Her large sage eyes blinked nervously. In front of the lens was not where she wanted to be.
The photographer tried to manipulate her into delicate poses but her frail body just wanted to curl up. He focused on the soft curl of her bottom lip. It brilliantly accented her rather large nose, that fit like an anchor to the rest of her angelic features.
Her creamy white skin smoothly covered her petite frame, outlining the strong muscles years of swimming and track had built up. She hated undue attention to herself, so he hid her body beneath layers of sweats and jeans.
That’s also why she never spoke up during classes and saved good scores for tests only so that no one would suspect how smart she really was. She didn’t let people get too close.
Yet despite all this, here she was in front of a classmate’s lens. Why she was doing this still puzzled her. But he asked and before she new it, she had agreed. She couldn’t even remember his name. But the way he looked at her in between frames sent chills up her spine.