”I can’t do
it” you say closing your computer.
“Why not?”
Emily asks you sounding hopeless.
“Because I’m
not gonna win, and it’s stupid, and I want to take photos like Adam Elmakias,
not commercial photographers” you tell her. You are telling the truth, but you
left out the fact that it’s because you are not confident enough to rely on
your work to be displayed for everyone – this might actually be the only reason
you are saying no.
You hear
Emily sigh. You have had this conversation with her before, so she knows that
she can’t change the fact that you won’t upload the picture. You are very conscious
about your work. You care more about how your photos than anything else. They are
your babies, and you don’t show your babies to everyone.
“How about
we get that English assignment done before Tuesday?” you ask her, well knowing
that she didn’t expect to be studying when she got here.
“Uh-okay”
she says and opens up your computer. She closes the competition website and
opens a document so the two of you can start writing.
After 40
minutes of intense essay writing the voice on the radio says the name All Time Low. You both shoot your heads
up, haven forgotten everything about school.
“Yes, the boys will be guesting Denmark in
about two months, and because of that we will be focusing on them and their
band next week.” You and Emily look at each other; you both know what you’ll
be doing next weekend. “And to make it
all a bit more interesting, we’ll be giving out backstage tickets for one lucky
winner”
At this
moment your room is full of excitement. Emily is the first one to let out the
scream she had been holding in, but you follow up soon. You mom comes barging
in asking what’s going on.
“Nothing
mom, we’re just happy” you tell her, never hiding the big smile on your face.
“Okay hun,
I’ll just leave again” she says and closes the door again. You and Emily look
at each other and scream once again.
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