Alex smiled, looking up briefly from her textbook, "Yes, it was wonderful," she replied softly, "All the guys I've dated have been the manly sort, but the spark was never there. Something was always missing." Biting the cap on the end of her pen, she glanced back down at her notes and then once again found her eyes wandering towards Fiona. She was having trouble concentrating.<br/><br/>She was always over thinking things, trying to make them fit into a neat little package. She didn't like change or standing out. She pushed those thoughts away knowing that she had as strong connection with this girl she hardly knew and that she would risk most anything just to be around her. She smiled again, "Music might help. What kind do you have?"