I do not in any way own Lost Boys. No copyright infringement intended.

Gosh I'm so happy to finally be publishing another story. I hope you all like it. Happy early Thanksgiving Day to everyone since I'm not going to be near my computer any time soon. Enjoy :D

"Keep going mom," the Emerson siblings said for what felt like the hundredth time. Michael, Sam, and Kris were in the car with their mother Lucy and Sam's dog Nanook as they drove to Santa Carla their soon to be home.

As they drove, their mom was going through the radio and it felt like forever until they found a good song to listen to. When Lucy started singing to some old 50's song, her three kids thought they were going to lose it.

After an extremely long drive the Emerson's made it to their grandfather's house (Lucy's father) which they now had to live in because their parents had recently been divorced and she got absolutely no money out of it causing living in Santa Carla as their only choice.

While Kris didn't find this a terrible predicament, she did have a problem leaving friends and the place she grew up in behind. However new friends could always be made and moving could have been a blessing in disguise for all she knew. Hopefully it was. It better have been or she would hate Santa Carla the entire time she lived there.

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Shortly after Kris and her family arrived, the family decided to go to the Boardwalk and check it out. Looking around in amazement, Kris was awed by the surrounding lights all around her. Phoenix certainly didn't have places like this.

"Let's go this way," Michael said suddenly. Sam followed his brother and grabbed his absentminded sister with him. The girl hardly ever gave her full attention to anything that was going on. Even as Sam dragged her with him, she wasn't paying too much attention. In a place like this, Sam wouldn't have been surprised if she got herself lost, which wasn't a great idea since Santa Carla was supposedly the Murder Capital of the World.

"So where are we going?" Sam asked.

"Nowhere."

"So what's the rush then?" Noticing the girl that Michael had been staring at earlier when they were watching the performance on the beach, Sam realized what was going on. "You're chasing that girl aren't you? Come on, come on admit it you're chasing her. I'm at the mercy of your sex glands bud."

"Sam don't you have something better to do then follow me around all night?"

"Gosh, someone's grumpy," Kris said snapping out of her distracted gazing of the Boardwalk. "Go chase your girl, Sam and I will just find someone else to stalk."

Disappointingly, Michael didn't give a comeback or even laugh at her lighthearted teasing. In fact he didn't even seem to acknowledge she said anything. He just darted away leaving his brother and sister behind.

"So, what do you wanna do?" Kris asked Sam.

"Let's go to that comic store," Sam said excitedly as he pointed at the nearby store.

"Okay, sure."

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As Edgar was keeping an eye on the comic book store alongside with his brother Alan he noticed a pair of newcomers come in. One of them was a guy with blonde hair and wore in Edgar's opinion rather lame dress attire. Then his eyes lay on the girl accompanying him. It was rare enough for a girl to come in a comic book store and even rarer for them to be as good-looking as her. Even crazier she was actually looking at the comics too. It didn't seem as if she had been unwillingly dragged there like many girls he had seen as they impatiently crossed their arms waiting for the person they were with to hurry up and finish so they could get the heck out of there.

What did it matter though? Every single girl Edgar had ever gotten to meet thought that he and his brother were total freaks. Just because she was slightly different from the rest didn't mean the inevitable wasn't coming.

When Alan spotted the two newbie's he nodded at his brother indicating that they should try and make them aware of the dangerous vampire situation in Santa Carla.

As both brothers watched the two from two different sides of the store, the boy and girl seemed to become aware that they were being watched. Uncomfortably the two tried to walk away, but Edgar and Alan followed them.

"Got a problem guys?" the guy asked a little perturbed.

"Just scoping your civilian wardrobe," Edgar commented.

"Pretty cool, huh?"

"For a fashion victim," Alan said.

"Listen buddy if you're looking for the diet frozen yogurt bar it went out of business last summer," Edgar insulted although the boy just brushed it off. The girl not so much, she gave the brothers a warning look indicating she wouldn't tolerate anymore bashing on the boy. She must have been protective of him, maybe a good friend, or a sister?

"Actually, I was looking for a Batman number fourteen," the boy said.

"That's a very serious comic book man," Edgar said surprised that the boy would be looking for something so rare.

"Only five in existence," Alan informed.

"Four actually. I always like to look out for the other three."

"And what are you looking for?" Alan asked the girl.

'Great Alan,' Edgar thought bitterly. 'Scare away the cute girl.'

"Nothing in particular really. Why didn't you insult my 'civilian wardrobe'?" she asked quoting Edgar as she turned to face him, meanwhile the boy she was with had suddenly once again found the comic books on the shelves more interesting than the current conversation.

"Because there's nothing wrong with it," Edgar blurted out. He didn't mean to say it; it was like an automatic response. Although, it wasn't that bad, if he had said, "Because you look smoking hot," then that would have been a train wreck. Her outfit was cute though: Sneakers, shorts, midriff, jacket, and some nice bangles. Then there was her gorgeous curly dark brown hair and bright green eyes, as well as her appealing curved body. From head to toe she was beautiful.

Snapping out of it, Edgar pulled himself out of his staring and came back to the conversation he was having.

"Well, thanks. That is a compliment right?" Her question wasn't angered as if to say, "That better have been a compliment." It was sweeter, like she was just curious.

"Uh, a compliment," Edgar said blushing.

Giggling the girl said, "Okay. Well, I'm Kris and that's my brother Sam."

"Edgar Frog and my brother Alan."

Kris opened her mouth to say something, but her brother Sam interrupted. "You can't put the superman seventy-sevens with the two hundreds, they haven't even discovered red kryptonite yet," he criticized moving the comic. "And you can't put the ninety-eights with the three hundreds, Lori Lemaris hasn't even been introduced."

"Where the hell are you from Krypton?" Edgar jeered, annoyed that he had been interrupted.

"Phoenix, actually. But lucky me we moved here."

"Take this," Edgar said forcefully giving Sam, Vampires Are Everywhere as he just remembered why he and Alan had even started talking to these two in the first place.

"I don't like horror comics."

"You two will like this one," Edgar said. "It could save your life."

A sweet laugh could be heard and Edgar was devastated that it was coming from Kris. It had seemed to be going so well, but of course he had to be a freak and creep her out. Too bad he could never give up being a vampire hunter, having girls avoid and make fun of him was just something he had to get used to.

"You guys aren't exactly normal are you?" Kris questioned a smile carved on her face. The question was directed at both the Frog Brothers, but her eyes were set on Edgar, barely glancing at Alan.

'Here we go again. She must think I'm a freak,' Edgar thought. 'Man I screw everything up. Well, I might as well be honest.'

"No," he sighed.

The next words out of her mouth surprised him so much he wondered if he had just been imagining she said it. "Good. Normal boys are boring."

He was stunned and his heart raced. She said he wasn't boring. That had to be good right? It was obviously better than, "buzz off creep". Before Edgar could have a chance to even think of what to say back (not that he really could at the moment, still shocked by Kris' words) some idiot tried to steal one of the comic books and he and his brother went chasing after them, unfortunately they got away. When the brothers came back both Sam and Kris were gone.

As he went back to work he hoped she'd see her again. Although, he wouldn't be surprised if she never set foot in the store again, most of them didn't anyways.

"Those two were certainly different," Alan commented.

She sure was.