Bloody hell, Natasha! I grumbled as I try to weave into the crowd. You know how I hate this place!
Hey, Natasha laughed, this is a good experience for you to get over your hate of crowded places.
I avoided malls like the plague, or any crowded places for that matter. It was never a fun experience rubbing shoulders with strangers.
Nuh-uh, shaking my head, what if we lost each other and ended up in opposite directions? Not fun.
You're easy to spot, Natasha winks.
I made faces at Natasha while she just laughed in return.
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It was the day after Valentine's Day during junior year and Mr. Kristoph invited me to an open for all whole day photography event. I wasn't so sure about attending since I didn't think I'd know anyone there.
The event was held in the local town hall. I was happy because it was near campus and I needed to get back for a meeting anyways. And it's a quick escape in case I did not enjoy it.
I walked in the auditorium at 3pm like planned. It wasn't crowded but there were enough people to make me cringe. I had to give Mr. Kristoph a call first. I needed a familiar face.
Sorry, dear, he said on the other line, I won't be making it.
But, sir, I whined, I'm here because I knew you'd be coaching me.
Ah, he chuckled. There are people there who could also coach you.
But! I felt like a child.
You'll be fine, little one. He reassured me. Make friends, okay? I really have to go, meeting starts in 2.
Okay. And I heard a click.
Great. An afternoon with strangers. I shoved my phone back in my backpack, shaking my head. I took my camera bag and prepped up my camera. Might as well take a few shots since the meeting with the arts department won't start till 6.
What do I do now? I've never done fashion photography before. Maybe I should take photos of photographers taking photos. Yeah, that's a good idea. I nodded to myself with self-assured satisfaction.
Hey, nerd. Someone called from behind me.
I stopped in my tracks. I turned around and I had to blink a couple of times – trying to make that I wasn't seeing things or apparitions.
My heart skipped a beat. A familiar face, yes. But all too familiar.
What are you doing here?
I'm here for the event, you smiled. And you?
Mr. Kristoph invited me and I couldn't say no. I pouted. And now, I'm alone.
No, you're not. You grinned. You got me.
Your smile has always been contagious. I felt a grin creeping in on the corners of my mouth.
Ken is here too, you looked over your shoulder. You should say hi.
Really? Relived that there are people I know. Great!
I didn't really care if Ken was around. Knowing that you were present made everything better.
Ken! I waved.
Hey kid, Ken smiled. Haven't seen you around.
You know me, I winked, busy as a bee.
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Missed Chances
Ficção GeralFictional short stories of what ifs and could have beens in the eyes of the writer. Originally posted on wordpress (secretly) but I guess an audience is needed. haha