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'White Ferrari' Frank Ocean

bad luck to talk on these rides..




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Sevyn Imani Edwards

Have you ever felt so invisible that you started to wonder if you actually were invisible? If you somehow managed to asked about me, whoever you asked probably wouldn't be aware of my existence. I was never surrounded by loads of company. Maybe it was by choice, i wasn't sure why. I had a lot of personality, well at least i thought so. I had probably one friend but other than that, It was just me and my camera.

My camera was my best friend. All my favorite moments, anything i found beautiful. All in a little chip. It's always been one of my guilty pleasures, since middle school. I carried it everywhere with me, capturing every moment i thought needed to be photographed.

I had no idea how i found myself attending UCONN. I could've picked from plenty of other colleges but i picked this one. I could've been better off somewhere else. Maybe because it was the furthest away from my parents. I wanted nothing to with them. After highschool, i took all my savings and moved away as far as i could. I never looked back, not even once. They didn't care that i left either way. They weren't even excited about the scholarship i was able to earn. All they cared about was their jobs and beer. It saddens me sometimes but i'm glad i was no longer in that environment.

It was raining outside so i had to wait it out before i could walk back to my apartment. I sat on a bench outside and watched as the rain poured. I decided to look through some of my recent pictures i took earlier this week in my camera. I smiled, pleased with my work.

My parents were discouraging when it came to my side hobby. Just another reason to leave home. I came to UCONN to major in psychology. It's always been my passion but photography just so happened to be on the side, alongside dance but that was a guilty pleasure. My weekends or free time were spent in the dance studio or on the shoreline, with my camera. I made extra cash by taking pictures of people on the beach, nothing that could keep me afloat though. i often got compliments about camera skills and that's where my encouragement came from.

"Nice camera"

My eyes pulled away from my pictures to see a familiar blonde smiling down at me. My thoughts stopped and I almost got lost in her eyes, and that gorgeous smile. I couldn't help but softly smile back. "thanks"

she nodded in response. "mind if i sit?"

I looked down at my bag in the empty space and quickly moved it. "no not all, have a seat"

she chuckled softly. "thanks"

I've seen her around a good amount of times. She was pretty popular around here, a celebrity even. Paige Bueckers. Star basketball player and quite the head turner for the girls.

"you're paige bueckers right?" i said, already knowing who she was but attempted to make conversation.

"yup that's me. And you are?" she turned to look at me and i suddenly lost my words. I hated my first name. For obvious reasons of course. I didn't like the idea of my name sounding equivalent to a number.

"um promise not to laugh" i said with a soft chuckle.

"i promise i won't laugh" she say up straight and gave me her full attention. I bit my lip but let out a breath. "it's sevyn"

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