Disclaimer: All characters belong to Rachel Renee Russell.
Brandon's POV
God, why did I have to start blushing? I'm sure Nikki noticed because she was looking at me with a weirdly as if she was wondering why I was blushing. Photography was not embarrassing at all but a certain memory connected to it and Nikki sure was.
All throughout eighth grade, I had a crush on the new girl, Nikki. She sat next to me in Biology and I couldn't help but be intrigued. At first, what interested me was her drawing. She had this diary she always carried around and once, when I peeked, I saw a beautiful piece of tattoo artwork. A few days later I found out that she was giving people tattoos if they donated books to the school library. That sealed the deal. How can someone be this talented, caring and beautiful?
Over the school year, I spent countless hours trying to pluck the courage to tell her how I feel and ask her out. Alas, that never happened, but we did become close friends. Although how she missed the million hints I dropped is beyond me.
Because I spent so much obsessing over her, I had taken quite a few pictures of her. Most of them I took with her permission, but there are a few moments I captured without her noticing. I always thought I would show them to her after we started dating. Of course, we didn't. Besides, she would have probably thought I was a perv and dumped me.
All these memories popped up the moment she asked, not stated, that I was still phtographing. So, obviously, my body began heating up and my cheeks reddened. I wish I could explain it all to her, instead of standing here like an idiot, but it would be way too awkward.
