The Music In Me

The Music In Me

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A girl by the name of Quinn Roselle has been living at the Adoption Home of Arizona since she was a small child. She hears music in her head that speaks to her- guides her, entices her. Her wishes and wants have been whispered to only one other set of ears- her best friend, Hyden Maeve. And together, they will uncover more secrets that can only mean one thing: They have been lied to. [I'm not very good at summary's.. sorries.] The photo in the first chapter is my inspiration for this story. This guy is playing his cello on the streets, with no money in his cup but a big glorious smile is on his face- and that's true passion for 'ya. So I decided to write something about it and see where it goes. DEDICATED TO THE STRANGER IN THE PIC THAT I DON'T KNOW BUT WISH I COULD :]
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"Ain't nothing wrong with me, why someone looking as good as me can't be single?". "I didn't say that but maybe". "Well I'm a free agent". We finally reached her car, I watched her as she hooked Kayden in the backseat. She came around to the front seat and I opened her door for her and she blushed. "Thank you". She got in and then paused for a few seconds, she padded me down, reached into my pocket and grabbed my phone. "Unlock it". Weird but whatever, I did it anyway. "Lol hmm I see what you doing". She handed me back the phone. "Text me tomorrow". "I most definetly will do that". She smiled and I closed her door, I went to my car almost bursting my cheeks from off my face. I swear I never felt like this for nobody and its scary cause I really don't even know what I'm feeling. All I know is that it feels good as fuck. Frankie is 22 years old and dont give a dam about nothing but weed, basketball and girls. Until one unique girl show up. Will this be the girl that changes her?

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