Jancy; one photo, a million words

6

Johnathon and Nancy lay in their tent, staring blankly at the roof. Their young desire showing in every move, word and breath. Johnathon reached to get a bottle of water from the side, spotting his photos on the way.
"Hey Nancy, do you want to see the photos I took the other day?"
"Sure."
He spread them out on the floor and turned to get the approval from Nancy. Her face was in shock, like she had seen his beautiful photography for the first time.
"Wow," She said before picking up a photo of her in the tent, "what does this one say about me?"
"I don't know, it says so much."
"Well they do say," Nancy laughed, "a photo says a million words."
Johnathon ran his hand down Nancy's arm, "this one does, and they all mean beautiful."
For Nancy, that was the most romantic thing Johnathon could've said, which influenced her next moves. She put her arms round Johnathon's shoulders and kissed him. Softly, he kissed her back.

"Nancy? Johnathon?" Mike shouted whilst unzipping the tent.
They broke apart.
"What mike?" Nancy asked.
"Me, eleven and will have been thinking of a plan to find Dustin."
The others nodded, ready to listen.
"Dustin?" Eleven said.
"Huh?"
"Dustin." She repeated whilst reaching out for one of the photos.
"Oh yeah. I took that photo of Dustin walking into the woods the other day. I thought it showed anger and..."
"Ok Johnathon, we know you're a talented photographer," mike said sarcastically, "can we tell you our plan yet?"
"Wait!" Will interrupted causing mike to sigh, "this photo of Dustin, it has something in the background, like a green smudge."
"Monster." Eleven Said.