delinquents

Muse

"You show the signs of someone who is hard of hearing."

"Prove it."

"Mrs.Goldberg is the only librarian that is fluent in signing, you don't want to conversate unless you have to, and also the sound of the bell on the rustic doors in the library bothered you."

"Wow, you're very observant."

" Well... Yeah you kind of have to be when the doctors tell you that you will slowly lose your own hearing."

" Yeah, and riding your boyfriend's dirt bike probably doesn't help. By the way he is a jerk for not helping you pick up any of your books. At least I handed you one," he spoke as he rolled his silver eyes. The frown made me wonder.

I didn't know if I should laugh or be insulted so I let my mouth hang open. Choosing my words clear enough for him to understand. "That jerk has never been and never will be my boyfriend."

That put a smile on his face and showed the dimple I was looking for. It layed perfectly on his left check.Assuming that's when he realized how hot it was, he began to shrug out of his black leather jacket while laughing at my statement. His colorful sleeve put me into a daze that I didn't snap out of until he asked me a question.

" I'm writing a novel. Do you care if I use you as my muse?" I asked

" Well does it involve me having to take off my clothes or pretending to be your boyfriend?"

" No. but, that is hilarious. I just need to spend time with you, getting to know you, and no you won't get paid but, you will get acknowledged in my book," I say giving my winning smile and battered my eyelashes at him.

" Well that sounds mighty fine to me," he said with a nod of his head.

" Do you mind if I start interviewing you now?"

With the nod of his head I began.

" What is your name? Why do you do photography? What do your tattoos mean? And what happened to your hearing?"

" My name is Carston. I'm from Gilbert, Arizona born and raised. I photograph so that I may capture the essence of objects, people, and moments, so I guess you could say it's for pleasure. I was in an accident two months ago; it's a long story.The tattoo symbolizes a lot of things in my life.The doctors say my ears should be completely healed within the next three months." He claimed looking satisfied with all he had told me.

" I wanna hear your story."

" Oookkkk? What do you want to know exactly?"

" How did you lose your hearing?"