t r o y

" &&. — h e y this is troy. you can leave me a message, and i'll make sure to call you back when i feel like it or have time. "

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&&. — “ a r e you seriou- “ he muttered aggressively yanking his camera away from his socket not bothering to extended his question. “ you’re good at observing too ! “ he exasperated. “ wow, you’re such a big boy, are’t you ? “ troy nodded his head slowly while adding a pout upon his lip to add a bit more sophistication. he pointed the lens at the ground strikingly not wanting him to furthermore be in the shot. he didn’t know who this guy was, but he was picking nerves instead of roses. he just wanted his clip. “ will you get of the way, please ? “ he asked trailing off the please to reassure the other he meant it.

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Alana was sitting outside in the courtyard reading her English book. She noticed that someone was laying on the floor, and the girl was a little concerned. She had a skirt, with a jacket on, and books. A headband in her hair, pulled back into a ponytail. Looking up she heard him speak “Oh Im sorry.” 

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&&. — “ s o r r y , “ he retorted. “ that word is getting used more and more as these days of the century go by. it’s pretty upsetting how some people don’t know how to use it and mean it properly. “ he pressed the off button on his camera and slid the strap over her head. he made sure it was out of sight so that way there were no questions. the last thing he wanted now was to hear  a mention of him taking a picture when he was obviously recording. 

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&&. — “ o f course it’s good for a picture, “ he nodded admiring the dim sky. he crossed his arms over his chest while moving his attention to his lap where his camera peacefully laid. “ i just don’t think pictures are as good if you’re capturing scenery. it’s okay when taking profiles and all that, but it’s best to get a good few seconds of what it would be like if you’re there in the flesh. “ troy huffed at her request to learn. “ it’s an art if you ask me, “ he began, “ but if you’re not good at writing, then you’re good at art. it’s either that, or you’re good at both. “ it’s been so long for the male. he found out his passion for the filming industry at a very young age. “ have you even tried it ? “ he wondered. “ if i’m being honest, i don’t care. it involves films. if i were to choose between the two though, i just want to control the direction and be director. “ troy’s eyes shifted quickly to glimpse at the female. “ really ? “ he had to admit that he was shocked, but at the same time he thought about her being an music artist. it was like writing poetry but with music to back it up.

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&&. — “ w h a t e v e r you say. i have nothing else to agree or disagree with because i’m not well-known and have no experience with famous people whatsoever. people are only famous to the specific ones. i’ll just say that you’re a normal person like anyone else here. nicolette graham… yeah… that’s you. i have never heard that name in my entire life. “

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&&. — t h e sight of the pale stick made troy scrunch up his nose. he just hated the ending images of the lungs being impacted when all they’ve done it keep you alive. of course he didn’t mentioned anything else because he had never seen her face around before. he didn’t bother to remember any faces except for the ones in his film club. “ not a picture, “ he muttered with an annoyed face. “ i am- i mean: was, filming the sun making its way to peek out of the clouds. “

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&&. — “ r e a l l y ? “ he gawked in a mocking tone. “ i didn’t think i could notice with your legs blocking the sun, which in fact was what i was trying to get a clear shot of. “ unintelligent questions must have been the trend of the day. luckily he wasn’t one to follow with he crowd. his eyes dully stared into the air. his weren’t even focused at all, but he knew he was already spacing out by the boredom that contained him. once he realized he had been zoning out for quite some time, he shook his head. even though he was didn’t see her mouth moving, his eyes still worked well. “ at least you weren’t one of the people who jump to conclusions that i’m taking a picture. “ he rolled his eyes already replaying the audio of those who have asked him that before. “ i’m recording some blogroll for the film i’m putting together. “

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&&. — h i s face was kept to let a minimal amount of emotion waver over it. he didn’t know why the other was laughing at him. troy most definitely didn’t find his work being ruined funny. another thing he didn’t want was to cause any reason for someone to beat the living heck out of him. “ yeah, i bet you think it’s funny, “ he scowled. he did appreciate the stranger moving out of his way to take his comment into consideration, but there was really no point anymore. the sun was already halfway covered. he wanted everything to be the way he wanted it to, so all he could do now was wait for another day like this. “ why does everyone think i’m taking damn pictures ? “ he sighed. “ there’s this red light blinking, “ he pointed out with the tone as if he were speaking to a kindergartner, “ that means it’s recording. “

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&&. — “ i t just comes naturally, right. was it the fame that change you, or is it actually you ? it’s like all of those disney stars, isn’t it ? they stop acting to move on to the music. i’m not that much of a music person, so that explains why i don’t recognize you. what’s your name ? “

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&&. — t r o y furrowed his eyebrows as the female took part in his past position. he didn’t expect someone who owned a prada purse to try what he just did. he was already surprised that she even sat on the floor. he just couldn’t take his perplexed eyes off of the other. “ it’s the sun peeking behind the clouds, “ he retorted by scooting forward to show her exactly where her head should be facing. he let his fingertips brush on her chin to moved her head a bit towards the right just like his camera captured. he honestly didn’t mind it. it was about his passion, and he could literally go on for days about it. “ it’s probably the only thing i’m really good at and find interest in, “ he nodded. “ well, this and english. i love writing and reading poetry as well. “

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&&. — t h e stranger sounded completely crazy to troy. he was all around confused about what this guy was curious about. “ you have eyes, “ he bitterly smile, “ congrats. “ the male on the floor didn’t attempt to face the other eye-to-eye, so he made himself more comfortable than usual. he laid the left profile of his face to rest on his arm and looking up at the male. “ i’m no private investigator guy. i do recall myself saying that you were in my way. that’s indirectly saying that i have no interest in who you except for the clip i need for my video. “

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&&. — h e absolutely appreciated the way daniella respected his passion. by the way the tone of the voice smoothly made its way to echo inside of his ears, his grin grew wider. he didn’t make any comments or reply to her once she began to speak. he only held up his five fingers to give him that exactly time. one by one they all made their way into a fist formation. “ finally ! “ he gasped. his bright eyes made their way towards the familiar female standing before him. “ now i can answer you and all that, “ he genuinely smiled. “ i’ve been waiting for this hour to come around every single day this week, and i finally got it. “ he felt a huge relief come off of his shoulders. he knew that if he worked a little bit more harder to get a few more scenes, he would be back on schedule. “ i would like to thank you, ella, “ he said not looking at her. after he had gotten up, he replayed the video of the sun shining down with the semi-transparent clouds passing by it. “ you need to see it, “ he stated not giving her any choice. troy made his way to stand beside her and position the camera in the perfect spot for her to see.

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&&. — t r o y could have sworn that his eyes would have fallen out by the time he made it out the door. not his crowd, definitely not the person he wanted to be speaking to because of words flying around, and it just so happens that it’s all piecing together. “ exactly, “ he retorted in a high pitch. “ you just indirectly told me that it’s your time being wasted. i mean, i understand the whole drinking part, but i don’t get why you drink and know that you could wake up in jail the next morning. “ the fundamental of this whole partying idea was foggy in his mind. this was coming from a guy who spends his weekends filming bugs for the fun of it while drinking tea. although; the last one he recalled going to was his cousins tenth birthday. his light eyes trailed off into the kitchen and instantly felt his throat getting dry. he hated how he was so sensitive to everything around him. he sighed not even bothering to wait for the other to reply. “ if you don’t have water here, i’m officially calling you all hooligans. “

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&&. — “ s o you’re a female to jump to conclusions ? why am i not surprised by that. when you’re surrounded by women all your life, it’s practically embedded into your mind. oh- um- sorry... i haven’t exactly seen you in any of the movies i’ve criticized. not that successful i presume ? “

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&&. — h e shrugged his shoulders trying to ignore the fact he took her question way too seriously. she was only asking a question, but it was one that got on his nerves easily. “ it’s just the angle, “ he replied as he criss-crossed his legs. there was nothing more to worry about since his boots were already worn out. “ eh, “ he muttered. “ i take them on occasions in my free time, but when i do, they’re pretty good, “ he nodded thinking about any of the recent ones he taken. “ i’m more of a filming person. it’s all of those little shorts, but i was laying on the floor for this movie i’m molding. “ troy couldn’t deny that. whenever one decided to occur, he was ready for it. he was already used to it to the point that being rude about everything became a habit.