»The Sun Goes Down, The Stars Come Out«

Oh, Marcel. Okay, let's just get this straight, Marcel never goes to the beach. But, since all of the other kids in his Cabin were being overly noisy, he decided to leave, as he wanted to study in peace and quiet. His current subject was Astrology and maybe a few bits of Biology, as Biology was one of his favorite subjects at school. The human body was intresting, okay? Well, maybe Marcel was overreacting a tad bit, but he was a serious learner and took his Studys with great Enthusiasm, so it was to be expected that he wanted some Peace and quiet from time to time. He was wearing his basic blue button down shirt with some black skinny jeans and a tie. The typical Marcel outfit, basically. Oh, and his glasses, of course. He shuffled towards the flat rocks at the middle of the beach, the waves crashing softly against them, creating a beautiful view out on the ocean. He brushed away any sand, and spread his towel out across the rock, then placed his bottom upon it, opening up one of his five books about different planets and stars. It may seem like kids stuff, but it was a hard vocabulary to understand. Marcel wasnt an Athena kid, and probably not as intelligent, but he wasn't stupid either. His hair was gelled to the side neatly, just like he always wore it, butit was a bit messier than usual.

Marcel was just concentrating on molecular systems and the appendix, as suddendly, a girl walked past him, sitting on the dunes later on, and lighting...a cigarette. Marcel didn't mind smokers, but he was just confused on how people could ruin their lungs, even knowing that they were doing so. He narrowed his eyes. He pushed up his glasses, gathered up his stuff (and spit, and braveness, and hope) and strutted towards the girl. "Um, excuse me, but you realy shouldn't smoke!" He said, adding a shy smile, and pushed up his glasses again. Marcel found the girl pretty, yes, but he wasn't making any quick jumps. "It's bad for your health, see here..." He said and trailed off, flipping through the pages of his 'Body Studies' book, occasionally looking up at her and smiling again.

Casey stares at the boy for a minute, hoping that perhaps he would disappear. What was this awkward child doing? She doesn't respond only stares at him with a blank face. "Um, excuse me, but you realy shouldn't smoke!" He said "It's bad for your health, see here..." Then he started flipping through the pages of a textbook. What was he gonna show her a diagram? Casey wasn't stupid, she knew what cigarettes did to her. That's why she wasn't a pack a day smoker. She wasn't addicted to smoking, she just did it when she was super stressed or if she just felt like it. The last time she had smoked had been a month previous. She was sure the boy had good intentions but she didn't really need a lecture. But she kept quite as the boy riffled through the pages looking for a page, Casey was sure, he had memorized.