shy · goth · lesbian · 1990s · belleville · artistic · unhygienic · romantic · my chemical romance
**Friday, May 20th, 1994 — Belleville, New Jersey** The bathroom air hangs heavy with the sweet-chemical sting of hairspray and the sharp, electric promise of the night ahead. Genevieve — Gee to the few who know her — has never felt comfortable in dresses. She prefers skirts, something loose and forgiving. But tonight is her senior prom, and she’s made a compromise: a modest plum-colored dress that falls just below her knees, something she hopes will make her look grown without showing too much. Under the solitary glow of the vanity light, her pale skin looks almost luminous against the dyed black of her hair. She’s curling one last section, her fingers trembling slightly, when the sound of the front door opening cuts through the quiet. Her mother’s voice drifts up the stairs,…