DISCLAIMER: I do not own any of the characters in the TBR/TDG series. Also, I've made the house seem a bit bigger, just for the story's sake. It is kind of set after TBR but before TDG.

Title is a song and belongs to Black Veil Brides :)

Chapter 1

"Get off me, I can handle myself." The girl snapped snatching her bags from her social worker. Her hair was dyed a silver/grey colour and it was backcombed very large and she had thick make-up on. She wore a Lady Gaga t-shirt tucked into some blue high waist shorts and some black converse. She wore a lot of bracelets and an octopus necklace and she had a 20mm expander. She also had a fake tail, for whatever reason.

"Francesca Willis! That's not how you behave; it's not our fault the care home shut down."

"It might be cool Frankie, just chill." Connor said sighing. Connor was like a big brother to Francesca, even if they were the same age. Connor was very tall for being 15, being 6 feet tall. He had bleached blonde hair and relatively tanned looking, styled to current fashions, and his wardrobe consisted of "Topman" styled clothing. His Newcastle accent seemed to be unhide-able, no matter where he went. Frankie just hoped he wasn't going to end up being so easily persuaded like he was before.

"Why couldn't they have just left us and took the cute kids who will find a home easily?" Francesca moaned.

"Because that isn't how it works, sadly. Everyone else is getting moved around the country." Connor sighed entering the big house. The two stuck closely together as they were invited in by a middle-aged man who showed their care-worker, and the two of them, to the office.

"So, after Hare Dale home had to close we know you've had a tough time getting people in here." Sally, the care worker, said.

"Connor and Francesca will settle fine in here."

"It's Frankie." The girl said with her broad cockney accent.

"Well Frankie, you've got your own room at the top of the stairs, and Connor, you'll be sharing with a boy called Johnny. He's only a year or two younger than you, so you should get along fine." Mike said. Connor sighed. It didn't really work that way.

"What about my drum kit?" Connor asked.

"Just put it in my room." Frankie replied smiling. "If that's okay."

"As long as you aren't waking the house up with it, it'll be fine" Mike said sighing.

The pair was then ushered out the office for paper work stuff, and then Mike appeared from the office.

"I'll introduce you to the horrible lot." He said. Connor and Frankie just looked at each other, hoping the horrible was a joke.

"Everyone, listen up. We'll be having a few new residents joining us this week since you heard about Hare Dale home closing down. Well I hope you're going to be nice, remember, you were all new once. Everyone, this is Connor and Francesca."

"Frankie" She mumbled under her breath, but quickly turned her scowl to a smile, Connor just continued to keep his eyes to the floor.

"So I'm sharing my room with him?" Johnny asked.

"Boo hoo, Johnny has to share his room." Elektra replied sarcastically. "At least he looks clean."

"Thanks, I guess." Connor replied sounding confused.

"Why have you got tail?" A girl dressed in all pink asked Frankie.

"I have a tail because my spirit animal is a wolf, so I wear a grey tail to help embody my spirit and the animal that it is." Frankie said whimsically, receiving strange glares from around the room. "Everyone has their own spirit animal." She said shrugging. They were then shown around by a boy called Gus, who quizzed them about who they were, and once the tour was over the two were left with a lot to sink in.

"I'm still going to get lost." Connor sighed, sitting on the stairs.

"Yeah." Frankie said sounding distracted. "I'm just heading outside for a bit." She quickly jumped down and headed into the back garden, where she saw a lot of shrubbery and she walked further into it to find a few battered old seats in there.

Frankie pulled out a lighter and lit a cigarette, though, it wasn't tobacco in it. She knew it was bad for her, but Frankie's state of mind was never stable, though she was never referred to a psychologist, she just ended up in trouble. She jumped and quickly stubbed out her joint when she heard footsteps coming her way, but sighed when it was only Connor.

Connor frowned at Frankie; he honestly thought she thought he was stupid sometimes. "Frankie, I thought you'd quit."

"I had, I was just stressed, I only had a bit left in anyways."

"How much have you got left?"

"About £100 worth." She replied sheepishly. "But nobody needs to find out. Once that lot's gone, it's gone for good."

"That's what you always say Frankie." Connor snapped. "Look you need rid of it. You'll get arrested if the catch you with it."

"I'll shift it when I find out how."

"You aren't selling it." Connor replied. "That'll get you into even more trouble."

"That's what Fake ID's are for. For all they know, they'll be buying from someone who doesn't exist." The two stopped their conversation when they heard people close to the shrubbery.

"Look, I'll sort it. I'm not as stupid as I make out to be." Frankie whispered as she stood up and walked away. She knew Connor had good intentions, but she was sure of what she was doing, and she knew it would pay off.

AN: This is my first FF and I hope you guys like it so far, I would love some character suggestions

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