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Student Photographer

Chapter One: A Call and an Outfit

"You see, Mr. Jackson. We've seen your portfolio and we'd love to have you join us." Daniel Joc said over the phone. He was Italian, French, and Native American. He also had a big name. A VERY big name.

"And what would you like me to join you for what exactly?" The man was rich. Filthy rich. So filthy that filthy is an understatement. He was the youngest billionaire in the world and he was calling me. Me; the kid whose family didn't have much. The kid who had saved his money for five years and his parents money they were going to use for Christmas to get him a Nikon instead of anything else.

But Mr. Joc also started at the bottom. Just like me. He started were I was and moved up in the world. I wanted to be where he was by the age of thirty-two. He had it all, but barely spent it.

"I believe you know Mr. Jackson. I'm offering you a paid internship to my company, Joc Photography. I'd like you to come to the headquarters Saturday, assuming you know where it is."

"Yes I do sir." All I have to say? It was on Wall Street. I know, 'Wall Street? Why would a photography business be on Wall Street?' Well the man has more money than Mr. Dare so why else wouldn't it be?

"Good, good. We will discuss matters then Be in the lobby at precisely ten o'clock. No time after. Saturday is my daughter's birthday and I'm taking she and her mother out. If there is a problem with the date call me before the day of. So, Saturday at ten, dress comfortable semiformal. Goodbye, Mr. Jackson," and with that, Daniel Joc hung up. And as soon as he did so my mother and stepdad, Paul Blofis came in with groceries just in time to see my shocked face.

"Sweetheart, close your mouth, bugs are going to fly in," my dearest mother said.

"I got a call." I said, follow my parents into the kitchen. I told them about the call and they were the ones gapping after that. The both smiled and Mom said that I'd have to go shopping. I had only ten dollars saved up since Christmas but mother dearest told me not to fret, she would set out my clothes and I could spend my money on the very little I needed. I had a feeling she was up to something, but I couldn't seem to find out what.

Mom's going to make me dress in a suit. I know it, I thought.

Thinking back on Daniel Joc, it was surprising how much money he made from photography. But, in all truth, he was lucky to

Hopefully you liked it! Favorite, alert, review, I DON'T CARE AS LONG AS YOU LIKED IT! Honestly, I don't even know if I'm content with it, let alone like it. Chapter 2 might be up soon. WE SHALL SEE!

Take Mark Twain's advise, "Climate is what we expect, weather is what we get."

~KJ