~My Life As Frankenstein's Daughter~

Starring:
Frankie (Franchesca Stein)
Claire and Amy (The Blonde Duo)
Trevor Jones (The Dumb Jock)
Caden and Roxie (The Cute Couple)

Frankie was finally starting to fit in. After struggling for months with the whole 'being undead' thing, most of her classmates have gotten over it. At first she felt like she was being treated as some science experiment. She was a 'freak of nature' and an easy target for bullies. But Frankie was not about to conform to that. So she took up cheerleading, which seemed like an easy way into the 'popular group.' Being a cheerleader was more work than it seemed though; Frankie had to attend tryouts practically every day and perform stunts that left her sore. Claire and Amy were also on the cheerleading squad and started taking a liking to Frankie. After all, Frankie was great at coming up with good cheerleading routines. So they invited her to brunch with them on a Sunday to get to know her on a one on one level. Frankie was sitting on a bench at the spot they had agreed to meet up, "Hmm, where are these girls? They're like half an hour late...." She was starting to wonder if she had been stood up and considering just leaving when suddenly she saw two blonde stick figures in the distance walking towards her. "Oh, that must be them." She thought as they waved at her. "Oh yup, that's them.."
"Frankie!" Claire exclaimed as she ran to hug her, "We're so glad you made it!"
Frankie managed a half smile, "Heh yeah.. I was starting to wonder if you guys would show up.."
"Oh of course! We would never stand you up!" Claire put her hand on Frankie's shoulder reassuringly. "Come along girls, let's go get our chow on!"
"Oooh where will we go?" Amy asked excitedly.
"Don't be dumb Amy, we're going to Le Petit Cafe of course. Only the most classy place here."
"Well you don't have to mean about it.." Amy's tone of voice went from peppy to whiny.
"Amy, that's not mean; mean is getting slapped in the face with a pickle." Claire pointed out.
"Oh I like pickles though."
"Amy, just shut up. Our new friend Frankie here probably thinks you're an idiot now."
"I'm an idiot?" Amy seemed a bit shocked at the accusation.
"Oh come on, don't act like it's the revelation of the century.." Claire rolled her eyes as they walked up to the front door of the cafe.
Frankie was trying hard not to giggle; these two fought like a married couple or something, it was actually quite entertaining..