Hi there readers! I no I haven't really finished my other work, but no comments means no inspiration. Don't get me wrong, the comments are great and mean a lot to me! but I need ppls full opinion, what you like, what you dont like, what you want, what you don't want etc... So please be kind. This is another lesbian romance, and remember, your input is highly appreciated! Also, i know there will be errors in my writing, I'm the type of person who will edit and edit and edit to the point where I either scrap it or change it completely, so its better if i upload and re-read down the track. I don't own the characters, just the story line. Based very loosely off of the song "black box".

CHAPTER 1

Ashley's POV

I set the small black box down on my bed side table as I crawled up and under the protective sheets. I flicked on the TV to see if I could be guided off into a sweet sleep. Well, that was the idea, until, the delightful sound, an all too familiar sound of woman herself filled the surrounding air. My heart, my lungs, my mind was just flooded every kind of emotion when Shay Mitchell spoke. She was doing an interview about her hit show on ABC, Pretty Little Liars. Once her voice was replaced by an ad i snapped out of my daze and flicked the TV off. I sat up in my bed, knees hugged tightly into my chest as I remember her.

Flashback:

**It was my first day of school. My parents moved to Toronto and I was made to tag along and start a new school. The principal handed me my time table and sent me on my way. Once i found my locker and put my stuff away, I began to feel a tiny less lost and a little bigger than too inches tall. I opened up my locker and put my things away. All was well until I clumsily dropped my book, bending down to pick it up I noticed to feet next to me. The shoes were those sneakers that had the built in heal. Rising slowly, the legs went on for days and the skin, so sun-kissed and untouched.

Then, out of nowhere she spoke, "Need a hand?" Not moving her eyes from her locker but angling towards me.

"Ugh, I'm good actually. Just a klutz." I stood right away and focused on trying to quickly organize my locker...or pretend too.

"You don't look like your from here." She smiled while taking small glances my way.

"What gave it away?"

"The short shorts, tank up and goose bumps. I take it your not used to the weather? Where are you from?"

"California."

She nodded in approval, as if the final puzzle piece was put in. "Well see ya 'round California."

And that was it. The next for years of my life, I was stood by, watching her go about her life. The occasional "hey" when at our lockers, the occasional smile if we made eye contact. She was never rude, she just went on as if I wasn't important to befriend. My best friend new how hard i crushed on her, it never faded until graduation. Everyone went there separate way, I thought i would never have to see her again. Boy was I wrong.**

I eventually dozed off into what I thought would be a harmless sleep.

I awoke in a field, a green field, the type you see in movies. I beautiful green field, the sun beating down and sky a blue as ever. The grass was knee high and covered with white dandelions. I was sitting up laughing and giggling. My legs extended and touching another. Someones legs who were fascinatingly tanned and long. That someone had her arms wrapped around my torso, headed rested upon my shoulder. Her hair was long, dark and flowing with the wind. My thoughts were too busy trying to keep up but my body had a mind of its own. It was as if my body was following a script and my mind wasn't apart of it. I turned and placed a kiss on her cheek. Shay's cheek, both of us still in a fit of laughter. My mind was too set back to be in the moment, my body was as comfortable as ever. She got up and ran through the field, back to her old 1968 Pontiac GTO. My body, without hesitation, ran after her, my mind was in shock and panic mode. The words that came out of my mouth weren't mine. It was like shooting a scene. My body and mouth were hitting the marks while my mind raced around doing other things. We sped of down a dirt road with the windows down and my hand on her thigh as she cranked that car into second gear.

We got to a big billboard sign where we rolled to a stop. We got out of the car, Shay leant against the hood. I was pulled into her embrace, her arms around my waist, our lips in a tangle. I pulled back and pulled out a sharpie. I colored her skin with black, writing and A. A for Ashley on her wrist.

Then it all faded, a loud beeping sound pulled me out of the scene.

I woke up...It was a dream. Turning off the alarm clock, I shook myself out my thoughts and got ready for work. Today was monday, life went on, and if you didn't keep with it, you get left behind.

Shay's POV

Today started off like every other day, I mean I was running later than usual, pretty sure I sped through a speed camera to get to the studio on time, but other than that, it was all normal.

"Hey you." Troian sat beside me in make up, "how are you?"

"Oh, hey there, I'm feeling good, how are you?"

"Yeah awesome, new tattoo?" Troian spoke and applied make up as we rushed to get ourselves ready to shoot.

"Huh?" I looked at her confused, I didn't get a tattoo.

"That one. On your wrist. What is it?"

I looked down at my wrists. A tattoo? Of an A? I don't remember getting a tattoo. Was I that hammered on Saturday night i got a tattoo. I rubbed my thumb firmly over it. It started to come off. "Oh no, its just marker."

"Of an A?" Troian looked at me suspiciously. "Obviously you had an interesting weekend huh?"

"Yeah well, I don't remember Saturday night." I rubbed the rest of the marker off my skin before i would get into trouble for getting one, they would have to have covered that with A LOT of make up. Everyone was ready on set.

"So what did you get up to yesterday, I tried calling you?" Lucy asked. We were on one of the sets. We all had a scene together.

"Oh I went for a nice long drive out to this field. Probably had no reception."

ACTION the director called.

Once the day was done, I went back to my trailer and got changed back into my normal clothes and out of my character clothes. I hated being alone. Being left to my thoughts. I began to think about the field. I was alone, but I felt a presence, I don't even know why i went out there. I got my car all dirty...I would never drive my car on a dirt road. It was too pretty. I just felt drawn out there. I let it go and went home. In need of a much overdue sleep and a massive dinner. Ready for things to feel less weird and get ready for my scenes tomorrow.