Alex made his way to the journalism room where Mrs. Celia Becker was sipping on a Chai Latte looking over some layouts for the yearbook.
He said, "As promised pictures ready for you to process for the yearbook and first edition of the school paper."
She held out her hand and Alex dropped a memory card into it. Becker stuck the card into a drive and looked over the pictures. He said sitting behind her desk, "No need for applause Alexander the Great comes through."
Without looking at him Becker replied, "Yes and also manages to get a high number of shots involving Angela Marcotti." She looked at Alex and asked with a sly grin, "You wouldn't have certain feelings towards her would you Alex?"
Alex shook his head and said, "Oh no. I mean she barely knows I exist. Besides she is dating Mike Hopkins a guy who's family is really close with ours, he's also the size of The Hulk, and could rip my head off with one hand. Other than that I could see a relationship with her." Alex took a deep breath and asked, "How long have you known?"
Becker shook her head and said, "For someone who wants to be a photojournalist you really need to learn how to see the big picture. I've known since your freshman year when you were taking pictures of the band. Then you kept volunteering for it year after year. No one volunteers for that assignment Alex."
Alex shrugged his shoulders and said, "Okay I'm busted. I just..." He shook his head and said, "Mike takes her for granted and I just wish she could see that there were better options. Even if it's not me just someone who will treat her like the gift she is."
Becker replied, "How can she know if no one will tell her Alex? This is one is all on you."