<div class="floatright">(http://elliquiy.com/elluiki/images/1/16/Burnout-Marcellus2.jpg)</div><hr/><strong>Marcellus Smith</strong>(http://elliquiy.com/forums/index.php?topic=181182.msg8664684#msg8664684)<br/><strong>Car</strong>: '99 Prelude (http://elliquiy.com/elluiki/images/4/4f/Marcellus-PreludeSH.jpg[)<br/><strong>Appearance</strong>: Black tight fitting v-neck t-shirt, Simple Black Fossil Watch (http://cdn.bucklecontent.com/media/images/bw3/lg/68870JR1354_BLK_lg_v1_m56577569832871612.jpg), Black Jeans, Citrus 9's (http://images.sneakernews.com/wp-content/uploads/2010/06/air-jordan-ix-retro-black-citrus-ebay-1.jpg)<br/><strong>Location</strong>: 11th St<br/><strong>Tag</strong>: Demi, Open<br/><hr/><br/>Marcellus smiled a little as Demi reprimanded him for not giving her a kiss as well. A sly smirk ran across his face as he brought his hand across his body to hook her chin with his index finger. The result of this action would depend on what Demi did in response. If she leaned over when he pulled with his finger, he would give her a soft kiss on the cheek, if she turned her head, he would give her a soft, suggestive kiss on her lips. Either way, Marcellus would smile when the kiss was completed.<strong>"Don't wanna break any hearts."</strong>He looked back to the race,<strong>"Maybe some backs though."</strong>He muttered softly just before he cheered for Clint again.<br/><br/>The race was nerve racking and caused Marcellus to slide down the edge of the car. He groaned loudly as Clint came in second place. "Shit!" Marcellus exclaimed, he wanted Clint to be in the final heat but unfortunately that wouldn't be the case. It had been a good race though. Marc's eyes traveled to the starting line where Star and Blake were lined up.<strong>"Let's go Star!"</strong>He yelled toward her,<strong>"Let's go Blake!"</strong>He didn't know who to cheer for more although Star was probably the best bet because of their bromance. On the other hand, if he had to chose, he would pick Star in heels over Clint in chaps, or whatever they betted on, any day. His eyes shifted to the white Eclipse, it was a nice car but he didn't recognize the person, much like he didn't recognize the driver of the GTI. However, he figured that all the cars would out maneuver her in the first couple turns so he hoped that she had enough top end power to make up for it in the straight ways.<br/>