like to ... capture moments ... I guess. The reality, good or bad ... can be beautiful"
"So which one am I?"
"What?"
"Good or bad"
"The beach is peaceful, that's why i took out my camera ... and you .. you looked peaceful in it too I guess .. content"
He smiles in surprise to her answer.
"So what are they for? Your photos if you don't show anyone?"
"I haven't figured it out yet ... they're still missing something"
"Like what?"
"A point of view" she sighs "something to say"
"That's Cool"
"It is?"
"Yeah, different is cool"
"Different, right you mean weird" she nods
"no ... that isn't what I mean at all"
"Sure" she mutters
"You from round here?" He asks curious
She shakes her head "no"
"Thought so"
"Oh and why's that"
"I would of remembered you if I'd seen you before"
She smiles a little at his words
"I should probably go"
"Right"
"See you round ... mystery girl"
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Kiara walks back to vals house and tries to sneak back in but both vlad and Val are around waiting for her.
"Kiara where have you been?" Val says worried
"Just for a walk?" She answers casually
"We were so worried about you! You can't just go off like that without telling us"
"Why not? I'm seventeen not seven?"
"I called you a dozen times?"
"Sorry I left my phone"
"I know you're struggling to settle in here but ... I think we need to set some ground rules"
"Can we do this later please, I'm tired"
"Kiara we need to talk ..."
"Goodnight" she cuts her off and walks upstairs to her room.
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Foster kid
FanfictionWhat happens when kiara is uprooted and moved to the outer banks after losing her entire family.
