Attending His Muse

[brandon]

TAGGED: Closed To Isabella Buchanan

Was a nice warm Sunday afternoon which he had attended his church for the day, he always believed to go. Always to tell his parents and sister how much he did miss them and did remember them. Normally after church he would go to the cafe to get some coffee but he did not want to go. Instead he went to his home which he shared with random room mates and then grabbed his camera. He did make a sandwich rather fast just with tuna and mayonnaise on white bread then waltzed off. When his room mate said see you later Brandon just waved a good bye to his friend. As he walked he bite down into his sandwich then put the strap of his camera around his neck. No one really bothered him either as he walked along enjoying his lunch.

Every now and then he flicked his head to move the bangs from his face since they kept sliding in front of his eyes. He finished eating his sandwich when he reached the park which he wiped his mouth gingerly with his sleeve. Then he brushed the crumbs off the sleeve and patting his face around his mouth. Just to make sure that he got all the crumbs off of him properly then he smoothed out his outfit. Was a slightly cold day so he wore long sleeved shirt which tightly fit his body and it was black. His pants were normal black jeans which also fit his form but nothing too tight at all, he didn't like baggy jeans nor tight jeans. His shoes were normal, semi-formal looking, but comfortable enough to wear around. He liked to look proper since he was raised that way.

Well by his so called adopted father which Brandon hates more then anything else in this world. Why would he ever come to call the man who raised him father then he was the one who killed his real parents. Now that was something pathetic and Brandon would never accept it. Which is why he had not spoken since the day his parents were murdered for he had nothing to say. Even though Brandon has been away for two years from the man who made his life horrible he still has not spoken. Does not bother much that he has not really spoken at all since he tends to keep to himself. Hench why he took his camera and headed out to the park alone. Was a crisp day which also why he had a black scarf around his neck, all his outfit kept him warm enough especially in the snowy weather.

Making it out to the park he looked around at the grounds then lifted the camera in his hands. He removed the lens of the camera then shoved it into his pocket and then put the camera to his face. He focused with just one of his eyes to a random tree which normally had branches but there were none. He smiled put the camera down so he can view the picture in the preview screen. Brandon had a professional photographer digital camera and loved it too, sold enough of his work to get it. He loved how it worked and which made him dig to his pockets rather fast. From his back pocket he pulled out a small pocket sized notebook then a pen which he began to write in his own little scribble.

'Snow is a beautiful sight and even the things people mark as ugly in the winter such as the trees are more beautiful then before. I don't understand why people don't see what I see. Maybe I am just....' He ran into someone which forced him to drop the notebook to the ground and the pen. His blue eyes looked at the person for a split second then bend down to get his things. He picked up his notepad which he did save from being completely soaked. He then went for the pen then picked it up and soon stood to his full height. He was tall, much taller then the person which he looked down at the person then gave a look of concern. He put his hand on the persons shoulder in act of asking if they were alright and such.

[isabella]

“CONNER I AM GOING TO THE PARK I WILL BE BACK LATER.” Isabella called out to her older brother just letting him know where she was going since they were so close. She bundled up in her sweater jacket, since it was pretty cold outside in the winter weather. It wasn’t snowing but the air was cold enough to need a jacket and to be bundled up. She closed to door and started her walk to the park deciding to stop at the Market first to grab a beverage and a fresh banana nut muffin. As she slowly walked to the market she stopped to talk to the elderly neighbor that lived by her and Conner. “Hello Mr. Mitchell how are you?” He smiled and slowly answered her back. “I’m great Isabella how are you?” She responded by saying she was good as well but had to run off to the market and she left the man.

Isabella slowly walked inside the market and right away went over to the stand that sold muffins and hot apple cider or hot chocolate. She ordered a muffin and a large hot apple cider and paid the money to the woman working behind the counter. “Thanks have a good day.” Isabella took her change back and then slowly started to walk towards the park while eating her muffin. Once she finished she managed to find the trash and throw out her paper and keeping her drink which was still piping hot. Isabella took a drink as she finally made it to the park and walked inside looking around and seeing the snow on the ground and how pretty it looked on the trees that surrounded the park. Isabella kept walking and she stopped to take a drink of Apple cider and then reached up to touch a branch and a small amount of snow came down on her head. She laughed softly at how silly it was that she touched the branch she knew what would’ve happened but did it anyways.

She then looked over to see two small animals playing in the snow and giggled how innocent they looked, it looked like they were having a lot of fun. Isabella couldn’t remember the last time she had fun or a lot of fun that is. Isabella continued walking trying to think of when she had actually went out and had a good solid night of fun just as she was thinking she felt herself crash into something slightly hard, yet soft. She fell down to the ground and landed with a soft thud in the snow the wetness instantly soaking her jeans. Isabella quickly stood up as the other person did too and she had to tilt her head backwards to look up at him since he was so much taller than her. She felt him put his hand on her shoulder and she shook her head softly looking at him. “I’m fine don’t worry about it the only casuality was my drink.” She glanced down laughing softly at her drink which laid spilled on the snow. “How are you are you okay?”

[brandon]

Maybe he should of used his powers instead of knocking the poor girl down into the snow and getting her wet. Also spilling her drink all over the snow which he felt horrible and went shook his head. His blue eyes looked down for a moment to regain himself then he looked at her again. A hand on her shoulder looked like he was about to ask her if she was alright but he did not. She just answered that she was alright so he nodded slowly with a smile happy she was alright. Would of hated himself for hurting someone especially when he could of prevented it. He went bite softly onto his bottom lip before he went nodded that he was fine, since she asked. His eyes went back to the drink on the snow and he felt bad so be began to scribble down on the notepad.

He can speak but he chooses not to speak since he did not think he had a meaning to do it. Also it has been years since he has so he was just so used to it and forgotten he can speak. 'I'm terribly sorry. I want to buy you another one or at least tell me how much it costs and I'll replace it.' As soon as he was done writing down what he wanted to say he flashed the notebook to her to show her the words. He only held it up long enough for her to read it or looked like she had read it all. Then he lowered it back into his hands then he sighed since he did feel bad. But then he remembered that she spill her drink so he checked his camera and saw it was fine, dangling around his neck still. He shoved his hand into his pocket but before he got the lens cap out he finally looked at her.

Really looked at her which he tilted his head to the side curiously. Red hair, curly, beautiful green eyes with a splash of freckles on her face. He took a small breath in then out at the beauty of his women he had ran into and then he regained himself. He pushed into a smile which soon began to write again and scribbled away at the pad of paper. As soon as he was done he held it up again to flash it to her and let her read it. 'I don't think I met you before, miss. I'm Brandon Worcester. Been living here a whole two years. And you are?' He stopped holding the pad up so he can transfer his pen and pad to one hand. He held out his right hand to her so he can shake it or something since he had never met her before. He kept the pleasant smile on his face which he did not look shy at all, since he was not.

Mostly he did keep to himself but for some reason he did not want to and especially now. Was not every day you just ran into someone who kind of stole your breath away. Something about her though, was she tainted or untainted and if she was untainted what was her views. Would she hate him then walk away or would she accept him at all. With all this in mind he could not help but activate his powers since he had lost the control. He did not have a full handle on what he can and can't do which at the moment it shut off, he did not know. So when he hand was to come into his hand it would go right through him. Which surely would confuse the poor girl since after all that was the hand he solidly placed on her shoulder before. Also his whole body ran into her to knock her down. Brandon didn't know, he kept the smile on his face and his hand motioned to her so he would be able to greet him.

[isabella]

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When she stood up she looked up at the man and smile softly as he seemed like a nice boy just sorry for knocking her down. When she asked him if he was alright she was kind of confused because he didn’t answer her he just nodded his head with a smile. Isabella watched as he bit his lip softly and looked down at the snow where her drink was, he then wrote on his notepad. He put it in front of her and she read it, it said that he was terribly sorry and that he wanted to buy her another drink or pay for it at least. “Oh no don’t worry about it, I didn’t really need it anyways I shouldn’t have been drinking all that cider, I’m already wired enough.” She went and smiled at him as he took away the notepad and looked at his camera inspecting it. “Oh no I didn’t get cider on your camera did I?” Isabella was worried she had ruined his camera, because it looked expensive and she didn’t want to be responsible for ruining it.

She looked up at him as he looked at her with his head tilted like he was checking her out, and she instantly blushed. Isabella looked up at him and smiled looking over his short shaggy brown hair with his kind eyes and pouty lips. She watched as he smiled to her and then went and started to write on his notepad while she looked confused, didn’t he talk. He then finished and held it up to her and she read it, the note said . 'I don't think I met you before, miss. I'm Brandon Worcester. Been living here a whole two years. And you are?' She smiled and responded to him. “I haven’t met you before either I am Isabella Buchanan, it is nice to meet you Brandon, and I have been living here for about three years.” As she was talking with him and making conversation she remembered what Conner always said to her. ”Be careful Izzy you don’t know who is tainted and who is untainted” She was worried that if this Brandon guy were to find out she was tainted that he might try and harm her, and she couldn’t let that happen.

She then shook the hand he was holding out to her she was kind of shocked though as she went to shake his hand it went right through hers, which Isabella jumped back. “Holy shit, what the hell, how are you doing that?” Isabella was mildly nervous and scared so she did the next thing she knew how she quickly switched on her powers. The wind picked up and she tried to make snow come down, but since she was nervous it rained instead. Since the rain was meant to be snow it came out freezing rain and Isabella shook her head. “Damn it I’m sorry Brandon I got nervous so I tried to make it snow, but it didn’t work.” She took his sleeve in her hand and dragged him over towards the tree to be hidden away from the freezing rain. She then turned her powers off and it stopped but it was icy everywhere. “I’m sorry after I started to warm up my powers I figured you were tainted when my hand went through yours, please forgive me.”

[brandon]

When she kindly declined his offer to buy a new drink he went nodded to show her he did understand her. He would of done it which he was not sure why she had not taken the kind gesture anyways. But did not matter, was her choice, and he went picked his camera up with one hand. She kind of freaked asking him if she ruined his camera which he just went nodded his head from side to side to indicate a no answer. It was fine which he was going to cap it up when he finally noticed her. When he looked at her as intense as he did he knew the blush on her cheeks were from him. He didn't mean to stare it was just that he likes beauty and she was one beautiful girl. No he did not say that he just innocently shyed that away to himself, he didn't need to tell a stranger things to scare her off.

Especially since he was already liking her company which he had to introduce himself and wrote down his name and such. He looked at her then flashed the words to her which she looked so confused. By now she would of guessed he did not speak at all which of course he did not speak for his own reasons. Just been eight years since he uttered a word so he just kept it like that, used to it he supposed. When he got her name he went looked off to the side as if he was contemplating something for a moment. He loved the name which he smiled off then looked at her. Wishing now he had gotten out more so he'd run into her sooner since she has been here longer then himself. But mostly he has been locked in his room working on art and poetry so he can sell.

He has to make a living himself since he was on his own now. Even with help of the room mates he learned the hard way he does need to eat and such. At least he is not struggling now as he was before in the earlier years and now had his photography to open up to. He was selling a lot of pictures too which was good and also getting requests for events. After introducing their names he thought to shake the hand but then noticed her hand went through his. Just as she did he equally freaked out knowing it was him and now she knew. He looked around as if he was looking for a hiding place but then something odd happened. Eyes adverted up at the clouds now forming over them just in this area which he tilted his head. Now that was odd, was she doing this!? His eyes looked at her as cold wet rain came down.

His mouth dropped since it was cold enough as is and now he was getting wet in the cold. He shivered very visibly then she yanked him out of the way to a tree. All of it stopped which he went shivered and huddled to himself which now he freaked. He picked up his camera to check for damage but it did not seem to be damaged. Well until he went to try and turn it on then it did not turn on which he pursed his lips in disappointment. He shook his head slowly then wiped the wetness from his face which he was freezing now and she was saying sorry over and over again. He was not pissed off at her at all he was just upset, he worked so hard for his camera. Lifting his hand he noticed his notebook was slightly soggy but he would be able to use it. He scribbled quite fast something down then he ripped the page out completely handed it to her.

'So you are like me, in a sense. Didn't need to freeze us both to death to impress me though. I'm going to have a smoke since I'm upset about my camera. Don't worry about it I'll fix it later.' He shoved the notebook into his front pocket for temporary keepsake with the pen. Then reached into his back pocket then pulled out a small soggy box which he sighed. He pulled out an unharmed cigarette then the lighter too and lit a smoke. He shoved the lighter back into the pack then the pack back into his back pocket. He leaned on the tree then ruffled some out of the wetness from his hair then shivered slightly. Putting the smoke to his lips he looked off into the distance of the park trying to figure out what to do. He let a small sigh out then shook his head since he didn't know what the heck to do. Guess he would wait see if it dried up or something, maybe that would work, it couldn't of been so damaged since they hardly both got wet.

[isabella]

After she went and shook his hands, it went right through his and it freaked her out at first she knew he must be tainted but still it frightened her. So she went and threw her powers on, not meaning to make it rain but she wanted it to snow instead. As soon as the rain came down she went and grabbed his shirt taking him under the tree to get out of the water. Once under the tree it stopped and she just looked at Brandon. As soon as they were under the tree and the rain stopped both were shivering and huddling to their own bodies. She then noticed that he picked up his camera and it seemed to be fine.

She realized it wasn’t fine as he tried to turn it on and it wouldn’t turn on Isabella felt horrible. “Oh my gosh Brandon I am so sorry I will pay for it or something, anything.” She felt so bad she could see by his face that he loved that camera and she was worried he was going to get really angry at her. Isabella looked at him as he went to his soggy notepad and wrote on it. He finished writing and completely ripped it out and handed it to her which she slowly took from him and read it. ”'So you are like me, in a sense. Didn't need to freeze us both to death to impress me though. I'm going to have a smoke since I'm upset about my camera. Don't worry about it I'll fix it later.'

She watched as he shoved the notepad into his front pocket with the pen and he reached into his pocket. “No that’s fine I don’t mind, my brother Conner smokes all the time in the house so yeah I am used to it. Though he smokes way too much I walked into his room the other day and it was like a bar in his room.” She went and laughed off nervously Isabella wasn’t sure why she was so nervous around him but she was. Isabella watched as he lit the smoke and then put the back away with the lighter, and leaned on the tree. She thought he looked really hot as he was standing there smoking and she ran her tongue over her lips softly. She slowly took a step towards him and ran her hand gently down his arm, in a flirty way yet still innocent. “I am really sorry about your camera is there any way I can make it up to you?”