Colin Hunt, a vivacious and outspoken art student, is a comic-reading, anime-loving, all-around geek. What he lacks in size, he most definitely makes up for in personality. But things have been tough for him lately. A heavy workload. A showcase to prepare for his final. A sick mother to take care of. Ever the optimist, he's more interested in finding someone to have some fun with rather than finding anyone serious. For Dexter Erikson, life has been difficult ever since an accident left him in foster care and cost him part of his arm. After discovering music therapy, he found an outlet for his pain and the perfect way to express himself. Now, sporting tattoos and piercings, Dexter is the lead singer of a pretty kick-ass punk rock band and owns the stage like it's nobody's business. He’s also goofy and dorky, shy and bashful, with a bad habit of falling in love yet a horrible fear of commitment. So what happens when vivacious geek meets shy punk rocker? The first answer is a lot of sex. The second answer might bring both Colin and Dexter to places they never dreamed possible.

Rock and Roll Chose Me

Penn Station. Almost always packed and roaring with life. People rushing for trains and bustling in and out of stores while they waited for their trains. People sitting around and eating—fast food or baked goods or drinking coffee. Today was all that times two. Thanksgiving didn’t slow anything down, it sped it all up.


Colin didn’t know why they continued to do this. Well, no, he did. Because they liked it. It was theirs. So, even if there were a million people crammed into the station today—just arriving to get on with the holiday or trying to get out of the city because they stood around in the cold to get a glimpse of big ass balloons at the parade—Colin stared up at the board.


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