Follow Kenzie and Chloe

The morning air is crisp, and the pool water is as still as a mirror. Chloe and Kenzie have abandoned their half-unpacked boxes to sit on the edge of the lounge chairs, huddled over Chloe’s laptop. They’ve managed to get the raw files Tyler "backed up" for them, and they’re scrolling through the hundreds of shots from yesterday's session.

You drift between them, your presence a cool ripple that makes the sunlight seem just a bit more intense where it hits their skin.

You settle into Chloe's surface thoughts.

God, do I really look like that? My legs look miles long in that light. Kenzie really is a freak with the lighting... but look at the way Jessica is looking at me in this shot. It’s not just 'modeling.' She looks like she wants to eat me alive. And the Fan... if he saw these? He’d lose his mind. I wonder if Jason will even notice how much my 'bone structure' has improved. He’s coming over later, and honestly, if he just wants to play video games and talk about his car, I’m going to scream. He needs to start stepping up, or I might start listening to Jessica’s 'two-on-one' jokes a lot more seriously.

Next, you move on to Kenzie.

It worked. The gold silk... the way it diffused the shadows... it looks like a professional set. I can’t believe Lisa actually liked it. I want to do more. I want to see how the light hits Mike when he’s actually working on the car. There’s something so... raw about the way his muscles move. But I shouldn't think that. He's the neighbor. He's married. But the ghost... the way the air felt when I was draping that lamp... it felt like he was helping me. Like he wanted the shot to be perfect, too. If only I could capture the 'shadow' itself...

Chloe clicks on a photo of the two of them tangled together on the sofa. She lingers on it, her thumb tracing the screen where Jessica’s hand is resting on her hip.

"Jess was really into it yesterday, wasn't she?" Chloe asks aloud, her voice casual but her eyes searching Kenzie’s face for a reaction.

Kenzie nods, not looking up from her sketchbook where she’s already sketching new lighting diagrams. "She was focused. Lisa says that 'chemistry' is what makes a photo expensive. You two have a lot of it."

"Yeah," Chloe murmurs, looking back at the screen. "Chemistry."

She pulls out her phone and starts typing a text to Jason.

Chloe: Hey babe. Coming over after practice? I have some new 'portfolio' shots I need a second opinion on. Wear something nice.