"Fuck." A girl muttered when she hit her head on the top bunk above her. Why did she have to pick a bottom bunk two years ago when she moved into this god-awful orphanage- or 'child care facility' as they call it. A nun sends her a warning glance as she crawls out of the bunk, "Charlotte, cursing is a sin."
"I know, I know." She sighs, rolling her eyes before getting changed into her normal attire of a t-shirt and jeans. The nun hands her the five dollar allowance she gets every week and sends her on her way. As Charlotte steps out of the large building she sees the other teenage orphans arguing with their dealer about money. Those are the kids that she has to deal with on a regular basis- private school stuck-up snots who think they are better than everyone and get high all the time. The other kids all wear their given plaid skirts, or khakis, and collared shirts because they spend all of their money on drugs. Charlotte on the other hand was saving up to buy set the world on fire at hot topic that had come out a month and a half. As soon as she buys the cd, clutching the bag for dear life, her shitty firefly phone rings in her back pocket. The only reason she has a phone is so that the nuns can get her back to the 'child care facility' if there is a prospective parent. She groans as sister Jane tells her there is a young man looking do adopt a teenager and that she needs to get back to the home and change into more appropriate clothes. Charlotte slowly makes her way back to the boring building, still holding on to her most prized possession at the moment.

"Charlotte! You are late. Mr. Biersack is already here and meeting the other kids." Sister Jane scolds, shoving her into the front room where she sees a tall man with dark hair socializing awkwardly with some of the kids that are still enjoying their high. Wait- did the nun say Biersack? Charlotte pulls out her new cd and looks at the cover, comparing it to the man who has made her way towards her.

"Do you work here?" He asks quietly, "because these kids are all high."
"Nah, I'm an orphan too. They were all arguing with their dealer earlier." Charlotte shrugs, trying to act as if she isn't talking to one of the members of her favorite bands. Andy raises an eyebrow, looking her over and biting his lip, "you seem cool, and great Cd choice by the way, I've heard black veil brides is pretty good."
She laughs, looking up into his dazzling blue eyes and suddenly forgetting what she was about to say. Andy smirks and asks, "so how old are you- wait, what's your name first?"
"I'm Charlotte and 16 but I can't drive since the nuns here don't think women should be able to." She rolls her eyes, earning a glare from one of the sisters. Andy chuckles and takes the CD from her hands, signing it quickly and handing it back. "I'm still only twenty so my plan was really to help one of you get up on your feet so you can make it somewhere in life. More of a friend rather than father type thing, you know? Can we go walk around for a bit?"
Charlotte smiles graciously up at him, nodding as he guides her out of the building to the yard in the back. They make their way over to a bench, discussing music and other things. She explains how she has depression and how much Andy's music has helped her become more confident in herself. All the while Andy smiles, thinking about just how to tell his bandmates that he is basically about to be a father to a sixteen year old girl.

Notes

I know it is pretty short but it's just the first chapter. Shit gets real soon mwhaha!
-C