Hey guys! I hope you enjoy this new Frankie fan fic I just started. I know this chapter is kind of short, but it they will get longer.

Chapter 1

“Catherine,” Mrs. Jonas called to me. I ran as fast as my short, seven year old legs could carry me. “Yes?” I asked. “I was just calling you for dinner, after we get this cleaned up we’re going to leave on the plane and then we’ll get on the bus and start this tour,” she said. “Ok,” I smiled back at her. Mrs. Jonas was like my second mom. She is always nice to me. My mom is really good friends with her and when I met Frankie we became really good friends. So now, when Frankie’s older brothers go on tour I go with. It’s a lot of fun. We all sat down around the table and Mr. Jonas said a prayer on the food. And then we had some of Mrs. Jonas’s yummy chicken and mashed potatoes. She’s a really good cook. After we finished I grabbed my bags from my “bedroom”. My bags were really heavy; I had to pack lots of stuff because this is going to be a really long tour. “Catherine,” Joe said,” Would you like some help?” “Yeah, these bags are too big for me,” I said. He picked up my bags easily, jeez, Frankie sure did have strong older brothers.

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On the plane I sat down in my usual seat next to Frankie. “Hi Catherine,” he smiled at me, “What should we play?” “I don’t know, how about we play house?” I asked. “No way, house is a girl game,” Frankie said, “Maybe later.” “Frankie, Catherine,” Mr. Jonas said, “it’s time for bed for you two.” He laid our seats down flat and handed us each a blanket. “Goodnight,” Kevin called from his seat. “Goodnight,” we both called back. I drifted into dreamland and started my new vacation.

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Hey guys! Sorry it took me so long to update. I know this chapter is kinda short too, but I hope you like it anyway! =]

Chapter 2

“Frankie, I was using that one!” I said, grabbing the green crayon out of his hand. We were on the tour bus coloring. There was nothing left to do, we had about 14 hours left until we got to the next city and we had run out of games to play. “Sorry, you put it down so I thought you were done,” he said. “It’s ok, now you can use it,” I said handing him the crayon. “Thanks,” he said smiling. Then we both went back to coloring in silence.

After coloring got old we decided to play hide and seek. “I found you,” I said pulling away the sheets on his bed, sure enough, there was Frankie. “Dang it,” he said again, “You’re really good at this.” “Thanks,” I smiled. “Catherine, you’re pretty,” he said out of nowhere. “Thanks Frankie, you’re pretty cute too,” I replied, not knowing what else to say. “Do you think you’re pretty?” Frankie asked me. “Um, I don’t know, I’ve never though of that,” I said. Then we both got quiet. “Frankie, Catherine, time for school,” Mrs. Jonas shouted, breaking the silence and causing the butterflies in my stomach to go away. We both got up and headed to the other side of the bus to do our boring school work.