Disclaimer standards apply, Brace face is not mine, but anyone that is not from the show is unless I state otherwise.

A/n: yet another fem slash possible so don't like don't read simple enough. This is not a one shot like many of my other stories have been thus far, but I'll warn you now, it will contain adult content and things people have to deal with. Like I said before, don't like don't read. I don't want to hear you didn't like it because something didn't suit your needs.

Chapter 1

The buzzing of an alarmclock echoed through out the small room as a pale hand reached out from under their blue covers in order to shut the annoying thing off. The owner of the hand soon jumped out of bed her blonde nodded from her slumber the night before. A soft meouw floated into the room as a cat walked in joined closely by yet another getting under foot of the girl who had been trying to get to the bathroom.

Ignoring the cats the girl brushed her teeth and preformed the rest of her morning retuine. Returning to her room she quickly changed into an outfit and dashed off to school waving a quick good bye to her mother and brothers. The Eldest brother Adem, didn't have long living at home being older then his sister by three years. This year he had been approved to go to an out of state college, and was just enjoying his remaining time home before making the big move. His room had been packed up for weeks a few things remaining for the last minute. Naturally.

The middle child Sharon, seemed to be in a good mood that morning as she ran the entire way to school. Her two best friends Maria and Connor had joined up with her at their lockers. Sharon was now almost fifteen, and even though she still had her braces, she wasn't worried about them. Turning fifteen seemed to be a bigger deal to her this year, because now she could start learning to drive. True she couldn't drive alone for another year yet, but the thought of having a chance to learn to drive excited her. Then again any girl her age was expected to feel that way, and Sharon Spitz was no exception either. About a year ago she had taken her mother's car driven it to lifecycles, her favorite hang out, with Maria and Conor right behind her, and crashed it into a tree. Even though it been over a year since that day, driving was something she had mixed emotions about.

However, today appeared to be different. Sharon often smiled and her voice seemed to reflect her mood. In that respect today appeared to be like any other as she talked with her friends laughing as they headed to class. Taking her seat she noticed a girl come into class in a wheelchair of all things. Not much of her could be seen from behind the mound of books that covered her lap. Placing said books on the closest desk more of her could now be seen.

Her skin was a dull tan color brown slightless, but not lifeless orbs contrasted her skin tone mixing well with the light brown mid back hair. She wore a lite contrasting outfit that seemed to complment her skin tone well. The girl slipped a slip of paper out of her pocket and held it out. The teacher walked up reading the note. "Class, meet Cynthia. She will be starting today." The teacher announced. The girl now known as Cynthia only waved nodding slightly. In the direction she guessed the rest of the class was before letting the teacher begain. "Not very talkative, is she…?" Connor observed speaking in a wsiper sneezing several times seconds later.

"She is new, come on give her a chance." Sharon whispered back to Connor praying their teacher didn't notice.

Nina's laugh echoed through the classroom as she watched Cynthia flip through book after book searching for the right one. The sliding of books around wasn't what made her laugh, but rather the way her hands seamed to dance across the pages of the book and how her eyes never glanced at the pages once. "What do you think your doing in high school if you can't read?" Nina asked ignoring the fact the teacher still appeared to be talking.

"Maybe if you shut your trap, you might just learn something….instead of shooting off your mouth." Cynthia spoke for the first time a low dangerous hiss forming as she thought about her words slowly and carefully. Her voice remained low, but at the same time it appeared to be as cold as ice.

"Why you little cock sucking bitch. No, and I mean no one talks to Nina Harper like that!" Nina shirked attracting all the attention to herself.

"Looks like I just did now didn't I?" Cynthia responded her voice sounding even colder by the second. However, Nina's display did earn her a trip to the princapal's office. Needless to say the entire class had burst into fits of laughter until the teacher was able to calm the class down.

The rest of the school day passed rather uneventfully. Aside from lunch, Sharon didn't see much of Cynthia for the rest of the day. Maria and connor had already taken a sudden fear of her as did most of the student body. However, just like when she met Tally for the first time, Sharon was determined not to let her friends determine how she should feel about someone they hardly new.

If it was one thing Sharon hated, it was the mistreatment of animals weather or not they were human animals or not. True being human herself, she did on occasion get angery and fought with her friends, but never once did those feelings lead to hate. At least the girl seemed to be under the impression anyway that was true.

After school let out for the Day Sharon headed home not waiting for her friends. She wanted to try and catch up to Cynthia feeling the girl wasn't as cold and horrible as the entire school seemed to think. Her mind wirled with the events of the day, the fighting of chores only made her head eche more. Rubbing her temples and pusing at a stop light, she spotted the girl struggeling with the mountain of books that now appeared to cover the majority of her lap hiding her face from view. So far no one had noticed or said anything to the fact the girl in school was blind, and if they knew, they used as an excuse not to talk to her. "Hey its Sharon from home room!" she called approaching the girl guessing with the stack of books on her lap she couldn't see the girl approaching.

"Hey…." Cynthia replied her voice soft spoken polite, quiet, and slightly on edge not sure what root to take in talking to this person. Truth be told, this girl Sharon, had been the first to talk to her all a day aside from the problem concerning Nina that morning.

"Um….I was wondering, if maybe, you….might need help with your books. I mean, it appears you can't see where your going and…." Sharon stammered out findingquickly she didn't quite know what to say or how to take the news. One of her biggest fears being causing a fight between herself and another person, worse still she had met the girl only that morning.

"Thease aren't light, are you sure you can handle some of them ok?" she asked her voice seeming week and ashamed seemingly to take the girl up on her offer.

"no not at all, this is alright for me. So where do you live?" Sharon asked taking about half the books from Cynthia's lap before resuming their treck. Cynthia gave an address and Sharon's smile grew wider causing her braces to flicker lightly against the cool crisp day and the brightness of the sun reflecting against the metle. She hopped the sunlight wouldn't cause some strange electrical interference like many things had since day one. The thought of all the things her braces did only made her cringe more. Breaking herself from her own musings she responded with "that's right near me."

"Wow that's great news, we can help each other and be friends, if that is what you want.. Sharon commented smiling brightly the girl still unaware she couldn't see it.

Cynthia let a small smile spread across her lips at this news glad to have a real friend.

As time went on, Sharon and Cynthia got closer. Yet dispite all of this Maria and Connor weren't so ready to except her even though Cynthia made every effort to be friends with them both. For the strangest reason unknown to Sharon, they didn't want anything to do with Cynthia, which in itself seemed unusal….but at the same time not really. Her mind flashed back to when Aliceson, one of Nina's closest friends, had made it a point to join up with Sharon and company. Maria and Sharon had not felt so ready to trust even though Connor was the one to befriend her first. However, after a while Sharon found herself defending the same girl she had told herself she would never like again. Yet all that ended up flying out the window sort of speak

Now, Sharon was the excepting one, and Maria and Connor wanted to be hateful. Sharon and Cynthia continued to try and get Maria and connor to understand this, but after a while Cynthia gave up. Later one afternoon on the way home from school the small group made a civial attempt to get along as they headed home from school. Maria had been the first to leave, which left Connor, Sharon, and Cynthia to finish the walk or ride home. Sharon had her bike, and Cynthia had her wheelchair, Connor ended up to be the only one walking, and he spent most of the walk with his face in a tissue his eyes closed and his ears clogged.

The sound of breaks slamming caused connor to start Running. His heart pounded in his chest at such a rapid rate that he felt as if at any second his heart would come flying out of his chest taking over half his ribs with it. The pounding of his feet hitting the concreate along with the echoing of his breathing drowned out any other sound includeing the sound of a bicycle being crunched up by a large truck or the sound of a body being tossed across the crossing only to land in a crumpled heap on the other side. "Sharon!" Connor called fearing for the worst.

By the time that he arrived by Sharon's side, Cynthia was already in the process of performing CPR. It was at that moment anything he had against Cynthia was temporally forgotten Sharon's life being more so important. "Quick Connor, call for help, please." Cynthia cried tossing him her cell phone that normally remained attached to her hip.

Connor waisted no time calling for help, and within minutes the traffic had been cleared and medics arrived to take the lifeless Sharon away. "Connor, I have been told you live next door to Sharon, Could you please get her parents and I'll call Maria." Cynthia said after Connor handed her her phone back.

Connor nodded wondering just how he was going to break the news to Sharon's parents. Naturallly Cynthia and Connor had been informed Sharon would make it, but they both knew that chances of serviving a hit and run normally didn't turn out well. Connor aproched the house shifting from foot to foot in constent worry for his best friend. With shaking hands, he rang the door bell awaiting for an answer. The youngest of the three Spitz children, Josh, had been the one to answer the door. "Hi Connor, Sharon isn't home yet, but I'll let her know you stopped by." He informed but a look of confusion quickly formed upon his face when he got a good look at how bad Connor looked. "No, I need to speak with your mom is she in?" Connor asked not trying to hide the emotion in his voice.

"Connor, can I help you?" Sharon's mom asked looking at the boy standing on her doorstep trying to look at anything but in her eyes. "Is there something wrong with Sharon?" she asked being the first to voice one of her worst fears.

Connor nodded before delivering the news that he didn't want to repeat, but knew he must. "Sharon was in an accident, and has been air lifted to the hospital." Connor told her trying to keep his own voice calm and not break, but luck sure was not on his side, and he felt more then a little nervous over it. Howeer, the look on Sharon's mom's face said it all and without a word she was out cold on the floor. And, when Sharon's birth father stopped in for an unexpected visit, he saw his ex wife out cold and a histiceral connor on his nees trying to revive her.