Chapter 1. Franny.

"You think I'm crazy too!" Franny said, putting her arms up ready to give this blonde haired boy a karate attack.

"No...I think you're right." The blonde haired boy told her, smiling.

"Oh!" She sighed. The only person who didn't think of her as crazy, nutso or wacky. She imdeditaly felt a happiness when she looked at him. She packed up her box and moved out into the hallway, waiting for the boy to come out.

When he did, he didn't notice her. He just walked past her. She picked up her box of frogs and followed him, keeping a safe distance away. She followed him until he went to his home, which was a shabby orphanage. He trotted up the steps and entered the building. "Hello, Lewis." A woman greeted the boy once he stepped inside.

She sighed happily to herself and took a piece of paper out of her box and wrote down the address of the building.

"Lewis." She said to herself, then skipped down the street going to her own home.

Franny entered her kitchen with a content smile on her face.

"Franny, what are you doing home so late?" A middle aged woman asked the young girl. Franny sighed. "I saw somebody, so I followed him. I wrote down his address, and I am going to visit him forever until I marry him," She answered.

Her mother blinked. "Franny, do you know whats thats called? Stalking! I won't have it!" She hit Frannys head with a wooden spoon, and went back to cooking dinner.

Franny glared at her mother, then went into her room where her only friend was. His name was Frankie the frog, and she was going to teach him to sing. She knew she was going to do it one day.

"Frankie?" Franny called, opening the door. She suddenly gasped.

On her bed, lay tiny Frankie, straped down onto a plate, a scared expression on his face. Above him was Frannys elder brothers, Gaston and Art, giggling obnoxiously. They held a scalpel in their hands.

"Get away from him! Get away!" Franny shrieked, she ran over and pulled Frankie off the plate, and held him to her chest. "You're so mean!"

"C'mon, Fran." Art said, smiling. "We just wanted to see what made Frankie tick."

"Then we were going to shoot him down the hall with the cannon dad gave me for my birthday." Grinned Gaston.

"I hate you!" Franny said. "You're so mean to me and Frankie! I don't want to KNOW what you'd do to Lewis-" Franny stopped, her brothers grinned horribly.

"Lewis?" Gaston chuckled. "Who's Lewis? Another frog? A lizard, perhaps?"

"He's nobody!" Franny yelled.

"A boyfriend?" Art sugested.

"No!" Franny exclaimed, blushing. She held Frankie tighter, causing the frog to turn blue. "I said he's nobody!"

Art and Gaston laughed. "Franny likes a boy!" They taunted. Franny threw Frankie onto her bed and pushed her brothers out of the room. "I hate you!" She exclaimed, and slammed the door on the two boys.

She stamped over to Frankie, who was breathing hard and getting the color back to his face.

"I don't like them to much, Frankie. Not very much at all." She told the frog.

The next day, Franny hid behind a car and watched as Lewis left his home and walked down the street. She followed him with wide eyes, drinking in every part of him. Every once and a while he'd turn around with a confused expression on his face, but she'd always be quick enough and found a hiding spot before he could spot her. She followed him to school, and attended her own classes, then followed him back home and waited. When he didn't come out anymore, she trotted home happy.

She continued this for a few more days, her brothers taunted and teased her at home, and her parents disagreeed with what she was doing and told her to stop, but Franny ignored them all. All she cared about was Lewis.

Then one day, Franny waited outside the orphanage for hours, but Lewis never came out. Suddenly, a car drove up and a man with backwards clothing stepped out along with a woman in a yellow dress.

The went into the building and didn't come out for awhile. Franny sat and waited and waited. Finally, just as she decided to go home, the door opened and the two people plus Lewis came out and walked to the car. Lewis had the most happy expression on his face. He got into the car and waved to the lady who had greeted him before, and drove away with the people.

Franny gapped. "He got adopted?" She mumbled.

She quickly grabbed the bike she had taken along with her and peddled fast, following the car.

Soon, the car stopped at a very weird looking building. It towered very high, and made Franny tremble.

"See Cornelius, this is your new home!" The lady told Lewis.

"Cornelius?!" Franny muttered, confused.

The man laughed gaily. "I can't wait until we show you your room."

Franny took her piece of paper and scribbled down Lewis's new address. This house was further from her home then the orphanage was, but it was worth the bike ride to see Lewis, er, Cornelius.