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fffcTitle: First weekend trip together
Fandom: The Faculty
Characters: Zeke Tyler, Casey Connor
Rating: PG13
Words: 600
The flames of the big, old-fashioned fireplace were sparkling in Casey's eyes, while the boy finally put down his camera and leaned back onto the old couch.
“I guess, that's it,“ he said.
„I've used up all my films. This place is just too amazing. Thank you, for bringing me here.“
Zeke smiled and thought that it was nice to see Casey in such a relaxed state; it was not always easy for him. His parents didn't seem to care much about his wishes and dreams but only demanded that he followed their strict rules. At school he was the outsider, the boy with the camera around his neck; the teachers liked him because he was a good student, the other students often teased or even bullied him.
Sometimes Zeke wondered how it could have happened that they started to hang around now and then. They couldn't be more different. But it was a fact that Zeke enjoyed their time together more and more and yesterday he had overstepped his own limits and asked Casey if he was interested in a weekend trip to the Tyler's cabin near the Little Fox Lake. Casey had been surprised, but he had agreed.
Zeke did often come here together with the one or the other girl; it was a lonely and romantic place, and it always had the desired effect. But this time it was different because, of course, he was not interested in a quick adventure with Casey. The boy was a photo geek through and through, and there had been barely a minute he had put his camera aside during the last hours. Zeke had just watched him, and he had had a really good time.
„So you don't regret it that I convinced you to come with me,“ he finally asked.
„Not for a moment.“
Casey turned to him and smiled.
„This place is one of the most beautiful ones I've ever seen.
I just wish I would be a real artist to capture everything on a canvas.“
Zeke pointed at the camera on the old, wooden table.
„I don't know much about art, but I would say, you are a real artist. What you do with your camera is magic.“
„Thanks.“
Casey giggled.
„But I didn't talk about taking photos; this place deserves more than simple snapshots. Someone should paint it, capture all the hidden stories and secrets it tries to tell.“
„That sounds pretty geeky.“
„Oh, yeah.“
Casey blushed visibly.
„I guess, you are right, I'm talking shit.“
„No, you don't,“ Zeke protested quickly; the last he wanted was to destroy the comfortable atmosphere.
„There is no need to apologize. I just wanted to say, that this sounds pretty much like a geeky Casey idea. You should give it a try.“
„Just because I know the one or the other about photography doesn't mean that I'm an artist. All I do now and then are some sketches for art course.“
„Hm. But there is nothing you can lose. I'm sure, your first steps into photography weren't perfect, too. Why don't we come back here next weekend? Maybe we could stay overnight. A lot of time for you to experiment with brush and easel.“
Casey's eyes widened in surprise.
„Are you serious? I was sure after this weekend you would never invite me again."
Zeke laughed.
„I have had the best time of my life hanging around with you here, Casey, so, yeah, I would love to come back again next weekend.“
THE END
Fandom: The Faculty
Characters: Zeke Tyler, Casey Connor
Rating: PG13
Words: 600
The flames of the big, old-fashioned fireplace were sparkling in Casey's eyes, while the boy finally put down his camera and leaned back onto the old couch.
“I guess, that's it,“ he said.
„I've used up all my films. This place is just too amazing. Thank you, for bringing me here.“
Zeke smiled and thought that it was nice to see Casey in such a relaxed state; it was not always easy for him. His parents didn't seem to care much about his wishes and dreams but only demanded that he followed their strict rules. At school he was the outsider, the boy with the camera around his neck; the teachers liked him because he was a good student, the other students often teased or even bullied him.
Sometimes Zeke wondered how it could have happened that they started to hang around now and then. They couldn't be more different. But it was a fact that Zeke enjoyed their time together more and more and yesterday he had overstepped his own limits and asked Casey if he was interested in a weekend trip to the Tyler's cabin near the Little Fox Lake. Casey had been surprised, but he had agreed.
Zeke did often come here together with the one or the other girl; it was a lonely and romantic place, and it always had the desired effect. But this time it was different because, of course, he was not interested in a quick adventure with Casey. The boy was a photo geek through and through, and there had been barely a minute he had put his camera aside during the last hours. Zeke had just watched him, and he had had a really good time.
„So you don't regret it that I convinced you to come with me,“ he finally asked.
„Not for a moment.“
Casey turned to him and smiled.
„This place is one of the most beautiful ones I've ever seen.
I just wish I would be a real artist to capture everything on a canvas.“
Zeke pointed at the camera on the old, wooden table.
„I don't know much about art, but I would say, you are a real artist. What you do with your camera is magic.“
„Thanks.“
Casey giggled.
„But I didn't talk about taking photos; this place deserves more than simple snapshots. Someone should paint it, capture all the hidden stories and secrets it tries to tell.“
„That sounds pretty geeky.“
„Oh, yeah.“
Casey blushed visibly.
„I guess, you are right, I'm talking shit.“
„No, you don't,“ Zeke protested quickly; the last he wanted was to destroy the comfortable atmosphere.
„There is no need to apologize. I just wanted to say, that this sounds pretty much like a geeky Casey idea. You should give it a try.“
„Just because I know the one or the other about photography doesn't mean that I'm an artist. All I do now and then are some sketches for art course.“
„Hm. But there is nothing you can lose. I'm sure, your first steps into photography weren't perfect, too. Why don't we come back here next weekend? Maybe we could stay overnight. A lot of time for you to experiment with brush and easel.“
Casey's eyes widened in surprise.
„Are you serious? I was sure after this weekend you would never invite me again."
Zeke laughed.
„I have had the best time of my life hanging around with you here, Casey, so, yeah, I would love to come back again next weekend.“
THE END
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Date: 2018-06-16 11:52 pm (UTC)