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Adopted By Who!?!?!?! (Blood on the Dance Floor FanFicish)(rare updates)
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Ongoing, First published Nov 18, 2012
Even though this says BotDF it'll have more to do with other bands than Dahvie and Jayy...

After being placed in an orphanage, Alexandria is adopted by a member of a highly popular band. After certain she ends up in the interesting world of high scholars. She makes friends and enemies, she has to keep secrets from her friends so she doesn't have to worry about them not liking her for her. What happens when someone gets overly curious in her secrets? Can Alexandria take the pressure of high school?
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