Thing is, I don't like ties. I like to win....by big margins.

You know you can do more, but everyone expects you to quit.

Great minds think alike.

Music is my drug, the one thing that makes me numb.

Oh, God. I'm in big trouble. Because I'm staring. I can't keep my eyes from ogling his chiseled triceps and biceps and every other "eps ' he has. The butterflies in my stomach have just multiplied tenfold as my wandering gaze meets his.

I’m staring into chocolate eyes. although my brain is clouded and I’m dizzy, I know enough to register that chocolate is the opposite of blue. I don’t want blue. Blue confuses me too much. Chocolate is straight-forward, easier to deal with.

In the end everything will be okay. But hurdles have to be jumped through first.