The Photographer and the Artist

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Crystal's POV

After I drove back home, I put Olesya into bed and went into my room to fetch my camera. I walked over to my desk where I had put it and picked it up. After adjusting the settings and putting on the adaptable light, I walked out of my room with it slung over my shoulder. Before walking out of the house, I grabbed a bottle of water and checked the time, 1:23.

I took a swig of the water and grabbed the car keys from the bowl by the door. I stepped out into the chilly night and pulled my jacket closer to my body before opening the drivers door to my Mini Cooper and hopping inside. The first thing that popped into my mind was to go back to the Falls, there were probably still people there, but I didn't care.

I slowly drove through town to the Falls, taking in the view and looking at stores that I would go to in the future. I snapped my head to the left.

Am I going crazy? I thought.

I could have sworn that I saw a shadow on my left side near a small jewelry shop, but when I looked over, no one was there. Strange. Ignoring the bad feeling in my stomach from earlier, I kept driving towards the Falls. To ease my tense nerves, I decided to turn on the radio. One of my favorite songs was on, More Than This. I started to sing to the lyrics.

"I'm broken, do you hear me? I'm blinded, cuz you are everything I see. I'm dancing, alone. I'm prayin, that your heart will just turn around. And as I walk up to your door, my head turns to face the floor, cus I can't look you in the eyes and say. When he opens his arms and holds you close tonight, it just won't feel right. Cus I can love you more than this, yeah."

I wasn't crazy about the band, but I did like some of their songs. I continued to listen to the music, quietly, as it calmed my nerves. By the time I got to the Falls, I had calmed down and had completely forgotten about the strange shadow.

"Time to do what you came here for." Smiling, I whispered to myself, very happy that I would finally get to take some pictures.

I walked over to a small entrance in the wooden fence and walked through it to a grassy area right outside of the lake from the Falls. I took out the mini tripod from my camera bag and set it up on the grass between two trees. After finishing with the tripod height, I took out my Canon PowerShot SX100 and set it up on the tripod, (the camera that I will actually be getting once I get the money. {Lmao, I still don't have this camera.})

CLICK, CLICK. The sound of my camera in the night air sent me into my own world that revolved around photography. Suddenly arms were wrapped around my waist, I jumped.

"Calm down, it's just me." Jeremy said, nuzzling into my hair. I slowly relaxed and turned around to face him without pulling away from his embrace.

"You scared me." I said. "Hey, I thought that you went home after Olesya and I." I stated questioningly, looking up into his eyes.

"Yeah, Matt and I walked to his house. He wanted to go to bed to try and get out of a hangover tomorrow, so I left him alone and came back here." He told me. "Now it's my turn." He said smirking slightly.

"What do you mean?" I asked, confused.

"I didn't know that you were in to photography." He said, looking down at me. Yes, even though I'm older than him, I'm still shorter.

"Well you've only known me for like...a day." I said in explanation.

"Well, I think that I'm going to watch you, " he seemed to think through his words before speaking, "and draw." Before I could say anything, he walked over to the small uphill slope and sat down. I watched him until he pulled out a scketch pad and looked up at me. I quickly turned around, but new that I had been caught staring when he lightly chuckled.

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