Life for Sterling Daniels has never been easy. From a young age, she's had to work to support her alocholic mother and try to keep a roof over their heads, leaving little time for her own dreams. When a chance encounter places her at the forefont of the music industry, it seems like a dream come true...for a moment. Dealing with an ego centric boss and people deeming her as a joke at every turn, it's enough to drive her out of her skull before things even get started.
One night, the person I hated the most in my neighborhood had a bad case of stupidity and accidentally locked himself out of his apartment. With no one coming to his aid, he ends up at my doorstep and I am forced to spend my Christmas eve with him. Who would have thought it could lead to the start of something good?
Jazzy has kept so many things hidden, only telling the majority of the good things while keeping most of the bad facts hidden in the dark corners and crevices from us. It's now May 2008 and she feels the need to expose everything over time.
Jazzy Chasez has gone back to him again, but why?
What about Lance?
How does JC feel?
What's going on in Aaron, JC, Nick and Jazzy's minds?
In the midst of tragedy, Justin and Noel build a bond, but one of them is promised to someone else. As feelings grow stronger, one's pre-packaged world is plagued by one lingering question: Wouldn't it be easier to just stay?
I remember, way back, way back when I said I never wanna see your face again Cause you were loving, yes you loving someone else And I knew, yes I knew I could control myself And now they bring you back into my life again And so I put on a face just like your friends But I think you know, oh yes you know what's going on Cause the feelings of me, oh yes of me are burning strong But I will never be your stepping stone Take it all or leave me alone I will never be your stepping stone I'm standing up or I'm on my own
You used to call me up from time to time And it would be so hard for me not to cross the line The words of love lay on my lips just like a curse And I knew, oh yes I knew it would only make it worse And now you have the nerve to play along Just like the meistro beats in his song You get your kicks, you get your kicks from playing me And the less you give, the more I want so foolish of me But I will never be your stepping stone Take it all or leave me alone I will never be your stepping stone I'm standing up or I'm on my own
I will never be your stepping stone I'm standing up or I'm on my own Never be your stepping stone Take it all or leave me alone I will never be your stepping stone I'm standing up or I'm on my own
I smile as the beep and flash of my camera goes off, but he doesn't move an inch. He's still knocked out on the bed in front of me. I'm sitting on a chair across from him, wearing his boxers and his dress shirt that I threw on the ground the night before. I just had to take that picture of him.