Rise of the Jaded Rose

Chapter 21: Photograph

  Chapter 21: Photograph
Roselyn's POV
I wake up to the sound of cameras clicking. I feel something wrapped around my waist. Then I remember that Louis and I fell asleep reading. I open my eyes to see eleven people staring at us. Demi, Perrie, Melody, and Jesie are taking pictures on their phones.
"Go away," I growl at them. I want to reach out and close the curtain, but I can't reach and Louis' arm is still around my stomach holding me where I am.
"We have an interview. It's time to get up," Liam says, ever the responsible one.
"But I don't wanna," I whine.
"Do you want me to have them drag you out of bed," Liam threatens.
"Don't touch my girlfriend," Louis mumbles in his sleep.
"Aww that's adorable. Even when he's sleeping he is protecting her," Melody gushes.
Liam signals something to Zayn and Harry, but I don't catch what it was. The next thing I know Louis and I are soaking wet. They threw ice water on us. I jump up and try to chase the three boys. They run out of the bus and lock themselves inside the other bus.
"You guys better watch your backs. I'm going to get you when you least expect it," I threaten through the door. I'm fuming as I walk back to my bus. They should've known better. If you mess with the prank masters (Louis and I) you start a prank war that you'll never even have a chance of winning. Once I'm back on my bus I grab clothes and go get a hot shower to warm up. Louis was already dressed, by the time I had stopped threatening the boys. Soon everyone is ready and we take two vans to the interview. Harry, Zayn, and Liam make sure to be in the opposite van as me and Louis. I honestly can't blame them there. We arrive at a radio station shortly. The interview goes really well. After the interview we decide to go out to lunch before our photo shoot. I recommended that we go to In & Out Burger since it's only in California. Everyone agreed with my idea. We ate quickly and headed to our photo shoot. I was nervous. I was never really photogenic and prefer to be the one behind the camera. We were directed to separate dressing rooms. There was a stylist waiting inside each one.
"Hi Roselyn. I'm Casey. I'll be your stylist today," she greets me.
"Hi," I say and wave to her. I'm still incredibly nervous.
"You're nervous aren't you," she asks picking up on how I'm feeling.
"Yeah. It's my first photo shoot," I tell her.
"There's nothing to worry about. It will be great," she reassures.
"Thanks," I reply.
"I wasn't totally sure as to your style so I picked out quite a few outfits. I know they plan on doing multiple photo sets, so once we pick a style we'll pick individual outfits from there," she says. She leads me over to a rack where she has different styles hanging up. I'm immediately drawn to a pair of dark ripped skinny jeans, that are paired with black knee high high heel boots. I don't like the shirt though. It's a pink and green floral print. I see a purple shirt that had sleeves that hang down the shoulders and a see through lace design on the sides. I grab the outfit and show Casey.
"What do you think of this? I know they weren't matched together," I ask.
"I think it fits you. It's cute and fun, but also has a sense of danger and mystery. What do you want to do for accessories," she asks.
I look through everything and find black lace fingerless gloves, and a silver half heart necklace that looks like it has been broken. I show them to Casey and she approves. I quickly get dressed and Casey does my hair up into a cute updo. I walk out of the dressing room. I don't see any of the others around. I ask an assistant where to go and she directs me to the set. I soon arrive there. I see the others are already inside. I walk inside and every eye in the room is on me. I blush from embarrassment. Louis walks over to me, grabs my arms, and pulls me into him so I'm against his chest with our arms between us.
"You look amazing," he whispers to me. I'm blushing even more.
"I'm really nervous," I tell him.
"Don't be. I'm right here with you," he says and squeezes my hands reassuringly.
"Do you think I'll be allowed to take a few pictures," I ask.
"You can do whatever your little heart desires. If you want to take pictures I'll find a way for you to take pictures," Louis tells me.
We walk over to where the others are waiting. The photographer chooses Little Mix first, and starts positioning them where he wants them. The rest of us are sitting and talking. Louis wanders away for a little while. He comes back holding a brand new Nikon D3100 camera. I smile as he approaches me, and holds out the camera. I immediately jump up and hug Louis. He hands me the camera and tells me to go have fun. I go over and start taking pictures of Little Mix around the photographer. I make silly faces at them to make them smile. I also make silent silly comments about the photographer behind his back. They can't stop laughing. I get pictures of them laughing. Louis comes over and starts being silly. I get some good shots of him fooling around. The photographer suddenly turns around and sees us. You can tell he is upset with Louis. He sees my camera.
"Are you unaware that I'm the main photographer Miss," he asks.
"I am aware. I just love photography and it was a way to calm my nerves," I tell him. He obviously doesn't care.
"I will not allow an amateur photographer taking photographs in my own studio, behind my back no less," he demands.
"An amateur!?! I have traveled to three different states to take photography lessons! I have spent over three weeks in three different summers studying photography with professionals. I am not an amateur," I yell at him. I then turn around and walk away. I go and collect my purse and my bag. I say thank you to Casey for helping me, and then I walk out the doors to the car. I climb into the back row of seats in the van. Minutes later the others join me. Louis sits next to me on the right and Melody and Harry climb in next to him. {A/N: It's a 15 passenger van so it will hold them all. The last row of those vans has four seats. Just trying to clear things up a little bit. They also switched vehicles. They had two mini vans on the way there, but were sent a different van to take them back.} We are about to pull out of the parking lot when I see someone running after us. I yell for the driver to stop, and I climb out of the van over everyone. I see that it is Casey chasing us. I go over to her.
"What's wrong," I ask her.
" I heard you need a stylist. I don't want to work for that Ahole anymore. I saw how he treated you," she says.
"Of course. I would love it if you would be my stylist. Would you mind being Melody's stylist as well? We've been using Lou and Alexis, but they are busy enough that they don't need to plan for two more people," I say.
"I would love to," she says.
"Come on then. We're headed back to the buses," I tell her. She follows me and we get in the van.
"Everybody meet Wings new stylist," I say. Everyone hollers and claps. Casey takes a empty seat in the front row, while I climb over everyone to get to the back corner where I was. Once we are settled the driver starts to take us back to the buses.
"That was really nice," Louis whispers in my ear.
"It was no big deal. We needed a stylist and she needed a job. She was working for an asshole," I whisper back. Louis gives me a shocked look at my swearing.
"Did you just say what I thought you said," he asks me surprised.
"Yeah, you guys are a bad influence," I tell him.
"We are not," Louis declares loudly.
"We are not what," Niall questions from in front of us.
"Miss Roselyn here says that we are a bad influence," Louis rats me out.
"You have to admit she is right," Melody pipes in.
"No we're not argues," Harry.
"Then who influenced me into swearing? You boys are the only ones around here that swear. The Little Mix girls do on occasion, but it's mostly you five boys," I say.
"No way. You swear now," Zayn asked shocked.
"She does. She called that photographer an asshole," Louis yells.
Casey looks at me and smiles. We spend the rest of the ride arguing about whether the boys are a bad influence or not. When we get to the buses I introduce Casey to Lou and Alexis. The two are thrilled to meet her and take her right in. They give her a bunk and start talking about fashion. I quietly slip out the door happy to see a smile on Casey's face. I enter my own bus to see that everyone is there and still arguing. I'm about to break up the fight when Liam's phone rings. It's a very familiar ringtone that we all dread. We all have the same ringtone for that person. It's Simon. Liam answers and puts the phone on speaker.
"Hi Uncle Simon," we all say together.
"What the hell happened at the photo shoot? Why did you all walk out," Simon demands.
"Well you see that's a bit of a funny story," Louis says.
"I'm waiting," Simon says. He is most definitely not in a mood for jokes.
"Roselyn was really nervous, seeing as it was her first shoot, and she wanted to take pictures to calm her nerves. Louis got her a camera and she was taking pictures and the photographer got mad and called her an amateur. She tore him apart declaring that she was not an amateur, and told him about all this trips she took to study photography, and then she walked out. We followed her of course," Demi explains.
"Is it true that you are a excellent photographer, Roselyn," he asks me.
"I'm ok. I've gone on three trips that had photography. One was a weeklong adventure in Yosemite, another was a two week trip in New Mexico, and the most recent was a weeklong trip in coastal Maine," I tell him.
"The magazine company is still demanding I give them photos. Would you be willing to take the photos? I need a photographer," Simon questions.
"I would love to. Is there anything specific we need to do," I ask.
"Do whatever. Have fun with it," he tells me.
"Ok. Thank you Uncle Simon," I say.
"Oh Uncle Simon, I almost forgot. We were having a bit of an argument and we were wondering if you could settle it? I say that the boys are bad influences, but they don't agree. What do you think," I ask him.
"I think that they may be a bad influence in some ways, but they are a good influence on the fans. What brought this up," he wonders.
"Roselyn swore today, and blamed it on us being a bad influence," Louis says.
"I think she's right about that one Louis," Simon says. I stick my tongue out at Louis as if to prove I'm right. He sticks his out back at me.
"I have other issues to deal with. Send me the pictures when you're done," Simon tells us.
"Ok, bye Uncle Simon," we all say. Liam hangs up the phone.
"Let's go have some fun taking pictures," Selena yells.
"What do we need oh lovely photographer," Harry asks flirting. Both Louis and Melody hit him at the same time.
"You all need to pick out three comfy, yet nice outfits. Then grab fun props like soccer balls, guitars, anything you like that shows a piece of you. Meet me here in 20 minutes," I say. We all split to go find our stuff. I choose my three outfits. The first one is a pair of boot cut jeans, flip flops, and a cute purple flowy tank. The second one is a cute camo dress, black knee high boots, and a black sweater. The last outfit is a pair of skinny jeans with wedge heels, a teal shirt, and my red couple hoodie. I grab a couple books, my cameras, and sketch book. I head out to the living room. No one is ready yet. I call for a van to transport us. Then I google search for a park nearby. I find one and look at the pictures and decide that it will work. I call Paul and tell him the plan. He arranges for extra security. Soon everyone is ready. We head out and climb in the van. I sit in the front and give the driver directions. The park is only five minutes away. It has a huge playground, bathrooms where we can change outfits, and nature trails through the woods. Everyone is excited about the location. I lead the way to a pavilion with picnic tables. I ask everyone to lay out their outfits across a table. I then take a notebook and a sharpie and put a sign labeling everyone's table. I look at everyone's outfits and tell them to put a certain one on. I had the boys put on their casual outfits. When they come back I tell them to go play on the playset. They look at me like I'm crazy.
"Go play on the playset," I say.
"I thought we were taking pictures," Niall comments.
"Just do what I say. I'm the photographer here," I tell them. They finally get the memo and go play on the playset. Louis has a soccer ball in his hands. He immediately runs to the highest point. I see Zayn running underneath where Louis is. I know how Louis thinks and aim the camera lens at the two boys. I catch the soccer ball midflight with Louis smiling and Zayn oblivious to the ball flying at his head. I then see all five of them on the swings. I catch a picture of them all swinging together in sync. I get so many more of them being silly. While the boys were playing I had Little Mix getting ready. I get pictures of them sitting and reading and writing music on the steps of the playset, and sitting on a bench in the woods along one of the trails. I had the boys do poses where they are sitting on a bench pretending to write music, or sitting in a tree talking. I also got pictures of couples. The couple pictures were the cutest. We've spent a good two hours having fun. Everyone's clothes are everywhere. They've been trading clothes and accessories to create more outfits. I'm looking through a stack of clothes when Louis comes over to me.
"I see that your clothes have remained untouched throughout all of this," he says pointing at my table.
"Yeah I've been a little busy with you guys," I tell him.
"I think it's your turn to be in front of the camera," he informs me.
"Fine, but I'm giving the camera to Selena. I don't trust you boys," I tell him. I grab an outfit from my table, hand off the camera to Selena, and head to change. I come out wearing my first outfit. I see that everyone is deciding where Melody and I pose at. They take pictures of us playing on the playset. They decided to focus on the slides. A lot of the pics involved us either pushing each other down the slides or racing down them. My favorite was when I was sitting on top of the canopy over the slide and Melody was sitting on the slide ready to go down it. Then we changed into our nice outfits. They took pictures of us along the nature trails. The best one was taken from behind us that showed us holding hands as friends and laughing at a joke that Louis yelled. Then they put us in our last outfits. We were sitting on the playset and I was drawing while Melody read a book, and then we were both singing while Melody played her guitar. They got some amazing pictures of us smiling and having fun. Then Demi insisted on getting couple pictures of me and Louis.
"What do you want us to do," I ask.
"I don't know. Act natural," she tell us. I look at Louis and see that he is thinking. I think of something and take off running. He follows me. I hear a camera clicking as Louis chases me. We are both wearing our couple hoodies. I run towards the swings, but Louis is too fast for me and tackles me. We both hit the ground hard. He rolls me over so I'm on my back, and he is on top of me. He leans down and kisses me. I kiss him back. The boys are wolf whistling while the girls are awing. Selena is taking pictures. Louis eventually gets off of me. He helps me stand up. As soon as I'm balanced I take off running again. This time I actually make it to the swings. I get on the first one and start swinging. Louis gets on the one next to me. We both start to get really high. We are swinging in sync.
"Now what," Louis yells to me.
"Now we jump," I yell back.
"On three," Louis says.
"One," I yell.
"Two," he yells.
"Three," we yell together and fly off the swings and grab hands mid-air. We tumble to the ground together. Everyone is laughing at us. We stand up and Selena hands me my camera. I look through the pictures she took and smile at the ones of Louis and I. I actually look happy. My favorite was a shot of us jumping off the swing holding hands. We're smiling and the sun is shining from behind us. When we get back to the bus I upload all of the photos onto my computer and send them to Simon. I print out my favorites and tape them around my bunk. Today went from terrible to one of the best days ever.