The Photographer's Muse

Five

Collin's P.O.V

I walked downstairs and saw Wendy cooking breakfast. I walked over and got out a plate.

"Morning, Wendy," I said.

"Morning, Collin," She smiles at me. I took my food and sat on the table. I started to each until I got a text from Bella.

Want to hang out today?

Sure.

"Hey, Wendy. Is it alright if I hang out with Bella today?" I asked her.

"Of course," Wendy smiled.

"Thanks."

After I ate, I went to go take a shower and changed my clothes. I grabbed my camera and got some of my things ready.

"Where are you going?" Mom asked me.

"I'm going to hang out with Bella today," I told her.

"Bella Edwards?" Mom smirked.

"Yes."

"Okay. Okay," Mom said.

"I'm taking the car," I told her.

"Alright. Be safe. Do you have your money?" She asked me.

"Yeah," I said, checking my wallet.

I got in the car and drove off. I went to Bella's house and got through the gate. I parked my car and walked over to the front door. I rang the doorbell and Bella answered.

"Hey," she smiled.

"Hi."

"Come on in. Xander and Bianca are here discussing wedding plans with my mom and Bianca's sister-in-law," Bella told me.

"Okay."

"We can go to my room. If you want," Bella said.

"If it's okay with you," I said.

"We'll leave the door open. Come on," Bella said. We walked upstairs to her room. Her room was large and clean. I sat on her spinning chair as she sat on her bed.

"I brought my camera," I told her.

"Oh cool. Maybe we can go take photogenic pictures in the backyard or at the park or somewhere," Bella suggested.

"Yeah."

We went back downstairs as I went to go get my camera from the car. When we went to the backyard, I started to set up my camera.

"Have you ever thought about being a model?" I asked Bianca.

"All the time, but my parents want me to have a good education," Bella said.

"Well, we are sixteen," I told her.

"Still. A lot of models are our age," She told me.

"Technically older."

"What about you? Ever thought about becoming a photographer?"

"Yeah. It's my dream to be. My mom used to tell me all her journeys and how she was lucky to take pictures of models. She took your parent's engagement pictures," I told her.

"She's cool. I like her pictures. My mom has a binder of all the photos she's taken."

"Best friends for life," I told her.

"Just like us," Bella smiled.