Cameron White is an 18-year-old homeless boy. When he was just fifteen his parents found out he was gay and though his mother still loved him, she couldn't go against his father when he kicked him out of the house. He lives in the alley between Parker Industries and the grocery store. All he has are the clothes on his back, and a tin cup. Nathaniel Parker is a 20-year-old CEO of his company. He lives in a nice house on the upper side of town, has more money than he knows what to do with, is extremely attractive and is a generally good guy. He inherited the company from his father and his dad decides that its time for Nate to get settled down with a nice woman and have children. There's just one issue Nate doesn't really like women. When their paths cross and sparks fly, how will these two deal with the feelings that come? xXxForeverYoungxXx

Cole Hayes was born in the small hometown of Leighton Hills, Massachusetts. He's had his best friend Amy Ray by his side since birth and now they are ready to take on their senior year. Now, in Leighton Hills, there isn't much to do or see. Sure, a town with 'Hills' in the name should be amazing, but everything is boring. Nothing special ever happens. Cole has a secret though, he's gay. In Leighton Hills, homosexuality isn't really the recommended route. Weird, considering Massachusetts was the first state to legalize gay marriage. This town is different though. If you aren't straight then you aren't really anything. But when a strange newcomer enters the area, everything changes. Maintaining the secret may not be his biggest problem.

THIS STORY IS BASED ON PARTS OF MY OWN LIFE. Please don't leave hate comments. This was also co-written with my best friend. Airiccah Asher was always the quiet one. Books, music, and only two good friends. Allison and Caitlin were nearly the same person. Long, dark hair and personalities that had the same genetic code, they were her link to life. Said to be a closet lesbian, Airiccah has always been made fun of. The fact that she kept her blond hair short didn’t help much. Her tomboy-ish attitude, her aptitude to fight, and her recurrent long sleeves only drove their purpose home. She couldn’t take it anymore. Rumors, cruel jokes, and flat-out lies led her to slit her wrists and cry herself to sleep. She wasn’t just a closet bisexual. She was a closet emo, and possibly a closet lesbian. Could those rumors be right? Was her boyfriend really just a cover up? Has she been lying to herself this whole time?