As Griffith retrieved some matches Cassandra smiled, accepting them, she lit one of the long matches, lighting the fire, she tended it, until the flames took, engulfing the wood. She leaned back and smiled, satisfied. Knowing she should set up her tent first, she went to do that, and moved her things in there.

She chuckled at her friends antics, changing into clothes more suited for swimming-Cassandda wasn't about to strip and dive into the water, just a tad shy at that-, she returned to the fire first, smiling st Scout and Aaron. She made sure the fire was okay, and smiled as she said "I don't think it matters what you do on a camping trip, so long as you have fun" she tied her hair back, to keep it out of her face as she swam. Normally, she kept her hair down, over her left eye, because of the scsr-the only reminder of the crash that killed her parents-but it wasn't fun to have her hair plastered to her face when swimming.

She laughed at the comments about what happens stays here. "My Aunt is pretty open about things. I don't think I have to worry about hiding anything from her. She'd probably find out anyway. Very intuitive, she is" that said, Cassandra ran to the water in her swimming suit, and dove in, the coolness of The water an initial shock to her system, but the whole atmosphere here was one of freshness. And that was the feel of the water, freshness. She came up, and floated on her back