|About The Girl|
Heather. Doll. 23. Taken since 03.22.06. Graphic Maker.
TWILIGHT. NEW MOON. ECLIPSE. [the whole series, obviously] EDWARD CULLEN. *dreamysigh* EDWARD/BELLA. Lost. CHARLIE/CLAIRE. Pink. Heroes. Chuck. Pushing Daisies. Harry Potter. [HARRY/HERMIONE]. Stars. Hearts. The Braves. The Jags. FSU. Jeff Gordon. Country Music. Rock Music. CHRIS DAUGHTRY. *FAINTS* Horror Novels. Dancing. The Dark Tower Series. Singing. David Cook. The Beach. Bentley Little. Jack Ketchum. Stephenie Meyer. American Idol. FLIP-FLOPS. The Beatles. Jack Shephard. Hugo. Juliet. SAWYER. My RING on my left hand. *winks*
|The Other tiny Details|
"You really shouldn't do that to people," I criticized. "It's hardly fair"
"Dazzle them like that - she's probably hyperventilating in the kitchen right now."
He seemed confused.
"Oh, come on," I said dubiously. "You have to know the effect you have on people."
He tilted his head to one side, and his eyes were curious. "I dazzle people?"
"You haven't noticed? Do you think everybody gets their way so easily?"
He ignored my questions. "Do I dazzle YOU?"
"Frequently," I admitted.