City of Teens

[Guu]

Guu stood in front of a large green painted room. She stands in the barren part of the area as furniture were pushed off to the side. Standing across from her was one of the teens, wearing a “I Data the Dataverse” t-shirt, his head hidden behind a camera on a tripod. Sylvia stood in the corner watching. Another teen, this one dressed in all black with poofy black hair and make up, tapped away on a laptop of sorts.

Guu looked up at Sylvia.

“Why am I doing this again?” She asked boredly.

Sylvia sighed heavily, a hint of frustration.

“Like I said, this was for the T-shirts.” She said a bit aggravated. “You said you’d be fine with us selling merchandise of you to help the town.”

Guu tilted her head, rolling her eyes.

“Whatever.” She responded.

The cameraman just focuses the lens while Guu just stands there, making no attempt to pose. Suddenly, the camera gives off a flash of light, which she didn’t even flinch to. He looked up at her.

“Ok, this time I’ll need you to look all brooding.” He said. “We need to draw in the emo crowd. Maybe something that could be construed as introspection.”

Guu turned 90 degrees to the right and just looks down a bit.

“Eh, close enough.”

He ducked down behind the camera again and another flash of light swallowed the room. He looked back up again.

“Alright, this time, I’ll need you to smile. I need the prettiest face you can muster.”

Guu furled her lips into what could be seen as mischievous smirk. The Cameraman didn’t look satisfied.

“Come on, I’m sure you do better than that. Underneath that look, there must be a smile just waiting to-”

He was suddenly stunned, everyone was. Sylvia, the Cameraman, even the goth at the laptop all dropped their jaws as they gazed at the what they were seeing. It was Guu standing there, but here eyes was now fully open with a deep burgundy hue to them. She had an innocent smile on her face as she looked up at the gawking group. They didn’t even notice that she inexplicably had fingers now.

“I’m ready for my close-up. Mr. DeMille” She said in the sweetest voice she could muster.

The Cameraman shaped his mouth into a confident smile.

“Perfect!” He yelled out as he ducked behind the camera again.

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