Disclaimer:i do not own the lost boys or any charsters except for Corine.

If i did i would be a much happier girl,lol.

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I looked out the car window at the dark blue sky. I hated that i was moving,but i had to. Another court date, another family. I'd been moving around like this ever since my mom died 4 years ago, i was only 11. So i was moved in with my Uncle. He was always coming home with strange women. They were always gone the next morning, unlike the bruises i got if i intervened, in anything. The drinking, the drugs, or if i was just in the wrong room at the wrong time. I hated him by the time i turned 12. I tried to run but it was no use. I was good at surviving, it was actualy running from him that was the hard part. I'll be truthful i'm not the skinniest of the bunch which is actually surprising considering Uncle dearest never really fed me. So when i actualy tried to run from the house with my ruck sack in tow...it didn't work out too well. Uncle also happened to be a track star in highschool, and he went to the gym once in a while so i was screwed from the very beggining. The only good that came after the scars, was that i got away from him. But every home after that, he found. He kept trying to get me back, and every time he found me i had to move. Now i'm moving to probably one of the only places he might not look for me. Santa Carla, California. The murder capital of the world. I am moving in with a familiar family. By familiar i mean the Emmersons. They lived in the same neighborhood as me and my family, before everything went wrong. Lucy, my "new mom" recently got divorced and has just moved here with Mikey and Sam, her sons. Apparently they are living in her dad's house. So they will be as lost as i am. That, in itself is a minor consolation.

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I woke up to the sunset after traveling all night and day. I was happy that i wouldnt have to deal with the hot sun. I hate sunlight but if this place is where my uncle won't find me i'll deal with it. Besides it's not like i couldn't keep homeschooling myself. And if i need a job well, nightshift is always an option. So the first place i go is the boardwalk to check it out. If i'm gonna be stuck here i might as well get used to the setting and find a few things i like.

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So here i am. A 15 year old, at night, on a boardwalk, by herself in the middle of a ton of strangers. Could this be any more hazardous. Yes, but without the addition of a gun...not really. I would be here with Mike, Sam, and Lucy but they decided to wait, So i sort of snuck out. Mike knows i'm here and he's covering for me, saying i went for a walk, but i cant stay out too long or lucy will get suspicious and effectively, worried. I just want to check everything out. And so far this place looks pretty cool a concert is set up on the board walk, and among all the people there are stands and kiosks for ear piercing and palm reading, as well as other things. The stores lined up, are lit up and almost seem like a down-to-earth beacon. For once in the middle of this crowd i feel both singular yet similar. I feel not so alone, not so strange. I almost pass a comic store but decide to go in. I havent read comics for years, not since i was little and i used to steal them from the boys(like michael) in my neighborhood. The first thing i notice as i walk in, is the boy organizing comics in their racks and another boy about the same age(15 or 16) at the counter, wearing a red bandana. Both seem rigid,coiled and ready to jump at any moment. One of them does, the one in a sleeveless tee organizing comics, as i ask him what's good. Instead of answering my question he asks " Are you new to Santa Carla, i haven't seen you before?" I answer, all the while wondering if theese two teens own this store themselves. "um...Yeah i am new. I moved here with family just today, actually. And i was thinking i should probably get a few comics to pass the time, while i get settled in. Do you guys happen to carry horror comics?" I buttoned my response with a small smile hoping the guy would just direct me the horror comics and be done with it. But no life cant be that simple. As soon as he showed me to the comics, he pressed one into my hands. "You should read this one, it'll help you stay alive around here." I look at the title 'Vampires Everywhere'. I almost start laughing before i realize. He's serious."So there are vampires around here?" "Are you kidding me? This place is swarming with bloodsuckers." I thought for a moment, and then smiled wide. "Would you happen to know where any of these vampires live, i'd like to meet them." He looked almost shocked but not really. He still seemed stern. At this point the boy behind the counter decided to intervene. "If we did there wouldnt be any more leeches around here. And if you knew what's good for you, you'd follow this little instruction manuel,and not worry your pretty little head about where the bloodsuckers live." The boy with the bandana had gotten really close to me and tapped on the comic for emphasis. He got in my face and he reeked of garlic. Well i never take kindly to rude behavior and i need my personal space. So i did what any girl would do. I punched him in the gut,kicked him in the nuts and threw the comic at his face, as he went down. The other boy looked at me in shock, no cover, no mask, pure shock. I turned to him and said " Can i have these 8 Tales of the crypt and 3 TMNT, the gruesome version?" He nodded his head vigorously and ran to the counter to get the TMNT. I stepped over the other boy's pained form on the floor. When i got to the register i payed for my comics. "By the way, I'm Corine." He simply looked at me. "Alan Frog." he said. "Nice to meet you Alan,sorry about the...incident. I just dont like people being rude or getting in my space." "It's okay, Edgar's had it coming for a while now." He smiled, just barely, but enough to see. "Well i guess i'll see you later, Bye." I flashed him a smile and walked out, seeing Edgar still on the floor in an apparently massive amount of for the first time in years...i giggled.

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I walk around for a little while but i know it's getting late. Then i realize i have no way to get home. I took a bus here and the next one isnt for an hour, atleast. I'm not hitch hiking, never in my life. So i decide to wait for the bus and just be really late, i'd rather that than walk all the way in the dark. As i'm waiting by the stop i look out to the beach. Suddenly i hear the rev of engines and 4 motorcycles come into veiw. One brunnette and three blonds. They all looked to be atleast 17. The Brunnette had wild hair and was wearing a jacket and no shirt. The blond with the longest hair looked, frankly, like a member of twisted sister. The one who looked to be the leader of this little gang had spiked up bleached hair...in an almost mullet like style. But it looked pretty cool. The last one i looked at seemed to be the youngest, not my age but pretty young. He had curly hair and was wearing a jacket covered in crazy patches. My eyes stayed on him. I couldn't take them off him. I was afraid if I looked away he'd disapear, like a mirage. All of a sudden i heard the bus pull up, an hour early. I looked up at the driver, then back at the boys. They were stopped now, and He was looking at me with a smile, i blushed smiled back and stepped on the bus.

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Well what do you think?

Please Reveiw i need contructive critisism to make it better,lol

More chapters on the way.