Come, fellow readers...come step into the world of girlxgirl romance...IF YOU DARE. Stacy Bennet has always been fascinated by Courtney Heart, the mesmerizing girl with flowing pale silk hair and twinkling bluebell colored eyes that seemed to hide so many secrets. Stacy has always asked herself. Can girls fall in love with other girls? How else can she explain why her heart flutters even at the very mention of Courtney's name or why she just couldn't stop dreaming about the mysterious girl with cherry pink lips? But then by some miracle, Courtney actually starts talking to her and doing suggestive things that has Stacy wondering. Is the other girl interested in her or just playing games? And then there's West, who seems as mysterious as Courtney. His sudden interest in Stacy is questionable. When it comes down to it...who can Stacy trust?

~This story started out as a collaboration between Zenon107 and myself, but I've been taking some time to gather my thoughts and travel away from needing her help to write~ Hello. You don't know me because I am the type of person who doesn't talk to anyone. I don't dress like the other guys. I dress more like a girl than anything. I get made fun of all the time for being gay, what I dress like; the whole nine yards. I always go home to find my house a wreck because my parents hate each other. My older brother, being nineteen, doesn't care what goes on in the house. He's always out partying and banging his girlfriend, who he doesn't know is gay. I have to sit in my room and endure the constant verbal abuse my father shoots at my mother and vice versa. Sometimes, the fighting gets so intense that there is physical abuse. My only escapes are my computer, my knife, and Blood On The Dance Floor. I have feelings for Jayy Von Monroe. Because of him I can be at peace when I sleep at night. I love him. I want to marry him someday. [All the banners are made by me~]