James was a bit surprised at how easy it was for them to just have fun together doing so little. As the night progressed, Sasha proved herself to be more polite than most of his friends and his parents didn't dare let her help with any of the things that needed done. As he heard the quiet knock at his door, he looked over and saw the girl poke her head in and he nodded, "Yeah. I was just getting the bags," He said pulling one from the closet and setting it beside another.

His room was a little bit of a mess, in part due to his rummaging about the closet for the sleeping bags. Posters dotted the chamber and some clothing was strewn about the floor. Old issues of Game Informer magazine were stacked messily in a corner while the newest one rested on his nightstand. In front of the window was a telescope which seemed easy to move if he were to open the window. He brought the sleeping bags out with him and shut the door behind him, handing one of them to the girl as they descended the stairs. Things in the house were winding down as they went outside, James's dad had set up a small tent for them already, whenever they were ready to sleep and while they were laying their bags down, his mother came out with two thermoses of hot chocolate, a warm smile on her face.

"Have fun you two, and don't stay up too late - it's harder to ignore the morning's son out here," She warned teasingly, handing over the beverages and then leaving. James laid out a blanket as well, outside the tent, and sat cross-legged with the hot drink beside him as he leaned back, his hands supporting him from behind as he looked up.

It was quiet for a little bit as a small smile puleld up the corners of his lips. Lights blinked as satellites orbited the planet from an unfathomable distance. "My dad told me that a lot of the stars that we can see have already burned out. But uhm... he said that the light comes at a certain speed... and they're so far away that when they're gone, the light is still coming," he explained thoughtfully, trying to remember what he was taught. "I wonder how far it goes... Do you think there's an end?" The boy asked, looking over for a moment before his eyes were glued to the sky once more. He took a timid sip from the thermos at his side, trying not to burn himself as it warmed his hands.

The school year seemed to be approaching faster every minute too, soon they would have homework and activities filling their schedules. Not to mention it would be getting cold. "Hey," He started, breaking away from the sky, "Do you think we should walk to school together? I mean... you're not too far away and... I dunno, maybe it'd be fun..." He said, rubbing the back of his neck. "Are you joining any clubs? I haven't really decided yet, I just know I won't be on the football team," The boy laughed, carefully holding his thermos with both hands and tipping it back for a short, satisfying sip as the heat warmed his face.