POV Jessica
oh my god, oh my god, oh my god
I'm late, l'm late,
for a very important date.
No time to waste.
Why today of all days did my alarm clock didn't go off. Why is it today so important? Well, None other then Tony Stark himself is coming to our school.
He was one of my ideals. Beside the whole playboy thing. I loved his work, his invention. I was kind of a computer geek my self. But, not in that kind of way. I used computers to make cool art. Like animations and fan art. I even had my own YouTube that has like 3,000 suberibers, I like to call them fellow artsiest.
I knew I missed the bus stop so I went on foot. I live somewhat close so I could easily walk it or run it. Which is what I was doing. I was glad I took track so I was able to get to school barley on time. But, I knew it was worth it. I was in journalism so I was chosen to be the main photographer. I was so excited. After all this was going to be in my recorded.
"Sorry Mr. E, my alarm clo~" I paused to see a woman with read hair in the room.
"oh, Hello you must be Jessica lead photographer." she said.
"y-yes I am and you are?"
"Pepper Pots Mr. Starks head. I was just here to give instructions on todays presentation"
"Of Course! your the boss and I do not wish to make Mr. Stark unhappy while he's her at QHS."[Quoncation high school]
"See I told you she's good at heart and Like I also say a fan of Mr. Starks work"
"MR. ERINS!!" I said trying not to blush
"you should have seen the look on her face when I asked her to be the lead photographer on this. She was I Christmas, Halloween, and her birthday came a whole year early"
"*cough* Now can we get to the point about I am allowed to do and not allowed to do." I said annoyed with Mr. E.
"Well there's really only one. Can you not talk flash."
"NO flash got nothing else."
"your not going to ask why?"
"Because he has a condition or something. Look I don't need to know why. I just need the good shoots."
"ok, well I'll leave you to it. Oh do you wish to take a picture of him before he goes to the auditorium?"
"BEFORE!" I said a little too quickly.
"ok, meet me in the career room in ten minutes and you can take you picture and walk with us to the auditorium. k."
"Roger that." I said with a thumbs up and a wink. She laughed and left the room.
I was so stocked to do this. But, I had to stay focus for the next 3 hours, then I was free to fan girl all over the place.
I went to my locker and got my camera which was [ironically but not really] named IRON. It was hot rode red. One of my favorite colors, my real favorite was purple but they didn't have any in that color so I got the next best thing.
I grabbed IRON, my press pass, and dumped my bag in the locker then walked to the carrier room. I was thinking in my head like I do when I walk anywhere. I like to call it my mindscape if you will(yes that was gravity fall but I called it that before gravity fall ever came out to suck it). I was just thinking. What if I get so star struck or Stark struck I wouldn't be able to talk to him?
No I'll talk to him. Just very professional. I was like a lead example here. The teacher said I will go places someday. So I can do this.
I started to repeat that over and over in my head all the way there.
POV Tony
Wow are these people focused on college. I was in what the called the carrier room. The room was line with many college banners. So it formed a colorful triangle banner.
I was interrupted from my thoughts when Pepper entered the room.
"ok I cleared up every thing with the lead photographer."
"So, he won't use any flash right."
"She"
"what"
"the lead photograph. Is a she and yes she won't use the flash"
"the lead photograph is a girl?"
"Yes, she a Junior. She actual coming in about five minute so clean yourself up"
I was kind of surprise that the lead photographer was a girl.
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