Sing to the Stars

"Youth" - theeggoman

https://soundcloud.com/ooperdoodle/youth

This will be a bit different than all of the things I've done before, so it'll be interesting to say the least. It'll be with the main female characters from Dancing In The Dark and Drawing A Connection. Also it'll kinda(?) be set up like a music video, as in where it clips from character to character, from different scenes. And the lyrics will be in the thing.
So...this'll be fun.

**Warning: Language. Mentions of sexual activity. Self-harm. Suicidal thoughts.**

No one told me they lied
In the books that I loved

     Stella tossed another book onto her haphazardly stacked pile. This was growing old. Where were the books with gay or lesbian couples? Or an ace person? Or...anything? She needed something to connect with.

Chasing sugar-coated words
Full of adjectives and verbs
Composing who I'm dreaming of

     And worse, they always explained falling in love as either a graceful thing or a terrible thing. But it was messy. You didn't fall, you plummeted. You couldn't hide it as well as you thought you could. Or maybe that was just Stella. Maybe she was just weird.

"It's just not my time."

     She collapsed backwards onto her bed, sighing. Maybe...maybe Stella wasn't meant to fall in love just yet. Maybe this was her lesson.

Someday I'll be 23
In a coffee shop in Queens
With the woman of my dreams
Smiling and loving me

     In her mind's eye, Stella pictured her. Her dazzling smile, her deep blue eyes. Her pale golden hair. She imagined a future where they could be together. Laughing, smiling, maybe out on a date. Engaged, or maybe even married. They might have a family. Even though she knew it would hurt, she let herself imagine.

So moan another "if"

     "If only..." Cardigan whispered. If only she had the courage, even if she were to get shot down. If only she could just...say her feelings aloud instead of quietly admitting them. Maybe things wouldn't work out, but...she could try. Couldn't she?

And sigh another "when?"

     "Three years...Just...three years." Cora told herself. She only had 3 years until she was legally her own person. Until her parents couldn't decide what was best for her. Until she could be open about who she was. Until she could be confident instead of fearful.

But you'll never be 16 again

     Silk curled up in a ball, shaking with sobs. Being in love was tearing her apart. She had to see the girl she loved in love with someone else. She had to try and be happy for her older sister and her best friend, because the two of them were also in love with Stella. She was torn between her love and her loyalty. Letting Stella love someone else, and trying to win her over. She wished she could just be 16 again. When all this drama never existed.

Pretty-looking boys
Who say like your eyes
They lie

     Rachel sighed, waving the boy away. This was the second time in a week. She spent enough time around players to know when people were lying about compliments. She just wanted someone who wanted her for her personality. Not just her body.