There's a girl running down the street, clutching a bundle of red roses. She glances behind her. It's raining and the water runs down her face like tears. As soon as she's at the little house on the corner of 4th and Avenue Street, she knocks on the door hastily. The door opens and a girl in a robe steps out.

    "Joanne! What are you doing here?!" Lisa Kirk asked the girl who was called Joanne.
"I...c-came to...t-talk to you..." Joanne Johnson huffed, leaning on the porch rail.
"Are you okay?" Lisa asked hesitantly.
"No," replied Joanne. She looked really out of breath.
"Come inside, I'll make you tea." Lisa ushered the other woman inside.

     Once tea was brewed and Joanne had caught her breath, Lisa seated herself in the velvet armchair her father left her. She watched Joanne carefully. Lisa scanned the 5"8 woman sitting on her loveseat, with curly ebony hair and eyes of emerald green that you get lost in, soft red lips, skin of creamy peach and her curvy figure. Joanne was the eye candy of many of the boys at their school and she was a honor student. She was...amazing. And then, there was Lisa. Lisa who was 5" tall with dull brunette hair and boring grey eyes, thin pink lips, dull tan skin and to top it all off, she looked like a 12 year old. Or so she thought. Outside of the self doubt, she was actually really pretty. She was dainty and graceful with soft eyes and a smile that filled room with sunshine.

     "So, Joanne, um, why are you at my house?" Lisa broke the silence.
"Oh yeah! I, uh, wanted to ask you something..." She trailed off, looking around her frantically. Joanne finally found the bundle of roses and she cleared her throat, kneeling in front of Lisa.

    "Lisa, when I first met you, I was astonished at how graceful you were. I loved seeing your dance routines and it was always a delight to see you at my plays. You've comforted me when I was abused, you helped me study, we laughed and we've cried. You've been there for me and...I...I love you." Lisa blinked and gripped the edges of her chair.
"You're...you...you want me...to be your girlfriend?" Lisa choked, her face a brilliant shade of pink.
"Yes! I'm madly in love with you! You're the light of my life, the apple of my eye! Every time I see you, my heart stops. You're the most beautiful girl I've ever had the pleasure to know. Please, say you'll be mine." Joanne had grabbed Lisa's hand at this point, holding close to her heart. Lisa took this all in, before she spoke.

    "I...I'd love to be yours!" She cried, hugging Joanne. Joanne jumped up, spinning her new girlfriend around while laughing. She lifted her up and kissed her deeply, a hand caressing her soft brunette hair. Lisa gripped Joanne's shoulders, wrapping her legs around her torso. When Joanne broke the kiss, Lisa gave a squeal of delight, kissing her again.

~The End~