Passive VS Aggressive {Private}

Christopher walked on the beach, bored with nothing better to do. He had his medicine book in hand and was itching to flip through it. His dagger was on his belt, just in case, and his dark brown hair was swooping across his forehead. He found a comfortable place to sit, his back resting on a rock. Opening his book, his bright blue eyes darted across the pages, hungrily searching for information.

Charlotte was sat up along the hot sand, her iPod in one hand and an ice cold Pepsi in the other. "Shake that booty..." Charlotte giggle and danced around to the beat of her music. She looked around and noticed a guy reading some big book. "Ugh reading." She whispered to herself and flipped her hold locks out of her face. She directed her attention back on her iPod hitting shuffle.

Chris was browsing through his book when he saw a girl with blonde hair sit up on the beach. She was dancing and singing something when she directed her attention towards him. He buried his face back in his book as to not make eye contact with her. He began reading about cures for certain STD's.

Charlotte turned down the volume and turned to the boy. "Hey what are you reading there? Looks big and full of information." She looked over the boy with her deep blue eyes and smiled.

Christopher saw the girl mess with her music and turn towards him. No please don't He thought, just as the girl spoke to him. He looked around, searching for someone else she could be talking to. They looked at each others blue eyes for a moment before Christopher pointed to himself and mouthed "Me?"

Ooc: I forgot that I was RPing here so I'm going to switch Charries

Bic: Charlotte giggled and nodded. "There is nobody else around here." She flipped her brown hair into the wind and smirked. "You goin to answer me?"

Christopher sighed. "Its just a book about mortal medicine." Chris looked around awkwardly, searching for a way out of the situation.

"Your strange." Charlotte rolled her eyes and looked out at the crashing waves. "Looks like you don't want to talk to me."

Christopher shook his head. "I'm not one to talk to anyone" he snapped.

"Woah slow your roll dude." She put up her hands and rolled her eyes. "Somebody is antisocial."

Christopher closed his eyes and pursed his lips, turning his head away from the girl. "Go away." He said, not wanting to talk. He buried his head back into his book, hoping the other girl would just leave him alone.

Charlotte growled and turned to the boy her deep green eyes focusing on the boy. "Hey you know you could be nicer. Some of us are having bad days and then we try to have a nice conversation with other campers and they are just jerks to us!" Charlottes snapped and crossed her arms furiously, turning her head back to the water.

Chris rolled his eyes. Looking up from his book he glanced at the girl. "Sorry. I'm just not a people person." He apologized. The girl turned toward the water, thankfully away from Christopher. He buried his face back in his book.

"I can tell." Charlotte pushed her face into her knees. She had always tried hard to make new friends but, everyone pushed her away.

Chris looked over at the girl. He never really wanted to push people away, but he was very shy and absolutely despised talking to people. Looking down at his book, then back at the girl, then back at his book, he turned to the table of contents, wishing there wads chapter on how to talk to people.

Charlotte put her headphone back in and she laid back down on the sand and sighed. "Only if..." She whispered to herself."

Chris buried his face back in his book, or at least pretended to. He kept looking up at the girl, wanting to talk, but too shy to make the first move. Every time she shifted, Chris put his face back in his book, not wanting her to see. He eventually just to decided to leave the beach.