~Maeve~
When the time to go to café rolls in, Eli is waiting for me outside my class. I had messaged him earlier regarding the time and we had an agreement about him waiting for me to pick me up. He’s leaning against the wall, his camera hanging off his hand and the minute his eyes land on mine, he lifts his camera and clicks a picture. I shove him instinctively. “Hey, don’t do that. I don’t look nice,” I complain, patting my hair down. Ignoring me, he is staring at the screen of his camera with a wide ass smile. I reach forward, “Hey, show me!” His only response had been holding the camera above his head, above my reach. “Eli!” I whine in vain when he shuts the instrument down and shoves it into his bag. He holds his arm out. “Let’s go, m’lady!” Rolling my eyes, I link my arms to his.
