I do not own Lost Boys. I only own Jamie.
Kind Soul
My life was all messed up at the moment. My mother disowned me because I didn't want to accept my new stepfather, and I was sent to live with my Aunt Lucy. My cousins were kind to me, and Aunt Lucy was a sweetheart. Aunt Lucy was going through a divorce with her husband, and he took the house. This left us to pack up and leave. Grandpa's house was our only option, and it was all the way in Santa Carla, California. I didn't mind moving to California, but the car ride was killing me. I can't be cramped up in a small place for too long, because I will get very grouchy. I hate being grouchy, because it doesn't suit my fun-loving personality.
I would be sitting up front beside Aunt Lucy, but she had a box of stuff in the front passenger seat. I love Michael and Sam to death, but after being stuck in a car with them for days, I'm ready to choke them. Soon all my discomfort will end when I get to get out of this car. Aunt Lucy was trying to listen to music, but Michael and Sam kept telling her to change the station. I groaned and petted Nanuk to keep myself calm. "Ewe what's that smell?" Same asked with a disgusted expression. "It's the ocean air," Aunt Lucy answered while breathing in deeply. I breathed in the ocean air and smiled. "I think it smells nice," I said and Sam looked at me like I was crazy. We soon passed a sign that said 'Welcome to Santa Carla', and on the back I noticed it said 'Murder capitol of the world'. "Did you see that?" I asked Michael and he nodded his head. This should be fun to live in the murder capitol of the world. Hopefully I would be able to evade all of the murderers.
Lucy pulled over at a gas station to get some gas. We all got out of the car and stretched our legs. Michael disappeared to find a job, Sam and Nanuk were running around, Lucy was filling the car with gas, and I was looking at two young kids that were digging food out of a trashcan. Lucy noticed me staring at the kids, and she handed me some money. "Go tell them to get something good to eat," Aunt Lucy said with a kind smile. I walked over to the two children and gave them the money. They thanked me and ran off with big smiles. I was glad that they would have a better meal, but they wouldn't always have good meals. I hated seeing children in bad conditions. I would probably end up owning an orphanage in my old age, because of how much I care for kids. Kids were my weakness.
"Jamie we're leaving now," Sam yelled as he got in the car. Nanuk jumped in the car, and I saw Michael getting his motorcycle out of the little trailer that was attached to the car. I got back in the car and Nanuk laid his head in my lap. "Silly dog," I said as I gave Nanuk a pat on the head. Aunt Lucy drove towards Grandpa's house and Michael followed behind us. We arrived at Grandpa's house, and many wood carvings littered his yard. Michael and Sam looked freaked out by the carvings, but I thought they were interesting. "Dad," Lucy shouted and I saw her running towards Grandpa. Grandpa was laying down pretending to be dead, and he was fooling everyone but me. I couldn't hear what Sam and Aunt Lucy were saying, but then Grandpa woke up and scared them. I smiled at the happy reunion of father and daughter. "Come in," Grandpa said and Aunt Lucy, Sam, and Michael walked inside the house. "Jamie get over here," Grandpa yelled with arms wide open. I smiled and ran into his open arms. "I've missed you so much," I said hugging him tightly. "I've missed you too girl," Grandpa said.
He let me go and we walked into his house. "Nice place," I said looking at the interior of his living room. "Thanks I decorated it myself," Grandpa said while puffing out his chest with pride. I laughed softly and started heading toward the stairs to find my bedroom. "Jamie wait. I haven't finished cleaning out a room for you yet, so you will have to stay in a room with someone for a few nights," Grandpa called up to me. "Alright," I answered and walked to where I heard Sam singing. Sam was dancing and singing to his radio, when I reached his bedroom door.
"Hey Sam do you mind sharing your room for a few days?" I asked catching Sam's attention. Sam squeaked at being caught and said, "Don't scare me like that Jamie. Sure you can stay in here with me for a few nights, but don't scare me like that again." "Sorry about scaring you, and thanks for letting me stay in your room," I said and gave Sam a hug. Sam hugged me back and then he ran off to go bother Michael. I sat down on Sam's bed and listened to things going on around me. Michael was chasing Sam, Aunt Lucy was yelling at them to stop, and Grandpa was moving the boxes that contained our stuff around.
"No TV," I heard Sam yell and I laughed. My little cousin Sam wouldn't be able to live without a TV. I only needed music to survive, and my guitar was my life. I ran downstairs and outside to the car. I pulled my guitar case out of the trunk, and closed the trunk. It felt nice having my guitar case in my arms again. I hadn't been able to play it when we were driving here, and I was too tired to play it when we stopped to rest. When I entered the house, Aunt Lucy smiled at me and said, "Jamie we're going to the boardwalk soon. Do you want to come?" I set my guitar case on the floor and pulled Aunt Lucy into a bone-crushing hug. "I'd love to go," I said and I released Lucy before she turned purple. I don't think my Aunt would enjoy being purple.
Aunt Lucy laughed as I picked my guitar case up and ran up the stairs. I put my guitar case on Sam's bed and ran into the bathroom to freshen up. I put on some light lip-gloss and brushed my long brown hair. My dark blue eyes stared back at me in the mirror. I ran downstairs and saw Michael and Aunt Lucy waiting by the door. "Where's Sam?" I asked Michael. Michael just shrugged and walked outside. "Finally," Aunt Lucy said when Sam appeared at the top of the stairs. Sam came downstairs all dressed up in his strange fashion style, and I walked outside to keep from laughing. Aunt Lucy and Sam followed me, and we all got in the car.
I felt adrenaline rush through me when we arrived at the boardwalk. People of all types were everywhere, lights from the rides and shops illuminated the boardwalk, and cries of joy and laughter filled the air. We all got out of Aunt Lucy's car, and Aunt Lucy said, "Go have fun and be careful. Michael watch Sam for me. Jamie I know that you are older than Michael so you will be fine alone." Inside my head I was screaming for joy. All my life I had been watched like a hawk watches its prey, but not anymore. I ran off into the crowd before Michael and Sam could follow me.
Everywhere I looked I saw something new and interesting. I heard music playing nearby and I headed in its direction. I saw a large group of people dancing and head banging around a stage, where a man with very tight purple pants was playing a saxophone and singing. He was performing pretty well, but his appearance made me laugh. I wasn't use to seeing big muscle guys wearing very tight pants and nothing else. I had nothing against muscle guys, but the guy on stage just wasn't my type. The music was catchy and I soon found myself dancing along with the crowd.
When I was dancing, I saw Michael and Sam standing amongst the crowd. Sam looked impatient and he wanted to go do something else, but Michael was staring off in one direction. I followed where his gaze was and saw him staring at a young gypsy girl. I don't know if she was a real gypsy or not, but that was how she was dressed up. It was cute that Michael could be a love-sick puppy, but it will get annoying if I have to hear about this mysterious girl all the time. I noticed a young boy standing near the gypsy girl. The boy looked so lonely beside the dancing gypsy. He looked around eight years old. I thought he was adorable, and the way the girl excluded him from the fun of dancing bothered me. I walked over to the gypsy girl and young boy. The gypsy girl looked confused and had a deer in headlights look, and the little boy looked curious. "Hi my name is Jamie," I said politely to the gypsy girl and young boy. "Hi my name is Star and this is Laddie," the gypsy girl said and she indicated to the young boy.
Laddie looked shy when I smiled down at him. "Star would you mind if I talked with Laddie for a while?" I asked sweetly. The girl looked at me strangely, but she slowly nodded her consent. I turned to Laddie and reached my hand out toward him. "It's alright I just want to talk to you. How about we go get some ice cream?" I said with a sincere smile. Laddie smiled at the mention of ice cream and took my hand. I waved to Star and started walking away from the chaotic dancers. Laddie was very quiet as we walked towards the ice cream stand. "So how old are you Laddie?" I asked to start a conversation with the small child beside me. "I'm eight years old this year," he answered quietly. "Wow that's a very special age," I said with a little smile. Laddie looked up at me curiously and asked, "Why is it special?"
We reached the ice cream vendor and I bought the two of us vanilla ice cream on a chocolate drizzled cone. "Well when a person becomes eight years old; they grow taller, they become smarter, and they become more adventurous and have a lot more fun." Laddie looked up at me skeptically, but I just smiled. "When I turned eight it was special for all of those reasons. I hope you have a lot of fun this year. Have you been having fun?" I asked as I sat down on a bench that was away from the boardwalk hustle and bustle. Laddie sat down beside me and after taking a lick of his ice cream he said, "I have fun with my friends, but Star isn't fun. She always tries to keep me away from the guys, and I don't like to be away from them. They are like my big brothers and they are a lot of fun. Star always drags me away from them, and she scolds me if I goof off with them." I frowned at the sad tone in Laddie's voice, and gave him a side hug. "Well I will be one of your fun friends if you want me to. I saw how sad you were when Star was dancing, and I came to rescue you. Was my plan effective?" I asked as I smiled down at him.
Laddie smiled a big smile and said, "Yeah it worked. Do you really want to be my friend?" I smiled at his optimistic look and said, "Of course I want to be your friend. We should probably hurry up and eat our ice creams before they melt all over our hands." I looked at the ice cream in Laddie's hand and saw it melting slowly. My ice cream was also melting, and Laddie and I ate our ice creams in silence. It was nice to know that I had made a friend in Santa Carla, even if my new friend was an eight year old. I didn't care though; because I always made friends with young children better than I did with people my age. When Laddie and I finished eating our ice cream, he turned to me and asked, "Do you want to meet my other friends?" I could see a hopeful look in his eyes and I knew I wouldn't be able to refuse. As I said earlier I have a weakness for children.
I said, "Sure I'd love to meet your other friends" Laddie hopped up off the bench and grabbed my hand. I stood from the bench and allowed Laddie to lead me through the boardwalk crowd. After a few twists and turns, I saw a group of guys on motorcycles. Two of them had blonde hair, one had platinum blonde hair, and the last one had dark brown or black hair. The four guys were talking and laughing loudly. They seemed to be in their own little world amongst the boardwalk. I noticed that everyone else on the boardwalk refused to approach them. People were either intimidated by them or just didn't like them. The guys didn't seem that bad to me, but I did notice that the feel they gave off was different. I looked at Laddie and I saw admiration and devotion in his eyes as he looked at the four bikers.
As Laddie and I neared the four guys, they turned their heads and quieted their conversation. "Um David this is Jamie and she's my new friend. I wanted her to meet you guys. Is that okay?" Laddie asked the platinum blonde shyly. David looked at me as if he was trying to look straight into my soul, and then he looked back at Laddie. "Of course it's okay kid. It is nice to meet you Jamie. My name is David, the curly blonde is Marko, the wild and perverted blonde is Paul, and the dark one is Dwayne," David said as he extended his hand for me to shake in greeting and acceptance. I grabbed his hand and gave it a firm shake. "It's nice to meet all of you too. I hope that this turns into a beautiful friendship," I said with a smile as I released David's hand. David smirked and I could see the other boys' eyes light up. Paul and Marko laughed and pulled me into a hug, while Dwayne just nodded his head and said a small hello.
Laddie jumped for joy and latched onto my leg. I almost lost my balance, but I steadied myself. "Easy there Laddie," I said as I looked down at Laddie's bright and smiling face. My heart felt so happy to see this once unhappy child now smiling. I turned back to the guys and I saw Dwayne giving me a strange look. I didn't know what it meant though, and I didn't have time to decide what it meant because Star showed up. Star looked surprised to see me with the guys, but she quickly glanced behind her. I looked where she was looking and I saw Michael and Sam behind her. I guess Michael decided to turn into the girl's stalker. He is such a love-sick puppy, and I'm going to tease him about it later. Star got on the back of David's bike. Laddie gave me a sad look when I looked down at him. "I'll come back tomorrow night and hang out with you here. How does that sound?" I asked Laddie. Laddie gave my leg a tight squeeze and let go. He got on the back of Dwayne's bike, and I could see a lot of affection when Dwayne helped Laddie up.
I guess that Dwayne paid the most attention to Laddie out of all the guys. "Well we'll see you tomorrow night," David said with a small smirk and they rode off on their motorcycles. Michael snapped out of his love-sick gaze when he saw me waving to Laddie. "What were you doing with them? They could have hurt you or worse?" Michael yelled as he stormed towards me. I rolled my eyes as I turned to face Michael. "I was fine, and I can take care of myself. So I saw you giving the little gypsy girl love filled eyes. What's that about?" I asked with a mischievous smirk. Michael's face went a slight pink and Sam was snickering as he came up behind Michael. "Shut up," Michael huffed indignantly and he sulked off towards the parking lot. Sam gave me a high five and we bust out laughing. "I love picking on him," I said to Sam as we walked at a far distance behind Michael. "I do too," Sam said and I saw Michael standing at the car. Aunt Lucy was already there waiting for Sam and I to hurry up.
We got into the car and soon arrived back at Grandpa's house. Grandpa was asleep on the couch when we went inside, and Aunt Lucy retrieved a blanket to put over him. Aunt Lucy gave him a kiss on the forehead and I did too. Sam and Michael disappeared upstairs and went to sleep. Aunt Lucy told me goodnight and I walked into Sam's room to sleep. "This place is pretty cool," Sam said as he sat on the bed already covered up. I went into the bathroom with my pajamas, and got ready for bed. "I agree," I called from the bathroom. I walked out of the bathroom once I was dressed, and got under the covers with Sam. "Goodnight Sam," I said with a yawn. "Goodnight Jamie," Sam answered and he fell asleep. I was lulled to sleep by the sounds of crickets from outside, and my dreams were filled with ice cream and carnival rides.