Cupid was at it again. I almost dropped my camera when I saw his face at the National Archives. He walked towards me, which was a surprise, and he said. "Excuse me, are you Lydia Rising?"
I blushed. That was me, Lydia Rising, the girl with the black glasses and the emerald green hair tie. I pulled my orange hair out of the way, and looked into his brown eyes.
"Yes." I said. "I am Lydia Rising, how can I help you?"
"Aren't you that famous photographer from National Geographic?" he asked. He looked excited. "I'm…" he started.
I cut him off. "You're Roger Blazer, the actor who won the Oscars award for best actor."
"Yes…" He looked embarrassed. I was about to say something, when out of the corner of my eye I saw the cupid who was causing all the trouble. She had pulled her bow back and shot Roger Blazer in the back.
He fell in love with me and a year later the headlines of the New York Times read: "National Geographic Photographer Marries Oscar winning Actor."
Not even when we were eighty did I tell him what I saw the day we met.
Madison L. is a 13 year old 7th grader from Austin, TX who loves to tell stories. She wants to be an archaeologist when she grows up so she can tell the stories of those who have gone before us.
© 2008 Madison L. Original for CCF (Madison L. grants CCF first electronic rights for one month; CCF may archive the material indefinitely and include it in an eBook anthology).
* CCF does not publish students' last names on the work they submit for publication.
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