Two households, the Capulets and the Montagues, both have only one child. Two beautiful girls named Romeo (she insists on Rome for short, she thinks it sounds cooler) and Juliet. Romeo has had a tough life after her parents expected a boy (hence the name Romeo). Juliet's parents neglected her. Their families have had a grudge against each other for years. When they meet at the Capulet Ball, they instantly have a connection. But between their family feuds and parents' homophobia, will they ever get a chance to be together? A modern, lesbian twist on Romeo and Juliet. No promises on everything being specifically correct, but this is based on the original play. Enjoy babes! xx

My name is Grayson. I'm 17, 18 in a couple days. I've always wondered what the rest of the world is like, outside of Riverbrooke. I live in a small, rustic town where there are about 270 people. I've always been kind of anti-social, to be honest. Always wanting to write, read, or draw, instead of doing sports like the other kids. I don't get bullied, but I do get teased a little, because apparently I'm "not normal". I have black hair, and green eyes. I guess I'm okay looking... I've never really thought about it, and I don't care. This may sound weird, but I've also never had a crush. I've just never found anyone attractive. But that will soon change, at my 18th birthday. When you are 18, you are able to venture out of your hometown, and see the rest of the world. I've heard it's beautiful. Oh yeah, and you find your soulmate. I've started seeing hints of a red string coming from my chest, stretching to the unknown. But in a couple days, that line will solidify, and I will finally know who I will spend forever with. ------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------ Grayson has always expected to be normal, to grow up and have a family of his own, in a beautiful town. And he's on the right path. ...But what if that all changes?

My name is Scarlett Moon. But They call me Scarlett, or sometimes just Scar, if I can make out what They are saying. Most of it sounds like moaning. It haunts me. This is the story about my deepest, darkest secret. I was running. Running away, running far away from Them. You see, They are the world's biggest danger. You can't see them, and yet, you can feel them... you can feel their presence. Their dark, wispy demeanor, Their mysterious coolness when you get near them. But yet, I am paranormal too, so I could see faint outlines. They were horrible creatures, shaped at gruesome angles, no diligence in an inch of their bones, if they even have bones. They like to chase me, to drive me away from the place I once called home. But enough about Them. A little about me. I am skinny, but strong. I look normal, dark, almost black hair, normal features. But if you look at me closely, you can see my real presence. My scarlet eyes give it away. I am no longer normal. I am paranormal, but no one knows who I truly am. You see, I have been what the normals call, "changed". The normal changing is done by Them, where you turn into either a demon or werewolf. My case is different. They changed me differently. I am one with both the underworld and human world. I am one with fire, air, and water. I am the most powerful creature in the underworld, human realm, and the heavens. That's why They want me. Why They chase me. Why everyone will pay generously to have me found, alive or dead. What am I?