Your Taste in Music: |
| 90's Alternative: Highest Influence |
| 80's Alternative: High Influence |
| 80's Pop: High Influence |
| 80's Rock: High Influence |
| 90's Hip Hop: High Influence |
| 90's Pop: High Influence |
| 90's Rock: High Influence |
| Adult Alternative: High Influence |
| Classic Rock: High Influence |
| Hair Bands: High Influence |
| Heavy Metal: High Influence |
| 80's R&B: Medium Influence |
| Alternative Rock: Medium Influence |
| Progressive Rock: Medium Influence |
| 90's R&B: Low Influence |
| Old School Hip Hop: Low Influence |
| Punk: Low Influence |
| R&B: Low Influence |
April 3, 2005 Quincy, California It was broad daylight the first time Neville kissed her. The sky was dark blue; the sound of a particularly loud lawn mower reverberated through the air as she lead him to their destination. Josie’s palms were sweaty. She had never actually brought anyone here before – never wanted to bring anyone here before. Neville must have noticed her distress as they crossed the lawn, because he reached out a hand and wove his fingers between hers. Josie gave him a hesitant smile as they walked along the immaculate green lawn, dotted by rows of inlaid granite snuggled close to the ground. Her heart pounded loudly against her chest – so loudly she was sure Neville could hear its strangely rapid tattoo. He gave her hand a quick squeeze as she slowed their pace. Without a word, he pulled her close to his body, brushing back a few strands of hair from her face. Josie’s breath caught in her throat. His eyes – such beautiful eyes – scanned her face as his head bent clos...
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