Click<br/><br/>"Damn it Andrew. Get that out of my face," Kelsie giggled as she shoved the camera into Andrew's face.<br/><br/>Andrew only chuckled as he kept the camera from actually hitting him. Checking to see if he got the shoot, he nodded and showed the results to Kelsie. "Just look, the lighting was nice."<br/><br/>Rolling her eyes, Kelsie just yawned and said, "The school bell didn't even ring yet. Give your camera a break will ya. Instead of focusing on taking pictures, you should focus on looking at yourself and cleaning up a bit." She poked at Andrew's stubble forcing him to turn his head away.<br/><br/>"But doesn't this make me look rugged?" Andrew tried to give Kelsie one of his modest puppy looks.<br/><br/>Unimpressed Kelsie grabbed Andrew's jacket and said, "Rugged men don't make those kinds of faces. And with this jacket, you look homeless."<br/><br/>Andrew frowned when his jacket was brought into the conversation. "Hey, you can make fun of my looks, handsome as they are. But don't make fun of The Jacket," He said with a dead serious tone. The Jacket is one of his treasured equipment, second to his camera. Dark green, made from decent durable fabric, and a simple hood, it hid most to all of the grass and oil stains, signs of his experience as a photographer. He loved the thing, it's what pulled him through all the dirt, grime, wind and rain whenever he went somewhere no one else cared to look. Three years and not a single tear on the thing. Well, he patched up the areas it did tear at, so it typically wasn't a tear.<br/><br/>Kelsie only shook her head as she walked on to class. Following after, Andrew put his camera away as his mind went over plans of where he'll go after school.