Chased by a Photographer

"Shoot!" I yelled as I ran out of math. The fourth period had just begun and I was finishing up my warm up. Today we were learning about linear equations but, I could care less. Math was easy but, my laziness affected my grade in the class, earning me a 98 and a G instead of the stereotypical 100% Nerd Grade. Earlier today, I was starting off with my normal and typical day. Go to school at 6: 35, meet my friends and talk to Nya about the plans for the middle school yearbook. Today was a bit rambunctious.

Earlier...

"Nya!" I slightly yelled at her in anger. I held a tight glare as I looked up at her. Her height may have intimidated me nearly ALL of the time but, it was okay since I knew how to scare the heck out of her. "Why haven't you finished those spreads?" I continued as I slightly groaned at her, "It October but, we need those spreads in before April!"

"Loosen up Allina," Nya said as she sighed, "We have 6 months. We have a ton of time."

I groaned and suppressed the urge to smash her face onto the cold hard concrete. I inhaled a deep breath and grabbed the yearbook camera that was slung over my shoulder. "Here," I began, "It's your turn to take care of the camera Nya." She nodded and I placed it on the benches nearby. "Remember," I continued, "Take care of it Nya."

"Loosen up Allina," Nya groaned, "Trust me for once."

I rolled my eyes. "I trust you," I said, "I just don't trust you with the camera." Then I turned my around and began to walk to my first class of the day, English. I kept on reciting, 'Please God let her take good care of the camera, Please God let her take good care of the camera,' in my head. Not the most efficient way to prevent a disaster from occurring but, it's a start.

Later in 4th period...

"YOU WHAT?!" I screamed at Nya, "YOU DIDN'T TAKE THE CAMERA?!" Tears fell from my eyes rapidly. I was hyperventilating. Nya looked at me shocked and scared.

"I THOUGHT YOU TOOK THE CAMERA?!" Nya said. She looked as if she was going to hyperventilate as well.

"I- You- We l-lost a one the-thousand dollar piece o-of e-equipment," I stuttered. I looked to the ground and nearly lost it. I punched the table. "Dammit," I cried. Immediately, I walked to the teacher and asked if could search for my camera. Luckily, she said yes. Then we were off.

I ran like the wind out of the class in my wedges. And yes, I, Allina the tomboy was wearing wedges to school in order to participate in some stupid school spirit day. I'm part of the yearbook committee so I technically had to try my best to take part in ASB activities. Yay? More like nay.

The first place that we hit was the benches, where I placed our camera. Was it there? You bet it! It was right...

No..

It wasn't even there.

I could've sworn that I saw the animated lines that animated shows would have to indicate if something was missing. The white lines on the missing object made my eye twitched. I inhaled a deep breath and pinched the bridge of my nose. Soon enough, water was dripping onto my white button up. I hiccupped and began to cry. I bawled right in front of Nya. She started bawling with me. We were both a mess. A terrible screwed up mess.

"What are you girls doing out of class?" I heard a feminine voice call out. I looked at the adult with dark skin and black hair. This woman, I think, was the vice principal of MHSMSU, Malstone High School Middle School Unit.

"I-I'm sorry M-Ms. Kloven," I cried as I looked at her, "M-My friend and I were a-allowed o-out of class t-to find o-our missing c-camera a-and when w-we came b-b-back it w-wasn't there." My tears fell from my eyes faster. For some people this may have been normal but, for me, it wasn't. I wasn't the type of girl to cry unless something really REALLY bad occurred.

She sat beside us on the benches and calmed us down. She told us that she'll help us find our equipment. It was a long process... very long process... After many calls, tears, runs, jumps, and hugs, we found out where the camera was. Apparently someone brought the camera to the Photo/ Image class.

Nya and I ran out of the office as soon as I was told where the camera was until I was stopped by a boy with puffy hair and a clicking camera. I stopped for a moment, as well as Nya.

"You mind if I take you picture?" the boy asked.

"No," I immediately said, "No." Then I continued running, with Nya's footsteps trailing behind me. I groaned in annoyance when I heard the sounds of the boy's camera shutters. "Stop taking our pictures!" I yelled in annoyance. I continued to run to the Photo/Image class, I was so happy. I ran up to the teacher and hugged her with gratitude. Nya did the same, and the three of us had a long conversation about how we should be more careful with our equipment.

When we met up with the high schooler that returned the camera, I was ecstatic. I was so happy that I hugged her as soon as we got the camera back. I also hugged the other people who assisted us in finding our equipment. Oddly enough, some people were shocked. I guess it was because they knew that I was the infamous Allina Porter who hated hugs and drugs. I'm kidding. They weren't surprised.

As we walked out of the office, after hugging everyone, Nya and I heard shutters. Welp. It's the Photographer. I ran as fast I could away from him but, it was no use. As I rested near the trees by the science classes, I saw him by the trees.

"Why," I groaned, "Why are you chasing us?" He shrugged.

"I want your guys' pictures," he said. I rolled my eyes and sighed in defeat. I looked at Nya, who was following me the whole time.

"If I do it," I asked, "Will you go away?" The boy smirked and nodded. I smiled as if the heavens praised my dead soul. "Okay," I began, "but, Nya is suffering with me!" I pulled her closer to me and smiled when I heard her groan. The boy laughed.

"Okay!" he said and told me where to stand. As he looked into the camera, he seemed so serious. I was a bit amazed by that to be honest.. really amazed. "Smile?" I heard him say. I nodded and smiled at the camera. The sounds of the shutters alerted me that I was done.

"Your turn Nya!" I said. She nodded and rolled her eyes at me. She got her picture taken and shrugged it off as soon as she was done.

"What's your name?" I asked as the boy was scrolling through the pictures,

"Scott," he said as he continued his work.

"I'm Allina Scott," I began, "And this is Nya. We're part of the middle school yearbook."

"Oh!" he said, "So you're to two kids that lost their camera." I looked at him sheepishly and nodded. He laughed.

I rolled my eyes and we began to walk away. "What grade are you Scott?" I asked.

"10th," he replied nonchalantly.

"You're just 2 years older than us!" I said with annoyance. He chuckled.

"Yeah but," he said, "You're in middle school so you're still considered a kid." I rolled my eyes then sighed. Then we both began to go back to class.

"It was nice meeting you, Scott!" I said as I waved at the boy who continued to scroll through the pictures. He looked up and waved back with a smile. My eyes widened as I saw his smile. His smile...

"Come on Nya," I said, "We're going to be late."