It's taken me a lot of time to not be so upset about Haim's death, I still am, and I was really upset with myself because I felt like I was a failure because this story wasn't very good and wasn't going anywhere. But as of today, January 10th, 2011, I am determined to have this story written and completed by March 10th 20011 for the first year anniversary of Haim's death. I hate it to bits that he's gone, because I always felt some connection with him, but this was the only thing I could think of to share with fellow Corey Haim fans to remember his memory, and In some weird twisted way, I'd get to be with him, if only in a story.

Disclaimer: I don't own anything, just my love for Haim, DVDS and the personality of The mystery girl, as she's based mostly off me

Chapter One : Arrival

Sam Emerson was not a happy teen. He, blonde hair and blue eyed, was currently sitting in the front seat of the Emerson family vehicle playing with the radio. It completely sucked having to move away from Phoenix, Arizona, all the way to Santa Carla, California. Sam looked back towards his older brother Michael, who sat next to Sam's beloved husky. They drove, trying to find a decent song they could all agree on.

They stopped on one, "How Mellow," Michael teased.

"Keep going," said Sam, before changing it.

"Gosh you guys are rough," Lucy said as Sam changed the dial,

Instantly Sam and Michael hated the song, "Keep going." They chimed in unison

"Wait! Wait! Wait! That's from my era!" she said, recognizing the song. "Groovin' On a Sunday Afternoon," She sang along with the radio.

Michael and Sam exchanged looks, "Keep going," they said together.

"Keep going okay," their mother, Lucy, agreed and allowed them to change the station. "Oh look we're almost there!" she said excitedly as the Santa Carla welcome sign appeared in their view.

"Oh, what's that smell?" Sam asked a little disgusted, suddenly wishing the windows weren't down.

Lucy took in a deep intake of breath, "Ahh that's the ocean air!"

"Smells like someone died," said Sam.

"Awe honey, look guys, I know this last year hasn't been easy but, now I think you're gonna like living in Santa Carla" Lucy said as they drove past the sign.

Michael's focus on his mother's words disappeared, as he watched the back of the sign, which read 'MURDER CAPITOL OF THE WORLD," in big, bold, spray painted letters. He looked back towards his mother and Sam hoping that was a joke.

"Mom, can we pull over, I want to get my bike," Michael asked.

Lucy looked back to her eldest son, "We're almost there Michael."

Sam had the urge to get out anyway, "But you should get gas, while we're in town, and Nanook has to pee, I'm sure!" he tried to reason with her.

Lucy thought about it for a moment, "Well," she paused, "Alright, we'll pull over." She said turning into the gas station.

Immediately Sam & Michael jumped out of the car stretching their legs. Michael instantly went around getting his motorcycle off the trailer hitched to their car. Sam hooked Nanook's leash to his collar and pulled him off towards the boardwalk to look around. Nanook barked happy to stretch his legs.

Nanook did his business and Sam tore his eyes away from the boardwalk as he turned, pulling on Nanook's leash to return to his mother and brother. He took off, excited to tell them both about the Amusement park on the beach.

"C'mon Nanook," he said, not paying attention to where he was going, running smack into someone. "Oh Shit, I'm Sorry,"

"Woa, it's alright," a girl's voice responded and Sam couldn't help but stare.

Sam looked her over, she had long black hair that was down and covered by a baseball cap which sat backwards on the top of her head. A red and black checkered long sleeve shirt on that was open and was baggy covering a black bikini top and cut off jean shorts and black converse low tops with red laces. A skateboard in her arms completed the look. Sam felt himself grin, maybe it wouldn't be so bad living in Santa Carla after all.

"My, aren't you cute!" She said.

"I am?" Sam said snapping back from checking her out then looked to see her crouching down and petting Nanook. "Oh, right, the dog," Sam said, feeling slightly jealous of his own pet.

"What's his name?" she asked scratching behind Nanook's ears and looking up at Sam.

"Nanook," Sam said.

"Aw well you're very handsome Nanook," the girl said giggling as Nanook licked her cheek. "You new to Santa Carla?" she asked still petting Nanook.

"How'd you guess? I'm from Phoenix,"

"Ooh, Arizona boy, well.. Welcome to Santa Carla, It's pretty cool if you don't mind all the freaks," she said, not answering how she knew, keeping her eyes on Nanook as she continued to pet him.

"I like what I've seen so far," he said looking at her.

She looked up then, seeing Sam looking at her and smirked, opening her mouth to stay something.

"SAM! Sam!" Lucy called looking for him.

Sam inwardly groaned, "Perfect timing as always Mom," Sam muttered. "I'd better go"

"Bye Nanook," The girl petted him one more time before getting up, "Bye Sam," She turned to go.

"Hey! Wait, what's your name?"

"Next time I see you I'll give it to you," she turned back looking at him, but kept walking backwards.

"Hey that's not fair."

"OH but it is Arizona, see…you're Mom told me your name, you didn't so I don't have to give you mine."

Sam pondered that logic for a moment and figured she was right in a weird way, "Well how will I find you?"

"I'm always around, the amusement park and the boardwalk," She kept walking backwards grinning at him, "See ya' round Sam Arizona," She smirked then turned back around, walking normally, and disappeared in the crowd of people.

Sam watched the spot where he last saw her for a moment before hurrying over to his mother who was in front of the Fun Food Shack and Gas Station

"Mom there's an Amusement park right on the beach!" He said excitedly already taking note of a few rides he wanted to go on.

But Lucy wasn't listening, "Sam tell those kids to get something to eat," She said handing him ten dollars and pointing to two kids digging for something to eat in a dumpster.

Sam did as he was told, as he was generally a good kid.

Michael looked to the gas station attendant, "Any jobs around here?"

"Nothing legal," He replied.

Michael sighed and pulled his motorcycle off the U-Haul trailer, he climbed on, having missed the feeling for some time, and started up the engine. Sam, Lucy and Nanook all got back into the front of the truck and were back on their way. They drove through town, before coming into a more rural area with dirt road and came up a hill. Michael drove behind them on his bike as they came up to a log cabin house with a garage and lots of interesting things. Woodcarvings of a bear drinking beer, the humming bird feeder, and not to mention the many other carvings and the dead fox carcass and loads of wind chimes, were just some of the few things around.

Lucy was the first to get out of the car and stepped towards the front porch; Michael got off his bike and followed. Sam got out of the passenger side door and looked to Nanook.

"C'mon Nanook," said Sam.

Nanook barked then jumped down out of the car.

The Emerson's headed to the porch and Lucy stopped and stared. Grandpa was lying on the front porch very still.

"Dad?" asked Lucy heading up the porch steps and kneeling down next to him, "Dad?"

"Looks like he's dead," said Michael.

"No, He's just a deep sleeper," said Lucy smiling and putting her hand on her father's chest.

"If he's dead can we go back to Phoenix?" Sam asked hopefully.

Lucy looked up at Sam and gave him a stern look.

Suddenly their Grandpa lifted his head up and spoke "Playing dead… and from what I heard doing a damn good job of it too."

Lucy shook her head slightly, "Dad!" Grandpa laughed and leaned up to hug Lucy, "Oh Dad!" she said hugging him back tightly.

Sam and Michael exchanged worried looks then went to unpack their things.

Michael carried in a dumbbell, using it as a means to carry some clothes that dangled from it and a leather pack on his back heading inside and towards the kitchen looking around, "This is a pretty cool place." he said.

Sam followed Michael in carrying Nanook's food dish and a stack of comic books tied together on the top of his head, "Yeah for the Texas Chainsaw Massacre!" Sam said not liking this place.

"C'mon man, give mom a break," said Michael heading to hang the clothes up in the laundry room as Sam continued to talk.

"What's wrong with this picture? There's No TV! Have you seen a TV? I haven't seen a TV, Mike!" Sam said putting down the comic books and Nanook's dish on the kitchen counter. "You know what that means when there's no TV? No MTV!"

Michael turned and looked to his younger brother as he exercised with the dumbbell, "Sammy, we're flat broke!"

"Least there's a chance I'll see that girl again," Sam said turning to go back outside and get more of his things noticing Nanook, seemed to be enjoying himself, as he ran around the backyard, chasing the horses


So, I changed a few things around, and added a bit more, I'm gonna go ahead and put this chapter up, and hope everyone likes it, I'm waiting to get my copy of the Lost Boys book in so I can put some deleted scenes in and around the story. In Memory of Haim, I hope you guys enjoy. ~Jude

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