Chapter One.

The Introduction.

(I tried to keep it along the original story line, just make it more romantic and less about the vampire rampage. I'm a huge Lost Boys fan and I would love to see these two boys together with a love twist involving Star. I'm pretty sure there won't be a good conclusion.. It will be a long dramatic story to keep ya'll interested.. I hope:)

Michael's POV

The concert was thriving. The singer, saxophone in hand, sang quite loudly, his voice bellowing over us as we danced. My brother at my side I stood still, taking it all in. Then, I felt a heated stare, pierce my back. I immediately turned to find those eyes. Then, they fell upon him. His striking blonde hair was carefully spiked a bit at the crown of his head, and his brooding eyes took in the scene around him, looking as though he did not care for the concert at all. The way he stood, he seemed powerful. My eyes fell over his chest, prominent muscles under a shirt and jacket. He stood tall, about 6'4, a good 2 inches taller than I. As he turned his head to the side I noticed a glint of an ear ring. I sighed as he moved away, following his friends into the crowd. A whimper arose in my throat as I saw myself in his arms. Before I turned back to the concert I caught a girls eyes. She was beautiful, long, dark hair, falling just above her butt. And her clothes looked as though she shops only at the local thrift store, but it suited her fine. Yes, I was attracted to her, but not as strong as that brooding male up above her.

She smiled my way.

My brother, Sam, laughed aloud. He reached up to grab my face. "Michael!" He called, getting my attention.

"What?" I replied, irritated to have him along with me.

"You were staring at that girl weren't you?" When I didn't reply he said, "Admit it! You are after her!"

"Whatever Sam.." I said and began making my way through the crowd. The loud music was now giving me a head ache.

I made my way to the other side of the carnival, finding small gift booths and games. I came up on a tattoo and piercing booth. My mind immediately traced back to that mysterious male from the concert. His small, subtle stud in his ear. I touched my earlobe a moment, watching a young girl get her ear pierced for the first time. I myself, have never had my ears pierced.

"It's a rip off," said a soft voice behind me. I turned to see the girl from the concert, with the long brown hair. I put my hand down as she passed me by with just a small glance my way. Flirtatious are we?

I matched my stride with hers as we walked out of the carnival.

"So, what is your name?" She asked me, tucking her dark curls behind her left ear.

"Michael." I said, simply.

"Michael's good. I like Michael." She said with a smile.

"Your name?" I asked.

"Star."

"Star's good." I said, smiling down at her. She was so petite. So fragile.

As I came up to my motorcycle I decided to give up on my strange crush, and ask Star to ride with me until I had to take my younger brother home. As she began to straddle my bike I heard a thunder rush up to us, as 5 other motorcycles rolled up to us. "Where are you going, Star?" called out a deep throated voice. It was pure music to my ears. It took all the control I had not to roll my eyes into the back of my head.

"For a ride." she said, a little shaky sounding.

The cyclists killed there lights.

And my stomach leaped into my throat. There, on the bike sat my mysterious guy, all hunched over, with a smirk on his face, but not quite reaching his grey iced eyes. He glanced over at me, and I prayed then he didn't see me blush.

"Star, we are leaving." said the guy, but when Star didn't leave his voice rose a bit. "Star!"

She got up reluctantly, and strode over to his bike, hiking her leg over the seat and sliding up against him. The way she put her arms around his waist showed me exactly what kind of relationship she had with him. I wanted to curse out loud.

She whispered something into his ear, and he said, "Michael is it?"

I could only manage a nod. His searing eyes wondered over my body, and then looked me right into my eyes. "Think you can keep up?"

I was bewildered.. "Excuse me?"

"Let's ride, Michael. If you can keep up we'll take you under our wing." His lip turned up at the corner, a very sexy smile indeed. Star smiled at me but said "You don't have to Michael. He's only teasing you."

"Ah! Teasing. Something I am very good at. But, intrigue me, Michael, race with us."

"I can't beat you with this piece of crap bike of mine."

"No one said anything about beating us, just keep up and enjoy the ride." Something about the way he said that made my whole body burn. As they rode off slowly, I swallowed, rubbing my hands over my jeans and sped off to catch up with them. As I did, they quickly gained speed, flying over the sand. I couldn't see him anymore but I saw his back lights so I eyed that and only that. I passed one of his friends, almost knocking myself off as I hit a chunk of sand doing so. Gripping the handle bars, I came up side to side with him, Star holding on tight behind him, her eyes shut.

"Come on Michael!" He yelled at me. As he did I looked forward to find that we were heading straight to the bluff. He laughed out loud, a deep cynical laugh.

I kept on the gas, but the ledge was getting closer each second. Still, he and I were head to head, not reducing speed. As we reached the ledge I spun out, falling off the bike, just inches near the edge. Gasping for air, the guy helped me up.

"Well done, Well done."

Star moved over to my side, brushing the red dirt off my shoulder and back. "I'm sorry," is all she said.

"I'm David." He said, extending a hand towards me.

I took it eventually, giving it a slight shake and then I dropped it, my palm warm still from his contact. He had rough hands, showing off his coarsen side.

"What the hell did you try to do? Get us both killed?" I said, a little louder than necessary. I'm pretty sure the shock was still plastered to my paled face.

"Ah, of course not. You see that you have the sense to stop whenever danger is a few feet in front of you. Nothing to worry about now." He said to me, that sexy smirk laced on his thin pink lips.

"Whatever.." I murmured, picking my bike up off the ground. I tried not to look at the dark cliff, but my eyes betrayed me and my mind began to go fuzzy. I backed up a few steps.

"You don't look that well. You should come with us." David said, putting a hand on my shoulder.

"Where do you live?" I asked, not really going to go. But that doesn't mean I don't want to go.

"We live here, in a small cave. You should come down and have a drink with us. I can send my friend to get us some Chinese."

"I uh.. I" I began, but David cut me off, "I insist on it Michael." He had that look in his eye, a hungry lion watching it's prey….