I looked over the edge of the building at the few cars and people on the street. It was 3:46 in the morning and New York was quiet for a change. Justin stood up and snapped a few pictures of the building beside us and sat back down looking at me. He gave a small grimace and chuckled under his breath.
“What?” I said smiling back at him.
“Nothing…it’s just I never thought we would get a job we love this much…together.” he smiled.
“Me neither.” I said, staring at the ledge of the building. It was happening the moment Justin, and I got of bed at two in the morning for. It was the perfect sunrise in New York, and we had got hundreds of pictures of it. Justin and I had been friends since the second grade when our families moved beside each other. He was my gay best friend.
The door to the roof slammed behind us and we turned to see our friend Katelynn running to us crying.
“Whats wrong doll face?” I said embracing her in a hug.
“My mom…I didn’t know…I…I.” she said between sobs.
“What is it…What did she do?” Justin asked. Katelynn took a deep breath and spoke with a lot of sorrow and sadness in her voice.
“She died of a brain tumor last night in the hospital… She never even told me about it.” She looked over the ledge, and sat in the empty chair by Justin.
“Hey doll face it’s okay... It'll be fine I promise. ”
"What am I gonna do without her?" She groaned out.
“Well we’ll be there okay hun.” Justin said rubbing her shoulders. No more words were spoken. We all looked over the ledge as more cars and people filed out of there houses into the streets, watching the sun rise over the buildings.
- - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - Two Months Later - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - -
“Hey doll face, you feelin better.” I said over the phone to Katelynn.
“yeah Justin gonna take me to the King’s Bar downtown tonight you wanna come with?”
“I can’t the only place i’m going to is the book store and coffee shop…I have exams two weeks from today.” There was a long pause between us.
“…I’m happy you went” she said in a soft manner.
“To the funeral…it’s cool I…”
“No to college… you're gonna be something someday… What are you majoring in?”
“Street Photography and art.” I smiled.
“Well you do that I have to go mope and cry a little more.” she giggled.
“I hope you feel better, hun.” she hung up and I walked out of my apartment. I hated this place it was shabby and worn down, and the only reason I was renting it was because I had to wait until my house was done being built.
I headed out the door and down the hall to the elevator doors and waited to go to the book store to learn about The history of the filmed picture.
- - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - At the Coffee Shop later that day - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - -
I waited in line for what felt like for ever to get a glazed doughnut and a pumpkin spiced latte. I finally got my latte, and went to sit by the window. It was so beautiful outside I had to take pictures of the autumn weather and the multicolored leaves falling over the buildings with the sun peaking through them.
I got my camera out and took a few pictures of the chapel and of the sky outline. I turned around to see a just amazingly handsome guy staring at me, then I noticed he had a camera too. He was taking pictures of me. He had dark brown colored hair and beautiful, chocolate, brown, skin. His cheek bones were high and structured hard, and his eyes were dark and made is face look like a million dollars. Then I noticed him walking towards me. He was about three feet away before he smiled at me with a perfect smile. I couldn’t help but talking to him.
