"Mommy am I your child?" My mom looked down and chuckled at me. "Of course you are Theo." She said continuing to cut the vegetables that I hated. "Then why do we have different skin?" I blurted. I was five at the time and I didn't know any better. "Who said that?" She asked looking at me concerned. She knew I wouldn't have thought that on my own. I was always perfectly happy with everything. "This kid Matt. He said his mommy thinks you're weird because we're two different skins." I said coloring in my book. "Well don't listen to what people say. Love doesn't discriminate." She told me sternly. I took her advice. Highest rank: #6 in interracial #2 in interracial-romance # 3 in sexualthemes

Lizzy West is like any teenage african-american girl except she was adopted into a white family. When her family moves to an all white neighborhood, she has to deal with the disapproval of her skin color from others. From going through all she went through, her life seems to fill with obstacles that have surprising twists. She finds someone amazing that will make living there worthwhile. Stay tuned there is a sequel to this story! AN: this story is in the process of being edited!