"You're like.. really pretty." - Her name is Regina George, and she is a massive deal. She's the most popular girl in school and you- well, you're new. Your name is Elle Heron, you just moved to North Shore with your mom and older sister, Cady Heron. Cady has always been your closest friend, since she's the only friend you've ever had.. but that's about to change when you meet the Plastics.

cause you split my world in two now i'm half the one you knew and i know we got different views but we're lookin at the same moon ----- After offered the job of a lifetime, Tatum Willis becomes a musical photographer for the one and only Reneé Rapp. When Reneé suddenly writes a song about Tatum, her fans become skeptical about their friendship. ----- "Tate.." She whispers my name in the darkness. I feel the mattress dip down beside me, the heat of her body sends chills down my spine. "Open your eyes.." ----- FANFICTION - NOT BASED ON TRUE EVENTS *WARNINGS LISTED IN INTRODUCTORY CHAPTER*

Blake Sloan doesn't believe in God. But she used to believe in Reneè Rapp. They were both rising - two women with voices like weapons and mouths full of promises. Blake was all smoky stages and sharp teeth, Reneè all glitter and heat. Behind the scenes, they burned like holy fire. And then Reneè ended it with a whisper and a warning: "If this gets out, we both fall." Now, one year later, they're headlining the same festival. Same stage. Same night. Different people. Reneè's new setlist includes a song called "Lord." It's a slow, aching confession. And Blake knows exactly who it's about. She should keep her distance. She should focus on the music. But when Reneè sings with that look in her eye, Blake finds herself unraveling all over again. The industry's watching. The fans are guessing. And between soundchecks and stolen glances, they're one breath away from either reconciliation or destruction. They've both got something to prove. But only one of them still knows how to beg.