\\ introduction \\ I flopped on my bed about to smash my face into my phone when I heard a loud noise outside. It wasn’t coming from below, but high. I grabbed my camera and ran outside to see what all that noise was. Of course! It was an airplane, ah my dream. I took out my camera to get a closer look and picture of the airplane. *snap* Perfect I thought. It’s one of my dreams to go on an airplane and travel the world and become a famous travel photographer. Running back inside and rushing up the stairs. I was about to upload the pictures from my camera to my computer but- *yawn* I was too tired. I turned off the lights and went to bed. \\ chapter 1: dinner \\ I opened my photography journal and started flipping through the pages. I found the page I was looking for called, “Paris”. Ah yes Paris indeed. Paris is one of the most magical places on Earth! Magnifique, that's a french word for saying “beautiful”. Anyways I got to go to art class! I came back from art class and again sat on my bed flipping through more pages and pictures of Paris. My dream is to go to Paris. “DINNER ESTIE!” mom calls out. Yes my mom calls me Estie, it’s a nickname for my name, Estelle. “Coming mom!” I yelled back. I wonder what dinner is today. Hopefully something from Paris! I doubt it though. I am walking down the stairs into the dining room. I sat down and waited for my, urm- I mean our food. Guess what we're having! PASTA!! To be more descriptive we are having Alfredo! If you didn’t know Alfredo is my favorite food and pasta ever! I wonder why we are having my favorite food. We rarely even have pasta, only on special occasions. Wait, is something happening?! I am desperate to ask but i don’t want to be rude! “Hey, um mom? Why are we having pasta for dinner? We rarely have it only on special occasions.” I finally asked mom. We sit in silence for a couple seconds then mom finally replies, “Oh well we were thinking a lot about going on vacation..”
\\ chapter 2: excitement overload \\ “WHAT A VACATION!?! THAT’S AMAZING MOM!!” I yell excitedly. “Yes, yes Estie.” mom says. “Why do you seem so sad then?” I asked. “Well, long story short. We wanted to go on a vacation so I don’t know maybe Europe in honor of you graduating 8th grade but we don’t have the money.” explains mom. “OH, well i am sure now that i am almost in highschool i have some ways to make money. I can start a bake sale since I like to bake, I can take cool pictures since I love photography and sell them on Etsy or something! I really want to help mom.” I told her. “Thanks honey but it’s way more complicated and complex then you think it is. If you can handle it we would be so glad.” mom told me. Of course I had to help my parents. I mean if I want to go on vacation then I somehow need to pay for it too. The last thing to think about is how? How are we going to make that money to go to Europe? I nod without hesitation and say, “Of course mom.” and I hugged her in tiny tears in my eyes. I finished my yummy pasta and headed upstairs and started jotting down ideas to make money. Here are the ideas I wrote down so far. Bake sale Photography sale Lemonade stand (maybe not though) Become a tutor? Those are my ideas so far. I don’t know which one to choose. I don’t really want to do the tutor one or the lemonade stand. I do like baking and photography. Photography has been in my life for more than 4 years and i don’t want to end it here. And baking it’s been in my life for only 2 years. But the timeline doesn’t matter. Photography or baking I thought. I finally thought about doing photography. I took out my camera and ran down the stairs wanting to go take some pretty pictures of flowers and nature. Something stopped me. I heard my parents talking about the vacation and I was thinking of eavesdropping but I couldn’t. I am not that “type” of kid. Even though I really want to hear! Whatever it’s probably nothing important anyways. I was walking past them into the dark backyard when someone called my name. “Estelle?” dad asks. Oh no, dad caught me. “Um yes?” I reply. “Where do you think you're going missy?” dad asks once again. Shoot! Right if you didn’t know i can’t go outside after 9 p.m. It’s just a dumb rule but okay. I look at my watch, 9:07 p.m.. DANG IT! “Uh right, but I forgot something outside.” I lie. “Like what?” dad asks. I think hard. “A book.” I finally replied. Hopefully he falls for it. “Well then you can get it tomorrow, you know the rules.” dad tells me. I do know the rules but I really need it for the vacation. You might be thinking, just tell them that you want it for the vacation. The thing is I want it to be a surprise for them, not just you know. “Fine.” I say angrily. “Good, now you have an hour before you go to bed, got that?” dad asks. “Yup, got it.” I reply. I don’t get it. After my parents go to bed I would just sneak outside and take my pictures! Easy as cake! Even though it would be really dark, that's fine I would just take pictures of the stars, moon, and sky. Perfecto! I looked at my watch after a couple of minutes, it's 9:57 p.m and my parents usually go to bed at 10, weird right? Anyways I told them I was going to get a cup of coffee when actually I would have my camera around my neck and my slippers on my feet and sneak outside to take the pictures. I looked at my watch once again and saw that it was 10:02 p.m.. I went upstairs to check if my parents were asleep and they were. I grabbed my camera off my dresser and put on my slippers. I walked down the stairs trying not to make a single noise and creeped outside. The sky was beautiful! It looked like a bright galaxy with bright white stars. Anyways I took out my camera and started taking pictures of anything that I thought was pretty and satisfying to look at. After a couple minutes I am upstairs in my room at my desk loading the pictures from my camera to my computer. It turned out I had 12 neat and pretty pictures to sell and obviously I would just take more pictures tomorrow in the daylight. I was getting pretty tired. Tomorrow I will print the pictures out, and take even more and then ask my parents if I can sell them! Oh wait, I couldn't tell them or it would ruin the surprise. I guess i would have to figure out how to do it myself. come back for chapter 3-5 !
