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The Last Photograph
Wait, what?
“You look….great,” Rose said out loud.
Inside her mind she was panicking. Why did she suddenly think Vanessa as beautiful? She always thought Vanessa was pretty, very pretty, if she was completely honest with herself. But she never thought Vanessa was beautiful before.
And why was that warm feeling back for the third time?
Vanessa giggled and spun around, posing in front of the mirror when she was finished, checking that it looked okay at different angles and that it fitted correctly. She then grabbed the next shirt, the one she picked out for Rose.
“Okay, try this on.”
Rose looked down at the shirt, wondering what type of top Vanessa had picked. Vanessa was quite the girly showy girl when it came to clothing and, while Rose didn’t mind these type of clothing, she always felt slightly uncomfortable in them, like she was drawing too much attention to herself, something she did not like. For a moment she thought Vanessa had picked on of those types of tops and she got ready to try and back out off wearing it.
It was a bright red plaid shirt. Plain and simple; not showy or flashy at all. Of course it wouldn’t be. Vanessa knew what clothes she did and did not like.
Rose slipped it on immediately, a small smile on her lips. Somehow, the simple fact that Vanessa knew what type of shirt she preferred made Rose feel….almost giddy inside.
Now the confusion was back again.
“It looks great on you!” Vanessa said once Rose had finished putting the shirt on and told Vanessa she could turn around. “Oh, hang on, your collar’s crooked.”
She then stepped towards Rose, who was looking at herself in the mirror, and started fixing Rose’s collar.
Rose felt her breath hitched at the close proximity Vanessa was to her. She could almost feel Vanessa’s breath on her neck and she could smell Vanessa’s strawberry shampoo. It smelt nice.
Rose didn’t realise she had closed her eyes to breath in said smell until Vanessa stepped away.
“Shall we go buy these and go get your photos?” She asked.
Rose quickly snapped out of her thoughts, shaking her head, “Um, sure.”
As the two changed back into their normal tops, Rose placed a hand over her chest, feeling the fuzzy heat there. What exactly was with her today?
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Welcome to LesFan, and thanks for being the FIRST person to post to the Out With Dad fandom and contest! We’re HUGE fans of OWD, and we hope to see many great #TeamVanessa and #TeamClaire fanfiction – along with stories about Nate and Kenny.
We’ll keep an eye out for more of your stories!
*Really* great story. Terrific job blending the flashback with the present and tapping into the emotions of both. I love these characters, and I think you did a fabulous job with them. I hope you keep writing!
Nice job. There were a few typos, but other than that I liked it. It was sweet.
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