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Franks point of view…

Bob won the thumb war in the end, so Ray went to get me some skittles from the same shop that we had been too earlier. I loved skittles, but I didn’t want to eat them I couldn’t stand the thought of eating, the way it slid down my throat and I could feel it in my stomach.

There were so many kids out there with no food, none at all, and I am here stuffing my face with sweets and sugar when people are dying. It made me want to be sick… which to be perfectly honest… was what I did when I got home anyway…

I sat there with my skittles, popping a few in my mouth, the taste was delightful, I love them and I always used to buy them when i was little… well… right up until Ray and Jade banned me from them… apparently they made me too hyper!... although they never managed to ban me from my coffee. I would actually freak if they did. No jokes.

Thankfully though, Ray and bob were now having a very intense arm wrestle… on the curb… it didn’t look particularly… comfortable to say the very least! Gerard however, was still sat with me.


“So then… do you live near here?” he asked me.

“Yeah… just across the block…” I said pointing in the general direction of my house.

“Cool… wanna play 20 questions?” he said. I wasn’t sure whether I liked this idea, but I did want to find out more about Gerard so I nodded and went along with it letting him ask his 20 first, considering it was his idea in the first place.
“Hrm… okay then… favourite band?” he asked with a grin.

“Stuck between… misfits and maiden…” I replied after thinking for a couple of seconds.

“Really! Same here! And Mikey! Haha” h said before asking his next question. “Fave book…”

“Book… ha! Dream on! Comics FTW!” I said punching the air.

“Hell-boy and batman… and I quite like-”

“Hey… I’ll ask you when it’s your turn!” I said.

It took us about ten minutes to get through all 20 questions, then another 20 to get through his questions.

In that 20 minutes, I found out that Gerard loves comics (his favourite being hell-boy and batman… like he said…) he does a lot of drawing, he likes Metallica, misfits, iron maiden, black flag, and his grandma teaches him how to sing, he goes to the catholic school, hates it there due to ‘various reasons’ as he put it. He has been in the children’s home since he was four, with his brother who is also his best friend, Likes original skittles and crazy core skittles… but NOT the sour ones (I can relate to this!) and a lot more stuff… pretty cool if you ask me!

I had managed to eat the majority of my skittles, the rest were in my pocket, waiting to be thrown out of else given to Jade later.

“… the school bell is gonna go in like… ten mins… so… I think I’m gonna get going…” I said to him standing up.

“Okay dude, I’m going in the same direction too, so I’ll come with I think… if that’s alright…” he said standing up too.

“Yeah, sure thing!” after we had said our goodbyes, we set off to the place I was supposed to be able to call home… ha! Yeah right, funny joke! You’re supposed to be happy at home…!




We were silent for the most of the way, occasionally chatting, until we reached the top of my road when I stopped and said “well… this is me… that house just there…” I said pointing to my house.

“Okay then, I’ll walk you to the door…” he said walking towards my house.

Once we were there he stopped this time at the end of my path.

“Pass me your hand.” He said holding his hand out.

I looked at it suspiciously, wondering why he wanted my hand.

“Dude… I’m not gonna attack you, I just need your hand a second.” He said with a giggle.

I carefully held it out and he gently took it, before pulling off my skeleton glove and quickly wrote on it with a coloured pen.

“Nice inks…” he said pointing to the writing I had across my knuckles…

“Yeah… got it done in permanent ink… my uncle is a tattooist, but little did I realise that his permanent ink… was really permanent. And no matter how much my mum tried to get it off it just hasn’t. Been there for three and a half weeks… Halloween!” I said reading across my knuckles, “my birthdays on Halloween! Getting it done properly one day though…” I said trailing off as he lifted up his head and let go of my hand, letting it drop to my side.

“Really?! That’s so cool!” he said gesturing for me to read what he had written.

I looked at what he had put:

G: 07263413764, CALL ME YEH? 

And next to it he had drawn a vampire with big pointy teeth.

“Yeah I know!! Okay cool! I shall do!” I said holding my hand out for the pen, and once he gave it to me, I carefully wrote;

; 07894631388… I will call you later, but you can always text me? XoFrankenstein

He read it and laughed before passing me back my glove and holding his arms out for a hug. I knew however, that it wasn’t a creepy hug, just a friendly hug so I went along with it and hugged him back.

“See ya later gee!” I said as he walked away smiling leaving me to enter the place of my death… Again with the exaggerations…


“Heyya frank!” mum called from the living room.

“hi.” I replied flatly, not really wanting to get into a conversation…

“How was school?” she asked me with a smile.

Hrm… tell mum that I didn’t go because I got beat up and ended up hanging out with the guy she didn’t want to adopt… or… tell her that I went and that it was fine…? I went with option number two.

“Yea… it was fine actually!” I said and then went to leave, but not before she could say:

“Don’t go in the spare room frank or the basement… it’s you… so I’ve put a lock on them both, but you know… just don’t…” she said before she left the room herself.

I didn’t really care what was in the rooms to be perfectly honest, it was only going to be something stupid, or something for Rosie… sounds fun right?!

So I walked straight past the spare room (which did actually have a huge padlock on the front… whoa… I guess they really didn’t want me in there…!) And into my room.

I walked past my note book, past my comics and I went straight to where my guitar sat, I pulled her (yes…. Her it’s a girl, don’t dis.) Out of her case and stood with her proudly over my shoulder. Then I plugged the cord in and then sat there running my hand over the silver writing that read ‘pansy’.

I turned the volume up on the amp (I don’t care, mums used to the volume by now… well… I think….) and pulled out my pick (my lucky one!) and began to strum. Soon after this, I was fully into it, the raw chords that were influenced by how I felt… and at this point… I was feeling quite good!

Well… yeah… today there is a possibility; I have made at least two new friends, three if I can meet Mikey soon! So my music was happy, the sound playing out loud, swallowing me in the noise, taking me away from here, to a new place where this feeling never ended!

Unfortunately, like with anytime I am flying high. Someone has to do what they do in the movies and put a bloody billboard in the way for me to crash into and fall down.

Unfortunately for Steve… he was the billboard in my world, and that was what I went crashing into, only to fall… literally.

“Frank!” he said as he steadied himself as he tried to stop him from falling over.


“Ever heard of knocking?!” I said standing up and quickly re-adjusted my fringe so that it covered my face.

“Ever heard of turning your guitar down so that you could hear me knocking?” he asked me.

“What do you want?” I asked him before I put pansy back down on my bed and sat down next to it.

“To see if you are okay with the whole situation… with Rosie…” he said.

“Ha… funny joke…” I said before I went to where my guitar amp was. I unplugged it and wound up the wire.

“I’m… being serious…” he said. He was just stood there awkwardly…

“So am i. I don’t want some spoilt brat, who Dobbs people in for having coffee, and is an attention seeker as a sister who will be in the same house as me!” he said, trying desperately hard to keep my cool.

“How do you know that she Dobbs people in for having coffee?” he asked me suspiciously.

Oh… he had kinda caught me out on this one…

“Erm… when we were at the home, you could hear her in the kitchen…” I said recovering quickly.

“Right… well… and your mum have been talking…”

“That’s what people tend to do…” I said despite the look on his face when I interrupted him.

“Frank, I need you to just listen okay.” He replied and then carried on when I simply raised an eyebrow at him. “Well… we have contacted your school and they have given us permission to pull you out of school for two or three days…” he said. I quickly looked up and tilted my head. Why do they want me out of school?

“Okay… you gonna tell me why or….?” I said when he just looked at me for at least a minute.

“Well… I was kinda waiting for some sort of reaction but okay…” he said shrugging his shoulders. “Well… we are going to have both Mikey and Gerard over for a day or two, and then the same with Rosie, and then we can all decide together who we think is more suited to live with us…” well that’s a bit of a no-brainer.

“Erm hrm.” I said and then I pulled out my beat up phone, he obviously saw that he wasn’t going to get any further in this so he just sighed and left the room.


3 new messages.

Two from Gerard.

One from Jade.

[*a longer chapp as well, so i hope that is okaii :D i am writing the next chap now as well, please rate and reveiw!:)
*-ebonyxo]