Dreamer. [joshler]

three. Park Bench

"Where are we going?" I asked as I followed Josh out of the studio.

He stopped outside the door and turned to me.

"We're going to the small park just over there," he pointed in the direction of the park.

"I wanna see how you take pictures, your strategies." He smiled.

I smiled back and we began walking to the park, I kept a comfortable distance next to him. I glanced at him out of the corner of my eye, he looked nice. He wore a gray tee shirt, his arms swung freely. They were muscular unlike mine, one arm was completely covered in colorful tattoos. They were truly beautiful and bright, they told a story. His hands looked old and worn, aged. I had lost track again and was staring, I looked back up in front of me embarrassed. The little park came into sight and I felt a spark of excitement in my stomach, I couldn't wait to take pictures there.

Once we were in we stopped and I quickly pulled out my camera, I wrapped its strap around my neck so I wouldn't drop it. The park was beautiful. Trees leaves rustled in the wind, birds hid in bushes, squirrels littered the fields and benches, morning dew glittered off the grass, sunshine poked through the trees. It was all so amazing, but there was one thing that caught my eye. Off in the distance was an old rusty swing set, it was vacant. I looked over at Josh and pointed to it excitedly.

"Look-I've got an idea!"

I grabbed his arm and drug him to the swing set.

"Sit down here," I moved him towards the swing seat.

"You sure it can hold-"

I cut him off by placing my hands on his shoulders and pushing him onto the swing, it creaked annoyingly.

"Just hold the chains as if you're about to swing like a normal person," I instructed.

I watched as he casually grabbed the chains, gently reaching out and moving one of his hands higher than the other.

"Now kick one of your legs back,"

He leisurely moved one of his legs back, keeping it in place. I moved back behind him, standing so you could barely see part of his face. The sun was perfect, it shined down in front of him. This picture was going to be perfect.

-Josh-

"Now what?" I asked curiously as Tyler moved behind me.

I've had many students before take pictures of things like birds and grass, but never of me. I was comfortable with it though, Tyler looked so focused. Like his mind was set on getting that one perfect picture, so I let him.

"Ok now just look at something out in the distance." He ordered.

I looked for something to stare at, my eyes landed on a few kids playing in the field. They looked so happy and stress free, I didn't even feel the smile that crept on to my lips. I heard the snap of Tyler's camera and unfroze from my position, kicking the mulch under my shoes and studying it. I smiled again when I heard a dog barking, another snap sounded from Tyler's camera. I had no idea he was taking more pictures, I turned to look at him. He was grinning down madly at his camera. He lifted it and handed it to me, smiling with pride.

"What do you think?"

I nimbly took the camera from his hands and looked at it. In the first picture the sunlight hit perfectly, my smile was perfect my position was perfect. The second one was even better, it was completely unplanned. The pictures were just, well, perfect. I grinned up at him and handed the camera back.

"They're amazing, you're a natural." I laughed lightly.

He smiled back, dimples cratering his cheeks. The sunlight shined in his eyes, they were a golden brown. Wind blew his hair around messily, chocolate locks scattered his forehead. I wanted to reach out and brush them away, his hair looked so soft. I watched as a little leaf floated down and landed right atop his head. He looked silly and somewhat cute. I chuckled lightly and his cheeks started to dust a light pink, making him look even cuter.