I woke up, groaning quietly as I rubbed my eyes. I looked over and saw the person still sleeping in the bed across the room. I got out of bed, grabbing Turtle as I headed downstairs. I smelled food and I smiled, sitting down at the table.

"Good morning, Frankie," my mom said.

"Morning," I mumbled, still a little sleepy.

She wasn't my actual mom, but she has raised me. I've been calling her mom for as long as I can remember and that's what suited her most.

"Can you help me set the table?" She asked.

I nodded and got up, grabbing the plates and forks and set up four settings nicely.

"Go wake up your brothers," she said.

Again, not my actual brothers. But I've grown up with them for fourteen years and it feels like they're my brothers.

I hurried up to Mikey's room but saw he was already awake, sitting on his phone. He glanced over at me and gave me a small wave.

"Breakfast is ready," I said.

I went to mine and Gerard's room after that. I was originally supposed to share a room with Mikey because we're the same age, but Gerard's bedroom is bigger. Mikey and I was supposed to switch rooms with Gerard but he didn't want to give up his room so we just share it instead.

I don't mind, I like Gerard. He's really nice. He's got black dyed hair and even dyed my hair black for me too because I wanted to be just like him. He's said he's wanted tattoos but he's afraid of needles but I'm not so I got tattoos. Gerard thought they were really cool and I was so happy that he thought that. I wanted him to like me so much, I would do anything for his approval. I wear eyeliner like him and I like to hang around him and his friends. I listened to the same music he did and watched the same tv shows. I even tried smoking like him but I didn't like it. In high school I always seemed to follow him around like a shadow but he didn't mind. But he isn't in school anymore so I'm always excited to see him when I get home, he's my best friend.

It's always been like that, ever since I was little. Mom liked to call me Mini Gerard. I would dress up in his clothes that were far too big for me, even now I still do that. I tried to talk like him and act like him. He was just such a good person and I wanted to be just like him. Gerard is the coolest person I've ever met.

I crawled on top of where he was sleeping and shook him lightly. I giggled as he groaned quietly and pulled the blanket over his head.

"Morning, sleepy head!" I cheered.

Gerard sighed, pulling the blanket down as he gave me a soft smile.

"Morning, Button," he mumbled.

I giggled, giving him a hug. Gerard always calls me Button because he says I'm as cute as a button.

"Breakfast is ready," I said.

"But it's so nice and comfortable in bed," Gerard grumbled unhappily.

I kissed his forehead and he immediately smiled again.

"Can we go to the mall today?" I asked. "There's some clothes I want."

"Yeah, Button, we can do that," he agreed.

I giggled happily and pulled him up to his feet. I laughed at the sight of his batman boxers. Gerard pulled on a black t-shirt and walked downstairs with me. I hopped onto his back and he groaned at the sudden weight. Gerard carried me downstairs to the kitchen. We all sat down and ate happily as I sat with Turtle in my lap.

"We're gonna go to the mall today!" I said excitedly.

My mom smiled at me and I ate my pancakes. We finished up and I went upstairs to my room, hearing Gerard following behind me. I jumped on the bed, giggling happily. Gerard grabbed me and threw me over his shoulder while I shrieked happily. He dropped me on the bed and straddled my hips, tickling me. I laughed, kicking my legs as I squirmed. He stopped and I sighed in relief.

"Get dressed, Button," he said.

I got up and got out of my onesie. I changed into short black shorts. I have some that go just above my knees, cargo shorts, I think they're called. I prefer my shorts that are cute and short and tight. I put on a pastel pink sweater and my white knee high socks with my pink converse.

"Adorable," Gerard muttered.

I smiled and got on my tip toes to kiss his cheek. Gerard went to the mirror and put some eyeliner on, handing me the stick next. I put it on and smiled proudly at him. He was wearing a black t-shirt with some design on it and black jeans with black converse.

"Come on, let's go," he said.

I held onto his hand, grabbing Turtle and leaving with him. We got into his car and I looked at the orange scented tree hanging from the rearview mirror. Gerard started driving and I turned on the radio, singing along to the music. He smiled at me and I giggled happily, looking out the window.

"Are we going on a vacation this year?" I asked.

Sometimes we go on vacations over summer. They aren't usually big trips. Once we drove to cedar point and another time we drove down to Florida. Mostly small trips like that but they were fun.

"Maybe, ask mom," Gerard said.

"Can we go to california?" I asked hopefully. "We can visit grandma and grandpa."

"You have ask her, Button, I can't make that decision," he said.

I sighed and looked out at some kids playing in their front yard. It made me think back to when I first came to live with the Ways. I don't actually remember it or about where I came from. I used to know and I told my mom when I was little but I don't remember anymore because I was only little and it was so long ago. My mom told me I said I lived with my uncle because my parents were in a fire and didn't get out. Apparently my uncle would hit me a lot because he never wanted me but was stuck with me because I was related. And one day he just threw me out with just the clothes on my back and Turtle in my arms. My mom says she doesn't know how long I was on the streets when she found me but she said she thinks it was a while. She said I was sick and scared and she decided to give me a home and a family. I was so glad she did, I don't know what would've happened to me if she didn't.

"What are you thinking about, Button?" Gerard asked.

"'Bout my family," I said. "I don't know them. I don't know where I'd be without mom."

Gerard reached over to hold my hand and I smiled. We got to the mall and went inside as I looked around at all the stores. I smiled happily as Gerard lead me to my favorite store.

"Go pick something out," he said.

I giggled, already knowing what I wanted. I've been eyeing this skirt for so long and I finally have enough allowance saved up to buy it. It was baby blue with little white flowers along the bottom and I think it's the prettiest thing ever.

"Excuse me?" Someone asked.

I turned around and I looked at the person. He was taller than me, which wasn't a very hard thing to be, I'm rather small. But he was really tall, I had to look up at him because he was almost a foot taller. He had brown hair that was pushed up into a quiff and pretty blue eyes.

"Hi, I'm Dallon," he said.

"I'm Frankie," I said.

"I just think thought you were really cute and was wondering if maybe you'd like to go on a date with me?" He asked as he blushed softly. "I mean, you don't have to, but I just think you're adorable."

"Like, as a boyfriend?" I asked.

"I mean, we can go on a few dates first if you want but it's completely your decision," he said.

"Okay," I agreed with a smile.

Dallon sighed in relief, writing something down on a piece of paper and handing it to me. It had his phone number scrawled across it and I smiled.

"Call me," he said.

Dallon walked away and I giggled happily, going back to find Gerard. He was near the front of the store waiting for me, leaning against the wall as he sat on his phone. Gerard smiled when he saw me, putting his phone in his pocket.

"Did you get what you wanted?" He asked and I nodded. "What's that paper you've got there, Button?"

"A phone number," I said. "Some really pretty boy asked me on a date."

"A date?" Gerard asked with a raised eyebrow. "No, you're not going."

I pouted as I crossed my arms.

"Why not?" I asked.

"Because you don't even know him," Gerard stated.

"Isn't that what dates are for? To get to know each other?" I asked.

"He could be dangerous," he pointed out.

"But he's nice," I said.

"You still can't go," Gerard denied.

I felt my eyes filling with tears as I looked at him.

"He's the first boy who doesn't laugh at me," I said. "Why do you want to push him away from me?"

Gerard sighed, running a hand through his hair.

"Fine, whatever, you can go on that dumb date," he grumbled.

I went to the counter and paid for the skirt then walked out. Gerard caught up with me and I wiped away the tears that rolled down my cheeks.

"Button, please, I'm sorry," Gerard whispered. "I didn't mean to say that. I don't know why I did. I'm just crabby is all and my stomach kinda hurts."

I sniffled and looked up at him.

"You were being a meanie-head," I whimpered.

"I was," Gerard agreed. "I know and I'm sorry. I don't know why I reacted like that."