"Oh my darling, when you smile, it is like a song" - "Obviously," She started. There was a nervous shake in her voice that made me tilt my head in her hands. "Obviously you don't understand the agreement." She repeated after quickly composing herself. I rolled my eyes, but let her continue. "Where you go, I go. Where I go, you go." She told me sternly. Her thumbs grazed my cheeks and heat rose on my skin where she touched. I couldn't tell if this was just Sophia being caring or if she was maybe feeling more. My brain told me that this was all a friendly gesture, but my body and it's stupid hormones were telling me that it was something more. And your brain can never really overcome true instincts. I moved closer towards her, shrinking the already limited space between us. This time it was Sophia's turn to blush which only made my smile grow larger. All I could think about was her lips meeting mine. (a new and improved skmw xx)

Alex Valentine. 22. Model. She had a life of glitz and glam, unlimited riches, gourmet food and hot toy boys whenever and wherever. She was loved, hated, envied and admired. She lived the ideal life. Rose English. 21. Photographer. She came from an honest, working class family which was crumbling around her. And fast. Loved by all who knew her, pitied by those that didn't, Rose lived a pretty tough life, not that she'd ever admit it. When Rose was hired as a photographer for "Valentine," a hot-shot fashion magazine owned by one of the most successful men in New York, she was surprised to find out that she would be snapping pics of his daughter Alex, one of the most well known models worldwide. This is the story of how two people born into such contrasting worlds grew closer under unlikely circumstances, and how this blooming relationship changed both their lives forever. But with dark secrets, shady characters and naive families, how will the story end? Will Cinderella get her happily ever after? Fingers crossed.