TO LIVE FOR

0.3 THINGS AROULD HERE

"Oh shuck, I'm so sorry." A British accent reached her ears.

Looking toward the sky, Marie's view was blocked by the face of a blond boy. His features were soft and his eyes were chocolate brown. His hair was down to his shoulders and in desperate need of cutting. 

It was an awkward position to be stuck in. One of his hands were placed on either side of Marie's head to hold him up and keep from collapsing on top of her. Her face was turning redder by the second and her eyes looked everywhere but at the boy she was face to face with. 

There was someone laughing hysterically but Marie couldn't tell who it was.

"Sorry." The boy apologized once more before pushing himself off of Marie then climbed to his feet. 

"Hey, you're the new greenie." He pointed out as he held out his hand to her. Marie sat on her bum and brushed the leaves and dirt off her arms before getting all the way up using the hand the blond boy offered her. The term 'greenie' caught Marie's attention as she looked to the boy in front of her. Maybe it was just what they called the new people? Yeah, that's probably it.

"Yeah, it would seem so. 'Though my name is Marie." She said timidly as she ran a hand through her hair to get the leaves out. In the acting of doing so, found her hair to be a dark brown. 

"Nice to metchya, Marie. I'm Newt," said the blond British boy. He then gestured over to the person who had been laughing, "This is Minho."

Minho was tall and had Asian features. His eyes were dark and had hair to match. He stifled his chuckles and walked over to Marie with an outstretched hand for the girl to shake. Maria took his hand and shook it. Just as she was pulling away, Minho pulled her hand back in, kissed her knuckles and said, "Enchanté, Mademoiselle." Marie watched the action with pure shook written across her face. Slightly disturbed, she pulled her hand back and held it to her chest. 

"Um... I'm delighted as well?" It was more of a question than a statement; she was stunned by his boldness. She also didn't if he was a murderer or not. 

"So, what are you doing over here, greenie?" Newt asked, changing the conversation, which Marie was grateful for. At least, until she realized that now she had to lie about why she was at the giant stone openings.

"I- er- was just... looking for my- er- room." Marie struggled. So, she wasn't a very good liar, but at least now she knows that.  

Both boys looked at her with an 'are you serious?' look. "Out here? Alone?" Minho was doubtful. "No one showed you?" Newt asked. 

"Well, I had to... pee?" Marie dragged out her last word, not really sure if it even made sense.

"So, you were looking for you room to pee?" Minho deadpanned.

"Well, they showed me my room and then I had to pee, so I came here... to pee." Marie explained. She already knew that they knew and now she is going to die, and her last moments would be spent horribly embarrassing herself. Just great. 

"Sure." Minho dragged out as he winked obnoxiously.

"Would you like to start over?" Newt offered, noticing how red Marie had gotten. 

"Yes, please." Marie nodded shyly. 

"Okay, then. You can tell us while we're walking you to you room." Minho prompted, guiding Marie, with his hand on the small of her back, away from the opening.

Marie didn't know what to say so she told the truth, or a version of it, "I was curious, so I came to check it out. You know, without any one to, I don't know, make me stop?" It was more of a question by the end of it, but not a nervous lie.