Yellow(HerWong)

CHAPTER-1

Deanna had never loved the city. Everything was so busy and she was only one person. She could never keep up with all of the commotion happening 24 hours a day. But the New York Academy of Art was her dream school, and when she'd gotten accepted, she decided she could deal with living in the city. After all, she was living alongside her three best friends. Everyone assumed Deanna was living the dream.

Which she was, no doubt. After living in Miami for so long, Deanna was itching to get out. That's why immediately following her graduation, she took off into the sunset and arrived in New York City the next day.

Moving to New York had been a dream she shared with her three bestfriends.
Deanna,Riri,Eya,and Ivy had all grown close in their freshman year of high school after working backstage on the school's production of 'The Little Mermaid.'When their junior year came around, they saved up enough money, sent in their college applications, and realized that they could actually make their dream a reality.

And now here they were, two months into the fall semester of their first year of college. Deanna loved how her life was turning out, but she couldn't help but feel increasingly lonely. It's not like she didn't have friends, because she had plenty of them. There was just something missing.

Her sophomore year, news had got out that Deanna was gay. She'd expected her three best friends to turn away from her, but surprisingly they could care less. They stood by her side during the incessant bullying she received. Deanna was forever grateful for her roommates. Without them, she'd be nowhere near as happy as she was now.

But in some ways, her sexuality held her back. It wasn't exactly hard to come across another lesbian, especially in New York, but Deanna was extremely inexperienced when it came to any type of relationship.So out of fear, she kept to herself.

The moment she pushed the door to their shared industrial apartment open,Deanna was greeted by her three roommates. Or should she say two, considering Riri was asleep on the couch.Ivy and Eya looked up from their phones and smiled in greeting to the dark haired girl.

"You'll never guess what happened today," Eya gushed, forgetting about her phone and following Deanna into the kitchen. "You remember that cute foreign kid in my hip hop class?" she asked, but didn't wait for Deanna to respond. "He asked me for my number!" Eya clapped her hands together excitedly and Deanna couldn't help but laugh.

"I didn't doubt you for a second when you told me you'd make it happen," Deanna teased, letting her backpack slip off of her shoulder and onto the floor by the doorway.

Eya crinkled her nose at her roommate and hopped up onto the counter. "So what's for dinner, Deans?"

Rolling her eyes, Deanna sighed. "You couldn't have befriended a culinary major? That would've done us all a favor. I'm tired of being the only one who knows how to cook." She opened the pantry, scanning to see what she could throw together and call a meal.

"I got it!" Eya called, causing Deanna to turn around in confusion. She hadn't even heard anything. Forgetting about dinner, she followed the other girl towards the door. Eya's face held an unreadable expression when she opened the door, and Deanna instantly grew confused.They rarely got visitors, and when they did it was usually someone at the wrong apartment.

"Hi!" the cheery voice rang out from behind the door. Deanna instantly felt sick to her stomach. She jogged over to Eya's side to make sure she wasn't hallucinating. And she sure wasn't.

"Carly Hernandez?" Eya asked. She was just as confused as Deanna was. Ivy quickly came up behind them, too, glancing at Deanna with concern in her eyes. They all knew how Deanna felt about Carly.

The truth is, Deanna hadn't come out in high school. She'd been outed by the girl standing right in front of them. Carly Hernandez, also known as the most popular girl at their high school. She was a volleyball captain, prom queen, leading role in every school play. You name it, Carly had done it. Everyone knew her name.