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Title: Unexpected Realization
Characters: Casey Connor, Delilah Profit, mention of Zeke Tyler, Gabe Santora
Prompt: unexpected
Words: 572

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„Casey, wait!“ He sighed inwardly when the cheerleader queen stepped in his way. Not this again; he had different plans this weekend. „You still have the pictures from the last football training, do you? The ones with the incident, where Gabe got hurt.“

„You told me to dump them. Because this does not make a good story for the school's magazine.“

„But you didn't. Please tell me that you took some good shots of Gabe after he got hurt. And when they carried him away in the ambulance.“

Casey frowned slightly. „Well, I already shredded the photos, but I still have the negatives.“

Delilah's eyes sparkled. „Good! You need to develop them again. I want them until this evening. And they will make it into the main article of the school's magazine's next edition.“

„Okay,“ Casey drawled. „Are you sure that an article like this will amuse Coach Willis?“

„Don't worry about the coach; he is already thinking about replacing Gabe for the rest of the season. He's still in the hospital, and there are rumours that his injury is serious. It's rather unlikely that he will be back on the field ever again.“

Casey kept quiet, feeling shocked. Yes, Gabe and the other jocks were not his friends, rather the opposite; they teased and bullied him most of the time. However, as a photographer, he had visited almost every game of the Hornets, and he knew that Gabe put all his heart into this game; he was the favorite of Coach Willis and had already piqued the interest of some talent scouts from prestigious colleges. If Delilah were right, his accident would mean the end of his lifetime dream. „This sounds awful. You sure, you want to write an article about this?“

Delilah looked at him, surprised. „That's the most interesting news in weeks. Gabe was the star of the Hornets. Of course, everyone wants to hear about this; the circulation of the magazine might even double.“

Casey paused for a split of a second. „That's pretty low, Delilah, even for you. Only last week, you were still flirting with him like mad, and now you are using his misfortune to put yourself in the spotlight again?

I am done with this. I can't stop you from writing the article, but you'll have to do it without my photos.“

„Huh? Have you lost your mind?“

Casey pulled his face. „I never was that clear. Zeke has always warned me that you are only using people for your own interests. I've always taken your side, but now I must admit that he is right.“

„Pfft. Zeke! Zeke is a loser; you will never turn into a star photographer when you don't stop hanging around with him,“ Delilah spat. „Being a serious journalist comes with a prize, and I am willing to pay it.“

Casey smiled weakly. „Just good, that I am not that ambitious. Photography is fun; I would never make a job out of it. Selling my own grandmother for a tiny minute of fame, that's not me. Sorry, Del, you will have to look for photos of Gabe's accident somewhere else.“

He could feel her piercing eyes resting on his back when he turned around to leave the school building and grinned. Zeke would be pleasantly surprised by this news; never again would Delilah's demands stand in the way of their plans.
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Title: My Life is over!
Characters: Casey Connor, Zeke Tyler
Prompt: it's over
Words: 865

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„Hey!“ Zeke eyed Casey thoughtfully. „What's wrong with you today?“

The boy didn't bother to look up; he only shrugged.

„C'mon, it can't be that bad. You are a golden boy who never pulls shit!“

Casey huffed. „You don't know anything about me. We share a lab table in chemistry and sometimes the bleachers during lunchbreak. That's fucking all. We are not friends.“

„Okay.“ Zeke smirked, surprised by this sudden outbreak. „Wanna talk about it?“

„About what?“

„Seems as if you are in trouble. Maybe I can help.“

„Geez!“ Casey rolled his eyes. „No one can help me. I'm a freak.“

„You are a bit of a drama queen today, that's all. I would offer you some Scat to wind down, but I know you never touch this stuff.“

„I might change my mind, to forget my fucked-up life at least for some moments.“ Casey blinked some tears away. „I don't even know if I will still have a home when I get back after school."

„Okay, now you are overreacting. Whatever you have done, I am sure, this will never happen. Your parents adore you beyond all reason.“

„That was before they found the photo this morning. I am such an idiot; I knew I should have burned it.“

„A photo?“ Zeke frowned, feeling clueless. „But they know, you are a talented photographer. You even got a partial scholarship for a private art school in Columbus.“

„Not this kind of photo.“ Casey turned away, but Zeke could see him blushing anyway. „A selfie. Me … kissing...“

„Holy shit! That's all?“ Zeke grinned wildly. „You will turn eighteen next month, it's about time that you kiss a girl. As long as it is not Delilah bitch. Tell me, is she pretty? Where do you know her from?“

Casey kept quiet for a long while, but when Zeke no longer expected an answer, he finally looked up and shrugged. „If you want to know. Chess club. His name is Pete. He's a nice guy, and sometimes we hang out a bit afterward. Last weekend it was his birthday, and I'm afraid we both got a bit tipsy. This kiss... it was only a joke, but this doesn't make it better. My parents will hate me from now on.“

„Oh! Understand.“ Zeke looked at him with a mixture of surprise and amusement. So, the golden boy from Herrington High, Casey Connor, who used to wear much too wide jeans and stupid checkered shirts, a photogeek, who loved chess and hated every kind of sport, had some secrets, not even he, Zeke, had known about. And usually, he knew all about everyone at school. You could never know what it was good for.

Casey glared at him. „No, you don't! You are used to live alone; your parents give a shit about you! But my parents care; they love me, my dad is busting his butt at work to send me to the college of my choice. And now I am ruining their life.“

„Because of what? Because of a kiss?“

"I kissed a guy!"

Zeke shrugged. "Well, this can happen."

Casey gasped for air. „But I am not...“ he wanted to protest, but stopped midsentence. Lying to Zeke never seemed to make sense; it was as if he could read him like an open book. „I don't know. Maybe I am gay. Or bi. Or whatever. Kissing Pete was so much different than the fake kisses from Delilah. God, my life is over.“

„Don't be silly. Okay, I will admit, being openly gay in Herrington is not the smartest thing, but I am sure your parents would get over the shock quickly. And when you are moving to Columbus next autumn, the world is open for you. The gay community there is not as big as in New York or San Francisco, but there are some nice places.“

Casey frowned. „What do you know about the gay scene in Columbus? “ he asked.

Zeke grinned. „Let me put it this way: I like variety, and Herrington doesn't have much to offer.“

„This cannot be! You are so not gay!“

„Well, I didn't say that. But I like the gay club scene. You could come with me next time when I am going to Columbus; check out if you feel better there. No one will care about it if you are gay, bi, or whatever. Just be yourself and everything is fine.“

Casey licked his suddenly dry lips. „You and me? Together in a club?“

"Why not? Might be fun!"

"Strange."

„What are you afraid of? “ Zeke teased him. „I promise, I won't tempt you to do things you do not want to do. Though it is said that I am a good lover.“

Silence for a while, then Casey huffed: „God, you are such an asshole. I really don't know why I hang around with you.“

„Because,“ Zeke stepped closer, stretching out his hand, but did not touch the boy who stared at him with his eyes wide open,“ I can show you that your life isn't over yet, but just beginning.“
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Title: Always remember
Characters: Erin Kaufman, Michelle
Prompt: beauty of life
Words: 368

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Erin entered the storage room in the back of the Mountain and stopped, surprised. „Woah,“ she murmured. „You turned this room into a museum.“

Michelle placed some old books on a shelf and turned around, smiling. „It's nothing big, but I do my best. The world needs places like this to remember the beauty of old life.“

Erin looked around, taking in the painting on the grey walls, the table with glass figurines, and the shelves full of books and various trophies. A colorful bunch of flowers in a small porcelain vase. Memories of long-gone times.

An old, tarnished mirror with a golden frame. A desk with a fitting chair, in a surprisingly good state. Erin wondered where Michelle might have found these; most wooden furniture was long gone, having either burned in a fire or been used as building material. When the world around you broke down, it was only about surviving.

Erin stepped closer to the wall to have a look at some photos and framed magazine covers. Her heart stopped beating, and her fingers trembled when she carefully touched one of them. Tears were burning in her eyes. Memories flashed through her mind; memories she thought she had long forgotten.

Michelle watched her in silence until the young woman finally stepped away from the photos. „Kurdy found a box with old magazines in the attic of an abandoned library, “ she said. „Sadly, only some covers were still in a good state. Do you remember this one?“

Erin nodded slowly, wiping her tears away. „Tiger Beat's TeenView, with a poster of Shaun Cassidy. My sister was a big fan of Shaun, and she spent all her pocket money to buy the magazine. But we fought this day, and I tore the poster of him into small pieces. At the end, we both got house arrest over the weekend.“ She smiled sadly. „Innocent teenager problems. And we had no idea that our world would break down only some months later.“

Michelle put her hand on Erin's arm. „Never forget this,“ she said gently. „Memories can hurt, but they are all that is left from the old times. It's important for the future to keep them alive.“
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Title: The Sound of Silence
Characters: Mr. Smith
Prompt: sound of silence
Words: 147

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Frowning, Smith opened his eyes. Not a nightmare had woken him from sleep today, but something was different. The rain had finally stopped, and a fresh smell of grass and wet soil filled the air. The sun just started to rise from behind the clouds, promising a beautiful day.

Smith sat up. It was not that. He listened hard. Nothing! Silence!

Since he woke up on the shore of the lake months ago, the booming voice had been in his head. He had tried to ignore it at first, but no one could escape God's voice. It was omnipresent, every hour, every minute. Every day and every night.

And now – silence. Smith relaxed and smiled. He wasn't sure if this was a good or a bad omen. But for the moment, he didn't care. He would enjoy the sound of silence as long as it lasted.
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Title: The Red Car
Characters: Zeke Tyler, Casey Connor
Prompt: Yahtzee - picture of a parking lot
Words: 268

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Zeke stopped beside his friend, smirking slightly. „I don't get it, what's so interesting about this photo? You are standing here for already half an hour, and for sure it is not the Mona Lisa.“

Casey laughed. „The Mona Lisa is a painting from the 16th century; this is modern photography. Both are mindblowing in their own way; you can't compare them.“

„Hm. But all I see here are cars. And even more cars. And... well, cars. Black and white and grey cars in a large parking lot. “

„Look again!“

Zeke shrugged. „C'mon, spit it! What do I overlook?“

„The red car. Almost hidden between all the others. Most people won't take any notice of it, like you don't. But it's still there, defending its place among all the black and white and grey. “ Casey pointed at the small badge below the photo. Waiting for the right moment, was written there. 1969, by Peter Williams. Columbus, Ohio. „I have never heard of him before, but this photo is such a smart composition. I could stand here for hours, waiting for the right moment when the red car finally comes to life. I am sure, at the end, it will get all the attention it deserves.“

„Okay!“ Zeke scratched the back of his head. „I'm afraid I will never understand photo geeks like you. Sorry!“

Casey grinned. „That's okay. I love you anyway.“ He placed a fleeting kiss on his boyfriend's cheek. „Thank you for visiting this photo exhibition with me today. Next week, we will go on a long road trip. Promised!“

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