I'm trying to get a few entries in before I go home, to smother my guilt of not having a computer and therefore having no way of updating regularly. I just want you guys to like me!

Anyway, enjoy and please review!

Mini was angry; no, she was downright pissed. She was going to make a flamethrower and burn Liv's shitty blue hair right off her ugly head. How dare she? What made her think that she even had something close to resembling the right? She was nothing but a cow.

Mini stormed into her house and up to her room, slamming doors and punching walls in the process. She faintly heard her mother prattling on; probably about making sure she stayed in shape. Could anyone blame her for being the way she is? Look at what she was given as a role model; look at the idiot that gave birth to her!

Throughout this exceedingly violent rant Mini thought about Franky, and decided not to note the fact that, despite Franky being the one to have instigated this entire thing, she was somehow absolutely not to blame for what had happened. Perhaps this was because Mini knew that Franky only had her best interests at heart; most likely it was because Mini adored that girl like she did no other, not even Nick had held anything even close to the flame she held for Franky.

Mini collapsed onto her bed, holding her hands over her eyes and breathing out angrily. What the bloody hell was she supposed to do now?

Franky groaned in frustration pulling her hair and staring at Liv in exasperation.

"Don't do that; you'll end up looking like a troll"

"Fuck off Liv. What the hell did you say to her to cause a reaction like that?"

Liv had the nerve to laugh at that. Jesus Christ, Franky was going to KILL her!

"Relax Franks, she'll be fine. This sort of thing always sorts itself out; she'll have forgotten all about it in a week"

For some reason that didn't sounds right to Franky. Something was horribly wrong.

Mini was important to her, really important. After they had all gotten over the initial bumpy start she became a true friend; her best friend. Franky loved Grace, but Grace had Rich. Mini was the one who was there for her always.

Returning to Bristol, it became apparent that Matty had no intention of changing for Franky, that he enjoyed collecting hearts the way that one might collect porcelain dolls: You found one you liked the look of, displayed it proudly, yet when you got tired of it you found another to take its place (though you kept the older one, just because you could). Matty hasn't found his perfect porcelain doll yet; Franky was far too fragile; too easy to break.

And when the cracks started to show on her skin, when she cried on her own and pretending she was fine around the others, Mini was there for her. Mini knew because she had been through the same thing with Nick, she knew what it was like to want and hope and try but never get what it was that you wanted. She held Franky when she broke down, whispering in her ear that things would get better; there was more to discover and experience; someone who was perfect for her yet.

Franky wasn't sure of that though. It seemed that Mini was the only one who looked out for her in any way other than generally detached and generic.

That was why Franky had to do this; had to show Mini that what she was was wrong to treat herself like this. She meant too much to Franky, Franky need her here.

She'd just have to find a way to show her.

TBC xo