Denise: I am very sad that Frankie feels so bad right now... I should have believed that Frankie wasn't trying to get out of going to school.
~ Door Bell Rings ~
Denise: I wasn't expecting company and neither is Frankie.
~ Opens the front door ~
Nick: Hey mom.
Denise: Hey sweetie, how are you?
Nick: I am doing well,how about you?
Denise: I am okay, just stressed from work...I have been busy lately.
Nick: I understand.
Denise: How have your blood sugars been?
Nick: My blood sugars have been normal except for the times I have been sick but overall my blood sugars have been normal.
Denise: That's good.
Nick: Yes.
Denise: Have you be taking your Insulin.
Nick: Yes...why the questions?
Denise: Just wanted to make sure...that is what mom's are supposed to do.
Nick: I am fine...okay.
Denise: Alright.
Nick: How is dad?
Denise: Your dad is doing well... He has been quite busy as well.
Nick: How has Frankie been doing?
Denise: Frankie has been better.
Nick: What's going on with Frankie?
Denise: Well Frankie has been depressed lately.
Nick: Really?
Denise: Yes.
Nick: How come?
Denise: Frankie has been getting bullied at school lately...everyone at his school has been bullying him,a couple of days ago Frankie came home crying.
Nick: Really?
Denise: Yes.
Nick: Why?
Denise: Well, Some of the students on the bus home were bullying Frankie and one of them pushed Frankie and he fell and ended up scratching and bruising his face and everyone just sat there laughing at him and called him clumsy except for one person.
Nick: Really?
Denise: Yep, A girl named Juliette stopped and ask if he was okay and helped him up which was very nice of her and then while he was walking home from the bus stop a group of boys cornered him and jumped him and he came home all bruised and bloody and he had a black eye and he threw up because he was in loads of pain...he cried a lot.
Nick: Seriously?
Denise: Yes.
Nick: He doesn't deserve to deal with all of this bullying.
Denise: He really doesn't.
Nick: Where is Frankie by the way?
Denise: Frankie is upstairs in his bedroom sleep.
Nick: Why?
Denise: Well, he got sent home early from school because he was sick.
Nick: Frankie is sick?
Denise: Yes...he had a migraine head ache,his stomach was hurting, he had a raging fever, he threw up a whole lot and he had diarrhea.
Nick: Seriously?
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Poor Unfortunate Souls: ( The Jonas Story)
FanfictionI was listening to a Jonas Brothers Song And It Was Called Poor Unfortunate Souls as it says in the title... the song has been stuck in my head and I wanted to write a story based on the song title... I am sorry if this story sucks but remember that...
