RAP STATION (ew)
CIEL: Who the hell names their kid Kanye? Why is he singing about her booty?
SEBASTIAN: Oh my God why
MALLORY: Oh my God turn this shit off I will kill you my ears are bleeding
SAVANNAH: Please no
SHYANNE: Why?
ALYSSA: This isn't something I like...
ALAINA: I WAS RUNNIN' THRU THE 6 WITH MY WOES *nae naes*
CHEYENNE: im gonna scream
POP
CIEL: I thought Taylor Swift sang country..?
SEBASTIAN: No I hate Miley Cyrus I only like Hannah Montana
MALLORY: No I'm dying the closest things to pop I like is Paramore and Halsey and that's not pop it's alternative stop
SAVANNAH: LOCO MANIAC SICK BITCH PSYCHOPATH
SHYANNE: I don't know any of these songs...
ALYSSA: SHE LOOKS SO PERFECT STANDING THERE IN MY AMERICAN APPAREL UNDERWEAR AND I KNOW NOW THAT I'M SO DOWN
ALAINA: HOLY FUCK IT'S ONE DIRECTION OMG
CHEYENNE: I prefer rock... but this is Halsey and she's cool.
COUNTRY
CIEL: Why are they talking like Mallory?
SEBASTIAN: Umm... is this what they listen to where Mallory lives?
MALLORY: Oh look, it's Carrie Underwood.
SAVANNAH: I know this song! SHATTER EVERY WINDOW TILL ITS ALL BLOWWWN AWAAAAAAYYY- oh, excuse me.
SHYANNE: I thought there was only a country station in Virginia and other southern states..?
ALYSSA: I'm Filipino I don't listen to this this is for redneck descendants or whatever white country people they are like Mal and Savannah
Mallory- "I'M NOT A REDNECK, I'M JUST SLIGHTLY COUNTRY!"
ALAINA: Hey, I remember when I was obsessed with Hunter Hayes yo
CHEYENNE: This sounds like my home state West Virginia where the redneck population is approximately 18395829583929103847482910
CHRISTIAN
CIEL: SEBASTIAN, I FOUND A RADIO STATION YOU NEED TO LISTEN TO.
SEBASTIAN: Is this song about Jesus?
MALLORY: GO TELL IT ON THE MOUNTAIN OVER THE HILLS AND EVERYWHERE
SAVANNAH: GO TELL IT ON THE MOUNTAIN THAT JESUS CHRIST IS BORN
SHYANNE: Jesus is awesome
ALYSSA: They sing these songs at my church
ALAINA: JESUS SLAYS
CHEYENNE: Jesus take the wheel
ROCK
CIEL: Isn't this what Mal and Sebastian and Savannah and Shy listen to?
SEBASTIAN: *head bangs to Metallica and freaks out when Nirvana comes on and head bangs to that*
MALLORY: WITH THE LIGHTS OUT ITS LESS DANGEROUS HERE WE ARE NOW ENTERTAIN US
SAVANNAH: I FEEL STUPID AND CONTAGIOUS HERE WE ARE NOW ENTERTAIN US
SHYANNE: A MULATTO AN ALBINO A MOSQUITO MY LIBIDO
ALYSSA: HEY
ALAINA: YAY
CHEYENNE: *makes guitar noises*
CLASSICAL
CIEL: Now this is nice.
SEBASTIAN: I listened to this in the what, 19th century?
MALLORY: This sounds like what we used to play in band.
SAVANNAH: Eh, it's alright
SHYANNE: I bet Ciel is jamming out to this.
ALYSSA: What the fuck?
ALAINA: ?????
CHEYENNE: kk
METAL
CIEL: *runs*
SEBASTIAN: *screams along to a Slipknot song*
MALLORY: *screams along with Sebastian*
SAVANNAH: *moshes*
SHYANNE: *bird dances*
ALYSSA: I could get used to this.
ALAINA: *runs with Ciel*
CHEYENNE: i just thought of that bmth song off the heezay, that mal likes
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because me and Cheyenne and my boyfriend (Greyson *but everybody calls him Grey kk*) were having a deep conversation about who invented carrots and some other fucked up shit
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