Our final day of liberty before there is nothing but gruelling hours to suffer, endless amounts of work and snapping adults attempting to calm down a teenagers adrenaline rush. The last day before school starts, each adolescents nightmare. It's another one of those days I never wanted to come to a close. After everything that has happened over this vacation what with our battle with vampires and all the heartbreaking revelations that were unveiled, it's nice just to relax for once before a milder chaos starts again. Something I never thought would once pamper me is now the ultimate treat, the sunlight gazing down on me and the soothing sound of the tidal waves crashing together.

A red polka dot swimsuit embracing my curves so the sun rays can greet practically every part of my skin and the man I love caressing my forehead with endearing kisses, it's the perfect way to end a vacation of horrors.

"Sierra! Sierra!" Laddie calls from his castle of sand, finally that dream of his had come true after all the struggles to be able to achieve it. He scampers over to us merrily with a grin beaming from his face. "I've made our house! And it's big enough to fit everyone in it, just like I wanted! Can you and Michael come and see it? Please with a bit fat cherry on top!"

Michael and I chuckle at him; he's been building our 'new home' since we got here in the morning. Michael leaps to his feet with a smirk pencilled on his lips, sauntering over to Laddie; dust like sand sprinkles all over my tanned legs.

Laddie squeals with glee as Michael elevates him onto his shoulders.

"I'm taller than you!" Laddie giggles, peering down at the ground below him "Are you looking forward to see our new house, Michael?" he then asks with hope.

"I've been looking forward to seeing it all day, from the moment you started making it!" Michael replies happily, running down to Laddie's construction site. I haul myself to my feet after picking up my cream quilted, leather bag and follow their footsteps in the beige sand.

I reach Laddie's masterpiece where Laddie is taking Michael on a guided tour, spiralling around the area of his palace. Michael crouches down as Laddie grasps onto his hand to lead him around, he sends a wink my way when his crystal eyes rise up to see me.

"You and Sierra can decide where your room's going to be!" Laddie continues, still pacing around the piles of sand with Michael's hand conjoined to his "Do you like it, Michael?"

"I love it! When do we move in?" Michael asks, admiring Laddie's handy work. Laddie halts in his tracks for a few seconds, his mind drifting off into serious thoughts.

"Soon! Once the others see it" he announces, his attention soon falls onto to something far in the distance "Sierra, can we get an ice cream?" I look behind me to see the white ice cream truck situated at the side of the road masked in pictures of the menu with armies of children about Laddie's age rushing towards it.

"Of course, baby boy!" I give my consent, after all it is the last day Laddie will be able to do something like this since summer is coming to an end now and autumn is beginning to wind in; all the soaring temperatures will soon fall and the clement sun will morph into grey clouds.

Laddie races over to me and clutches my hand, dragging Michael along with him. Michael is optimistic to abide though as he keeps that enticing smile intact.

Laddie guides us to the ice cream truck across the arid grains of sand that slip through my toes and calm gusts of wind that entangle in the naturally straight strands of my dark chocolate hair. He chirps on enthusiastically about how we're all going to live like royalty in his palace of sand with a thousand butlers and maids to handle our every needs and how we're going to have a mighty feast every night until our stomachs explode!

"... and then you and Michael are gonna get married there as well!" Laddie declares, jumping for joy. Michael and I exchange amused smiles; both of us are thinking the exact same thing.

"I think that could be a plan" Michael winks at me again and brushes a kiss on my supple cheek. I feel a breeze of lively spirits running along my veins as happiness surges over me.

We arrive at the ice cream truck; Laddie almost instantly drops my hand and dashes over to the white van so he can get first in line before the masses of small children swarm. Michael and I walk briskly over to him. Laddie scans the colourful delicacies that are printed on the side of the truck with their eccentric names and costly prices next to them. After a lengthy time of decision making, Laddie twists around to face us with a broad grin spread on his lips.

"Sierra, can I have the 'Vanilla Thrilla' please?" he requests politely with that irresistibly sweet smile making it difficult to say no even if the cost is dear. I nod to give my approval and rustle through my bag for $3.50. A tender hand touches my shoulder, causing me to stop.

"Don't worry, baby, I'll pay" Michael reassures me as he produces a $5 bill from his pocket.

"Are you sure? Honestly I don't –" Michael silences me with a persuasive kiss on the lips. I let my eyes slide close, with the subtle heat drumming down on us and Michael's lips fusing with mine, it is like I'm in another world.

"Yuck!" Laddie exclaims bringing me out of that harmonious heaven as Michael and I disconnect.

We can't help but laugh at Laddie; his face appears grossed out with his eyes scrunched to disenable his view and his tongue sticking out in revulsion. I remember when I was his age and every romantic kiss shared by a loved up couple was like watching someone throw up.

"I'll pay" Michael repeats humbly, kissing my cheek again and playfully tapping my nose once. Before I can make another protest, Michael walks over to the hatch where an old man with a bald head, increasing grey sideburns and a luminous yellow bowtie around his neck emerges with a greeting smile. Laddie waits patiently by Michael's side, balancing on his tiptoes.

When the cheerful old man presents Laddie with his ice cream, he scurries back over to me bashfully with Michael following after he receives his change. The elderly man flashes me an odd look, possibly believing Michael and I are Laddie's parents.

"Sierra!" a gruff voice calls among the roaring engines of travelling cars. Before I can thank Michael, I turn my head around to the direction of the familiar person. Edgar, Alan and Sam swerve their way through the compact spaces between the cars, infuriated drivers honk at them.

"Screw you, buddy!" Alan yells rowdily at one of the drivers who looks on in disgust that such language could come from a fifteen year olds mouth. Then again, this is Alan we're talking about.

"Hey! Watch where you're going, kid!" another driver snaps as Edgar climbs over their saffron car bonnet.

"Yeah, whatever. Watch where you're driving more like it" Edgar grumbles; only my brothers could turn something as simple as crossing the road into a wild escapade.

Sam keeps a hurried pace behind them, apologizing to each of the drivers who Alan and Edgar manage to offend. My two brothers complete their somewhat hectic journey across the road, casually walking over to me like they are the coolest kids in town. I roll my eyes at them in disbelief.

"Damn it, guys! How many times do I have to tell you not to do that?" I sigh meeting them halfway. I place my hands on my hips to exhibit my annoyance at them.

Sam finally catches up; he bends over clasping his knees with little beads of sweat breaking out on his forehead and wheezes heavily.

"Jesus, Sierra, don't worry about it" Edgar retaliates as if he has all the knowledge of the world contained in his brain.

"Yeah, we haven't got hurt before so we won't get hurt now!" Alan adds. I just tut at them and roll my eyes again. I feel a friendly arm envelop around my waist, I can just tell that arm belongs to Michael without even taking a glance.

"Anyway..." Sam pants gathering up all the air he possibly can in his lungs before opening his mouth to speak again "Let... these guys... tell you. I... need to... sit down" Sam departs over to a secluded patch of sand where he slumps down with Michael and Laddie accompanying him.

I transfer my view back to Edgar and Alan who still position themselves with their arms crossed and legs a shoulder width apart in baggy vest tops, acid wash jeans in a blue hue and grey rags tied around their foreheads.

"What's up then?" Edgar unfolds a tourist map of Santa Carla and reveals it to me. The map contains the area of Santa Carla with all the main attractions such as the beach, the Boardwalk and famed fast food chains being highlighted in eye-attracting colours.

Edgar pinpoints his finger on the decrepit ruins of the Victorian hotel; the cave where the guys use to hang out before we annihilated most of them. Marko and Paul were destroyed, but David and Dwayne still exist. It isn't Dwayne I have to worry about though.

"See all the red stickers?" Edgar probes. I nod and snatch the map from his hands for further examination, my eyes trace over the map to find each of the circular stickers "They're possible places Delilah could be, I say we start searching tomorrow. We've been waiting long enough" Ever since the showdown we have all been guessing where Delilah could be.

My proposals for actually looking for her immediately afterwards had been ignored by Edgar and Alan whose reasoning for it was because David might have her and he definitely wouldn't stick around in Santa Carla when he knows people who desire to kill him reside there. After all it would be too risky for him to stay. So I have to admit, my brothers decision was a logical one.

"Why not tonight?" I question, snapping my head up from the bubbly map. I want to begin the hunt for my sister as soon as possible. If it was my choice, I would be roaming around every street of Santa Carla right now just to even catch a glimpse of Delilah. However, Michael and Star forced me to have some fun on the last day of vacation.

"Sierra, we're going back to school tomorrow, and you're going to that concert tonight. We'll start tomorrow" Alan instructs me. I forgot about the concert, and hopefully Delilah could be there. She always did adore concerts, just like me.


~Night~

Star and I access the concert on the beach together; the blaring music from the talented band performing dominates my ears. We stride over to the bandstand, embarking our way through the thriving horde of anonymous figures who pulsate with energetic vibes. In front of us is roaring bonfire with its orange flames dancing along boisterously to the rock music.

Stars attire of a tight white lace corset and a white ankle length skirt that flutters around as it pleases in the wind makes her look like an angel who has just floated down from heaven. We reach the front row only to be greeted by waving hands of the band.

The lead singer, Jimmy, who I go to school with, chucks his microphone on the floor creating screeching feedback and jumps off the stage to where we are standing. His long black locks that flow down past his shoulders and his outfit of a ripped leopard shirt that reveals his shimmering muscular torso and destroyed jeans shine out the making of a rock star. He welcomes Star and I with a kind hug.

"Sierra, I haven't seen you since last semester! And Christ, Star, where the hell have you been?" he inquests with a brightening smile glued to his face. Jimmy, Star and I used to hang out all the time before Star was reeled in by David. It makes me feel all warm inside now that the three of us have united again.

"Just doing random stuff" Star quickly replies. Jimmy won't believe us about Stars true story, even if she does have plenty of alibis to back her up.

"Nice! Well it's cool to see you again, it's been too long" Jimmy and Star gaze over each other for a while, the both of them grinning like a pair of Cheshire cats. Jimmy ends the flirting trance by removing his eyes from Star onto me "So, who's the guy, Sierra?"

"What guy?" I ask, confused to whom he is implying; after all, he could be talking about one of David's fellow vampires or Michael.

"Don't try fool me, Sierra Frog! Remember, I've known you since kindergarten, therefore I am entitled to know at least who your love buddy is!" he chuckles heartily; I raise a nurtured eyebrow still unaware of this guy "The new guy? The one with the Jim Morrison kind of look going on? And if you still can't remember, the dude you were making out with on the beach today?" sudden realisation hits my brain.

"Oh! You mean Michael!" I feel incredibly stupid; who else could he have meant? I'm pretty sure now that I analyse it all, Jimmy wouldn't be talking about David and the others.

"Ah, so that's the dude's name! I'm guessing he's your boyfriend?" I still can't control my raising smile when people refer to Michael as my boyfriend. It makes me too happy.

"Is it that obvious?" I joke, and with that, Jimmy beckons the two other band members to rush over.

The Stevenson brothers, River and Jude drop their instruments and crouch down beside Jimmy's head. River and Jude could be twins the way they practically alike with their wavy blonde hair and heart shaped faces. The only difference between them is that River has stunning blue eyes and Jude has plain yet mysterious brown ones. They moved here from Rhode Island just three years ago, around the time Star joined David. I had made firm friends with them instantaneously.

"Told you that the new guy was Sierra's boyfriend!" Jimmy boasts, hollering into Rivers pierced ear where an incredibly oversized cross earring hangs.

"No shit!" Jude yells back sarcastically "I kinda guessed that when they were eating each other faces off!" I pout teasingly and place my hands on my hips, indicating mock offence. "Lovingly, of course!"

He eyes Star up and down either familiarising himself with her comeback to the real world or checking her out.

"Jimmy, why are you hogging all the hot girls? First Sierra, now her friend! Jesus, man, no fair, you could at least share!"

I knew Star was going to get the spotlight of attraction from guys tonight what with her angelic appearance. She deserves a man who treats her like a princess, especially after David isolated her from the public for a number of years.

"Sorry, Jude, but Sierra's taken by the mysterious man named Michael!" Jimmy informs him, the trio of musically talented guys trade saucy looks before landing their eyes back on me.

"Ooh Michael? Sierra and Michael, Michael and Sierra. Has a ring to it I suppose. At least you're thinking about the ring!" Jude winks at me, ruffling my hair to create a mess. It doesn't insult me though as it would to most girls, I just laugh.

"Is he coming to Santa Shithole High?" River investigates, his mind buzzing with further questions.

"Of course! After all, it's the best shithole in town!" The three of them wolf whistle humorously; Star and I snicker girlishly at them. My cheeks advertise the colour red as I blush.

"Well, when we see you two lovebirds smooching at the lockers tomorrow after the bell, you gotta introduce us. After all, the guy hasn't been through our test yet!" Jimmy has always been protective of me, and watches whatever boyfriend I have like a hawk until he deems fit for the role. "And before you start fretting, Sierra, don't worry! We've already got the pictures of Rob Lowe stuck up in your locker with kiss marks. Thanks, River, for sacraficing your lips virginity by putting on the red lipstick. It means a lot, bro"

River flings an arm over Jimmy, looking directly into his eyes with an rueful emotion.

"Jimmy, my good bro, my lips lost their virginity a long time ago. Sorry you lost your chance." Jimmy is about to protest when River drags him into a solacing embrace, patting his back and hushing him. "It's okay, Jimmy, don't cry, I'll find you someone who will love you, and it won't be your mom this time. I promise, bro"

Jimmy, like us, is striving not to laugh at River's antics. River tilts Jimmy's chin in order to face him.

"I'll even buy you flowers" River jokingly kisses a cackling Jimmy's forehead, making hilarious noises to go with his joke. Before Star and I can even laugh, a fuming security guard marches over, shoving River and Jude out of his way.

"What the fuck, man?" Jude barks, flinging his arms up defensively. "My brother was comforting our friend! You ruined the moment!" The rough looking security guard yanks Jimmy by the collar of his shirt. Jimmy doesn't even flinch.

"You've got thirty seconds to get back on that stage or you're gone!" the enraged man spits in Jimmy's ear, he fails to intimidate Jimmy who doesn't seem too phased by the man's orders. Jimmy calmly rotates his head sideways to face him with a smirk set upon his lips.

"Okay, big guy, don't panic" the security guard gets more raged like a bull when taunted as Jimmy dares to lightly slap his jaw.

"Just perform already" he storms off backstage with his fists still closed. Jimmy chuckles slightly and hugs Star and I once again in a farewell.

"See you two beautiful ladies tomorrow" Jimmy springs back onto the stage and retrieves his microphone from the midnight floor that reflects the light of the moon that glimmers over us.

He brings the microphone to his lips; his first words captivate the audience's attention straight away.

"This one's for Sierra and Star; two very good friends of mine" Star and I gape our mouths in surprise; he is really going to dedicate a song to us! Jimmy winks at us then nods at River to indicate the beginning of the song.

The electrifying sound of the guitar being strummed echoes beautifully throughout the whole of the beach along with the ecstatic screams of their many fans. Star whoops loudly as my face falls into sadness, the marshal amp that the guys and I used to sit on arrives into my field of vision.

Memories of Dwayne tickling me to get a shot of vodka, Marko cradling me in his arms, and David situating me on his shoulders so I could see, flash through my mind. Those four Lost Boys were like brothers to me. My heart won't allow me to stop loving them. I have to let them go, I need to let all those memories scatter away like ashes in the wind.

A moderate kiss on the cheek and a placid arm wrapping around my hips pulls me out of my past life and into the present. When I turn around to see Michael's handsome face, all those memories become extinct.

"I've got you something" Michael whispers in my ear. I can feel something cold lightly touch my neck.

I graze my fingertips along a thin chain. I pick up the main feature with my index finger and thumb. The letter 'S' in a small font size and masked in silver is equal with my eyes. A broad smile spreads along my face and I twist around to kiss Michael only for his lips to meet mine first. The sign of our love seals once again. Michael disentangles his lips and smiles lovingly at me

"Do you like it?"

"I love it! Thank you so much, Michael, its beautiful!" I melt myself into Michael's sturdy frame, smooching his cheek repeatedly. His arms remain secure around me as I revolve around to watch the band consisting of my friends.

"Just like I love you?" Michael showers me with alluring kisses on my head, this night and this love between us will never end. I am sure of it.

"And just like I love you too" With that, I turn around and kiss his lips with all the love I have stored inside of me. This truly is the perfect way to end a series of heartbreaks.


Sierra and the others are back guys! Hope you enjoyed the first chapter and there's plenty more to come filled with drama :D