An Unexpected Turn of Events ~5SOS~

3.

After Callie stormed off all the boys and I dispersed into different activities.

I grabbed my laptop out of my room and walked out onto the back porch. I sat on the steps with my back on the railing.

I plugged the memory chip from my camera into my laptop while my phone played my playlist out loud.

I scanned through the photos I had taken, impressed with my work.

When I reached the photos Calum took, I laughed.

Despite the fact I thought I looked like complete and utter crap, I didn't delete any of the photos Calum took.

I didn't know why, though. Obviously those photos didn't fit with any of the other photos I had ever taken. Granted, I didn't take those photos. They were different and I couldn't quite figure out if I was happy Calum at taken them or if I was grateful he had.
He did make a great point. Saying how you couldn't prove I was even there. I couldn't remember the last time I had taken a photo with me in it.

Probably Junior Prom.

I moved all of my photos into my folder for yet to be edited photos, while I moved the photos Calum had taken into a new folder that I lamely named, 'Spring Break.'
I opened up my editing icon on my desktop and selected the first photo I had taken after I flew into Heathrow.

I took it on the sidewalk, after we left the airport. We were lucky it wasn't raining, it was actually sunny.

I took an action shot. The taxis that were flying down the street were driving right past a women dressed in a peacoat trying to hail a cab.

I was able to take the shot so that the cabs weren't blurry. I clicked the small icon that allowed me to blur out whatever I wanted.

I blurred out most of the background so that you couldn't quite decipher where the photo was.

I kept one of the taxis in focus- the one closest to the woman and enhanced the color of the cab, then removing any blemishes on it.

I was proud of my work. Sure all of this editing took time, but I enjoyed doing it.

My photos meant everything to me.

In my room back in the states, two of the walls in my room were a collage of photos.

 They weren't in a perfect array, they were abstractly placed. I generally replaced the photos on my wall every few months. But there were always ten photos I never dared to move.

As I saved the edited photo of the woman and the taxi into my completed photos folder, I felt a another presence on the porch.

I looked over my shoulder to see the smiling face of my newfound cousin.

"Hey," I said, a toothless smile on my face.

"Hey," he replied, "I like the music."

At that moment I realized what song was actually playing.

Unpredictable by none other than 5 Seconds of Summer.

"I didn't lie when I said I listened to good music," I said giving Ashton an innocent grin.

Ash smiled, "So what're you doing?"

I moved my legs off the steps and patted the spot next to me, motioning for him to sit next to me.

"I'm editing my photos from my trip so far," I explained, showing him the before and after of the photo I had just edited.

"That photo was great before you edited it. I'm not saying it's not good after I'm just saying it was good before too," Ash said.