Spring 17, Year 1

"Goddess, Elliot. I don't think I've got a decent picture of you for three years." Julia whined.

"And in any decent picture we do get of you, you hide..." Lanna crinkled her nose, sticking out her tongue. She and Julia had been following Elliot around all day trying to get a good photo, one Julia could use for Elliot's birthday present.

"Yeah. Did something happen in your childhood to make you afraid of cameras?" Julia pouted, her blond hair blowing in the wind as she looked down at the ground sadly.

"No, I just know what you'll do with the awful pictures of me you take."

"Oh come on Elli that was one time. Anyway, I think the café looked better wallpapered with your handsome mug." Lanna giggled, pushing her bangs back.

"Whatever, and stop calling me Elli." He let out a frustrated sigh and pushed passed the two girls, storming into the house.