Photo Scary Shoot ~ Clarissa

[RAFAEL JOHN]

The day was hot, the humidity coming out from the clouds covering up above. It was loud, the streets crowded and the shops bustling. There was one small corner shop that looked like an older building but a newer shop. A new sign shone above, playing out the name in a soft pink tone a camera in the background. It was a new photography shop. Selling and buying camera’s and recorders. Taking small film projects and even larger photography projects. Whatever was offered, and she was the only one ever in the store.

Lucky was on the stone steps, jumping around with her camera hanging around her neck as she jumped and yelled out talking to a few passer biers she was looking for just one person, the perfect person! She needed to fill up her window, to show how good she was. The frames were nearly all empty and she needed to fill them with new work, new beauty. She smiled as her eyes scanned the crowd, she could not stop a business person, no working lookers but she had to stop a younger, a beauty. That is what she wanted, a beauty seen by few but soon be known by many.

She picks up her camera and looks across the street smiling as she snapped a few shops of the busy street with the beautiful buildings and different fashioned peoples. She jumps up spinning around in her double tank tops and thigh torn up shorts. She laughs adjusting the big bow in her hair as she tries to spot her, the girl she needs for this photo shoot. That is when she jumps down the steps and straight into the crowd walking against it to spot who she needs with a huge smile on her face, excitement for what was ahead.

[CLARISSA RAMONE]

It was very hot out today. Normally, Clarissa could handle the heat. She could really handle any sort of weather (except for really super terrible thunderstorms). This, though. Not only was it hot, it was humid. And it was killing her! Clarissa didn’t even know why she was out right now. She just was well could’ve stayed in her dorm, studying for the big Science test coming up. Instead, she was out wondering the streets of New York City in a tank top and shorts, her hair tied up. The streets were busy, unfortunately, which somehow just made it hotter and more humid. It was very uncomfortable. She was peering up at shop names, trying to find a good place to stop in at. All she wanted right now was a cold drink and cool air. Clarissa had a few dollars in her pockets where her hands were currently shoved as she wandered down the street.

Oh! Why didn’t she recognize this place? It seemed new. Well, it must’ve been. It also seemed rather empty. The frames in the windows were lacking any pictures. Well, the sign above the store was very pretty. And as there weren’t many people, she was sure they would appreciate a customer. Clarissa looked around, wondering if there was anybody that could tell her about it. Wait! Did that girl have a camera hanging around her neck? “Excuse me!” Clarissa called after her, making her way through the crowd. Oof! Why did these people have to carry around briefcases? They kept jabbing her in the legs. Clarissa finally caught the girl, catching her on the shoulder. While the girl turned around, Clarissa paused to catch her breath. It was so hot out.

“You wouldn’t happen to be working at that photo shop, would you?” Clarissa asked, jabbing her thumb over her shoulder to indicate where she meant. “I could really go for a nice air conditioned building right now but I don’t want to go in if it’s closed or something.”

[RAFAEL JOHN]

Lucky was jumping around calling out so high pitched she couldn’t hear what anyone else was saying. She was smiling wide, when a curious thing happened; she felt a tap on her shoulder. She turns around, suddenly quiet and looked over the girl as she talked to her. Lucky could barely hear a thing that was being said; it would not have mattered either way. She was so amazed by the cutie before her that she just wanted to eat her up! She was perfect.

A HUGE grin spread across Lucky’s face as she grabs the girls wrist and says. “Follow me! We have some fish to catch tonight!” She happily announced to the stranger in front of her as she tugged on her wrist. Lucky would literally drag her into the store if she didn’t move on her own; the girl was likely to not even notice that she was doing so. She ran up the steps, opening up the door, her shoulders relaxing as the cool air hit her front, and soon enough consumed her back.

“Welcome, to Sakura Flowers Photography!” She says with a wide, proud grin on her face. She left go of the girls wrist and picked up her camera. “Have you ever modeled before? You have the perfect body for it!” She says, swishing her hips side to side as she sized the girl up more closely. She suddenly started to snap pictured and came up to Clarissa, nice and personal going as far as to survey over the girls breasts and ass as she circled her and smiled.

“You are a very cute girl! You’re the perfect victim… um model! I need to help fill up the shops photo albums!”

She said very cheerfully.

[CLARISSA RAMONE]

The last thing Clarissa had expected was the girl to smile so widely. It almost made Clarissa uneasy but the heat was getting to her and, at this point, she would deal with a huge grin if it meant getting into an air conditioned building. While she could, Clarissa looked the girl over. She was tiny with dark hair and big eyes; her shorts were ripped up and there was a big bow in her hair. She was... different. Adorable, eccentric. Before she could say anything else, the girl was dragging Clarissa back through the crowded streets. "F-fish?" Clarissa repeated, her eyebrows coming together in confusion.

It was a dismissed thought when her mind became consumed with exhausted bliss due to the cool air from the building they'd just entered. "Oh, that is so much better." Clarissa tugged her hair out of its ponytail and fluffed it now that she didn't have to worry about it in the heat. She blushed and looked down, examining her body. "A model?" She laughed a little, "goodness no! I haven't got the... personality for it." That was true enough. Until Bashful could deem her confident enough, Clarissa would not be doing any modeling.

The click of a camera startled her and she looked around for the girl only to realize that she was being circled. The blush was relentless; hadn't she come in here to cool down? Yet here she was with hot cheeks! "Th-thank you," Clarissa stammered, smiling. Part of her was rather embarrassed and at the same time she was very pleased to have a stranger be so kind to her. "I'm Clarissa. I... I don't really think I'm the best person for your albums..." Clarissa looked very apologetic. She just couldn't imagine being a model!