Laela was now a senior and had been prom queen since she started. Most would have described her as perfect in every way possible. Most popular in school and everyone wanted to be her. Her boyfriend was team captain of the football team and was there for her since she first came to this school. It had been a fairtale story if there ever was one, but the life she lived outside that was one totally different.

Ever since middle school Laela had been somewhat more attracted to girls than boys. Her parents threw it off as though it was some phase she would grow out of. Maybe thats why now she was going out with Jake, her boyfriend of 4 years. To make everyone see her the way they wanted to. Inside though she still had this burning desire to see if she'd have more emotions from someone who went through exactly what she did, if loving a girl was easier than loving a man.

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Laela stood in the hall by Jake's locker and smiled as he walked over to her. Getting his attention wasn't hard at all considering she had been well blessed in areas most girls only hoped for. "So what are we doing tonight?" she asked him with almost a higher pitch in her tone. Jake looked at her and almost laughed "Football practice tonight silly, but I hear alot of the seniors are heading to a new club in town. Maybe you should check it out." Laela looked at him for a moment then let out a sigh and nodded.

She had been hoping for a little more tonight, but figured he'd forgotten. Of course men would be the only ones to forget that tonight marked 4 years for the two of them. The club did sound good so as soon as school was over she got all dressed up. Pink high heeled shoes was the first thing you'd see when looking down at her. They looked almost 5 to 6 inches tall and almost seemed to sparkle. The black fishnet stockings on her legs kept the perfect skin under covered. That is until you saw the skirt or lack of that fit snug around her thighs and hips. Black as ebony of course, but not exactly leather close to though. Her top was white with the word "Fuckin Princess" on the front in pretty little jewels. A black jacket the same color and texture as her skirt lay in her arms.

She finished up with her hair then walked out the door in full confidence. The club had just opened that night so everyone was there tonight. It took Laela a few minutes to find a place to sit and even then she felt as though someone was keeping a close eye on her. Sitting her thrings down she then went to turn around and came face to face with what she could only say was someone new to town. Laela looked at this girl and couldn't help but get kinda stired by her pressence. Her features were like an angel and no flaws could be seen.

"I haven't seen you around before, you must be new. My name is Laela." "What?" the girl said not being able to hear her over the noise. Laela leaned in towards her ear and spoke a little louder than before "I said you look new around here, my name is Laela."

The smell she got from being so close sent her into a whirlwind of excitement and pleasure. Hell this all came from just seeing and smelling her. When she realized the girl still couldn't hear her she took her hand and walked out. Laela wanted to get to know this girl a little more if nothing more than friends. Though she'd also hope she'd be the one to set her free of what she'd become, a bit of a fake.



(ooc ok so i need a female that isn't afraid of what she is, lesbian. I kinda want to keep playing the torn feelings with Laela between who people see her as and who she feels inside. Your character is going to fall in love with her and vise versa, but are going to keep things on the low for awhile until finally Laela desides she's tired of pretending. The rp will get mature I'm sure and I don't ask that rps be 20 paragraphs all the time, but at least two would be nice. Any questions just PM me otherwise just join, no permission needed and have fun!)