I jus saw Frankenweenie last night! The pooch needs more love! It's the most fucking cutest gothic movie ever!
This will all be in my pov…yes I'm going to be a character in this fic along with meh mate, Twitch lol
I looked out at the rain covered grounds of New Holland. Being a new teen in a new town was difficult, especially since I wasn't normal!
I didn't have parents, I was being raised in a household with my best friend, and a few other people. No one, besides Twitch, would understand!
I sighed, strapping my guitar, I begun to play a little tune. Twitch interrupted me.
"Something's on ya mind, Scar." She understood me better than anyone else, I gave a smile.
"I've jus' been finking." I replied continuing to play my little tune. Twitch sat cross legged on the floor, listening patiently.
"We're new in dis town, people will fink we're freaks coz well no offence to either of us, but I'm covered in scars and you twitch a lot. We 'ave no parents, you practically don't 'ave a family, and we isolate ourselves playing our instruments."
"Well Scar, if ya think about it, we 'ad a 'ard life. And even if they think we're weird, we still 'ave each other to accept our weirdness." My friend usually wasn't this great at saying things, but this time, she was.
"Anyway," she continued, dusting her buttocks off, "are ya ready to practice? We need to show these lot a great band when they 'ear it!" she gave a smile, even though her eyes were hidden behind her hair, I could tell they were smiling too.
"Yeah. Lemme tune meh guitar, get your drumsticks ready!" she walked out of my room, once I heard the click of the door, I looked outside. School was tomorrow, and even though Twitch gave words of wisdom, I wasn't ready.
:) hope you lot enjoyed meh first Frankenweenie fic! RnR, if yew give me flames ill be pissed! I do agree to take constructive critics tho!