Karah almost dropped dead when she saw how freaking gorgeous Miles looked when she opened her door, I mean her literally almost had to step over her dead body and drag her back in the room. She had managed to hold on to her heart beat that was trying to punch its way out of her rib cage that she was sure you could see it on the outside. When she handed him his soda, she got one for herself and cracked it open, pouring it over a glass of ice..."I hate the way it tastes straight out of the can, I prefer fountain sodas." She sat down on the bed and looked around when he did, "Yeah Im lucky, I don't really know how to get along with other girls sometimes...I just intimidate them or something...its not like Im going to rip out their eyes or anything but they take one look and say HELL NO." 

Karah glanced at her MP3 player that was hooked up to her stereo, "The band is KoRn and its playing the song Blind right now. They are one of my favorites. I listen to classic rock also, honestly one of my favorite bands from that era is Metallica. The only album I didn't like by them was when they tried to keep up with our era, St Anger sucked bad...' She changed the song to In The Moment, "Now if you haven't heard of this band, you need too...they are heavier than KoRn, but I love them. Maria Brink is amazing and if I had half the talent she does...I can only imagine where I would be. This song is called Beautiful Tragedy." She listened intently as Miles told her all about his life in Wyoming, she was enthralled by how amazing it sounded living on a farm. Where she came from...well it wasn't like that. As she listened she had a mental war with herself [i]Do I tell him about my life? Do I let him know something about me that no one else knows? [/i] A part of her wanted too, and it was a big part...but the part was scared that if he learned a secret about her that if anything bad ever happened to them...that he would tell someone else. She pushed that thought aside, Miles seemed genuine with her, she shouldn't think something like that about someone who seemed so amazing.

"Well I am from Kansas City, Missouri home of the KC Chiefs. I was born and raised there, I hate that place and I will never go back. I hated my high school, I hated my dad. I ran away from home when I was 14. My father was abusive, my mother didn't give two rats asses about me, hell she doesn't even know where I am anymore. She doesn't try to find out either. I cam here to get as far away from my past as possible, Im not running from it because I know you cant do that. I have already tried." Karah looked off to the side of the room, she hadn't meant to go to such detail about the neglect and she didn't want Miles to see that she had made herself cry thinking about it all.