I soon fell in with the music crowd, and I was introduced to many different genre of music. By music crowd, I don't mean the band, or the punk rockers... or the metalheads, or anything of the sort. I was just friends with people that had an interest in music as a whole. It got to the point where if there was a dispute over a song, I was the go to guy. People often asked me when a song came out, who sang what, or what were the lyrics to a certain part. Just because I was deep into music, doesn't. Like mostteenaged boys he was cocky and full of himself, but shewasn’t exactly sure she wanted him calling her Mrs.Angelides either.“I’m over here,” she replied. “I just finished lunch.”Karin looked back over her shoulder to see Jeffstanding in the basement doorway. He was shirtless witha blue bandanna tied over his head and he had thatsilly grin on his face she’d noticed earlier. He wassweating slightly so that the light glistened off hispecs. Karin. Did you noticeall the women were almost exactly the same age? And they were all sofeminine, and not only that, but there wasn't a SINGLE man there? Youwould think that there would be at least One? I don't know, it all seemstoo weird. Do you think they are involved?" Jenny shook her head. "Whywould they just leave the car there if they did something to him? Whywouldn't they have it towed or destroyed?" "Because this is a smalltown, there are a limited amount of tow trucks, and we'd be. HILARIOUS. I FELT PROUD TO BE WITH HIM. WE MADE OUT A LOT, DRANK SANGRIA AND CUDDLED. WE WERE BOTH AFRAID IT WOULDN'T BE AS GREAT AS THE FIRST TIME BUT IT WAS. I ALSO BUMPED INTO CRAZY CANADIAN MICHAEL AND GUILI. NABIL WAS WORRIED ABOUT A PRESENTATION HE HAD TO PREPARE FOR WORK. WE LEFT AT THE CLOSING HOUR AND OFF TO OUR PRETEND HOMES. THEN I SAW HIM YESTERDAY. WE HAD LUNCH NEXT TO HIS WORKPLACE. LATER IN THE CITY WE HAD SOME KIND OF FIGHT. I WAS WEARING REALLY SHORT JEANS SHORTS AND HE TOOK IT.