A/N: You guys are like so nice! Thank you for all your nice reviews! You guys just rock! And yes, I used three sentences to describe how much you guys make me happy. And I know, it just sounds bratty and like I won an Oscar and giving a speech or something, but I don't care! Ok enjoy chapter three! (Just for no confusion, I'm talking about all the reviews from Chapter 1 and Chapter 2 cause on chapter 2 I only said just a simple thank you and somehow I felt that wasn't good enough.)
I do not own anything of the Lost Boys, just Erika and Brittany(Britt)
Erika took off her denim jacket and set it down on a bench, not doubting it's going to be stolen.
"God, it's like 100 degrees out." She wiped sweat off her upper lip.
She ran down to the crowded beach. The mist of the ocean was very refreshing. Erika walked over to the ocean and pulled out her ponytail to dunk her head into the water. She shook her head like a dog, making the water all bubbly. Erika swung her head out and smiled. She looked over and in the distance she saw teenagers older than her playing volleyball. Her head turned over to the road and saw a car holding a family of people she had never seen before. Erika ran up the sand, the bag in her hand. She wanted to see who it was, but at the same time, she didn't care.
She ran back to the house and walked in. Erika dropped the movie on the coffee table. She walked into the kitchen and found a note.
"Going to a job interview. Be back later. Dad." Erika read aloud a note left on the kitchen island.
Erika crumpled the note and threw it into a basket across the room. She paced around the couch so many times it felt like a daily thing. Erika gave up and grabbed the new comic book she got today. It pretty much repeated what the last one did, except with more details.
"Why am I reading this?" Erika threw the comic on the coffee counter, even if she barely stated and ended up on the third page.
She walked over to the window, and noticed the family of new people she saw earlier.
"Yay, new people. More people that can disappear by vamp..." Erika didn't dare finish that sentence.
Erika walked out the door and stared down the hill. It was a small family of three, and a dog. There was woman just a bit taller than Erika, shorter than her dad, and looked very nice and motherly. Or at least what Erika believed was motherly from the movies. Someone nice, sweet, caring, but won't handle misbehavior. Then there was two boys. One about the height of the mother, had dark colored; curly hair. Then there was a boy looked about Erika's height. He had blond spiked hair. They all had a light skin tone. Erika leaned against the nesr rotted porch.
"Should I go say hello?" Erika wondered.
She slid down the sand and to the house.
"Hey, this is old man Richards house." Erika knocked on the wooden door.
The blond boy opened the door, "Hello?"
"Hi, I'm Erika. You guys new here?" Erika asked politely.
"I'm Sam. And yeah, actually just moved here from Phoenix." Sam put his hand against the door side and shifted his weight to it.
"Well, I hope you like it here." Erika laughed inside her head, "Cause you probably won't be alive to enjoy it all." She laughed inside her head.
Erika looked behind Sam and saw his mother. Erika waved in a friendly matter. In a, "I'm just here to say hello, not going to kill you."
"I guess I'll see you guys later. See ya." Erika left without another word.
Once they closed the door, and Erika was behind the house, she burst out laughing.
Erika took a nap before it was 8:00 at night. She grabbed another one of her hooded sweaters identical to the one she lost last night.
"Hey punkin'." My dad greeted once more when I jogged down stairs, "You say hello to the new neighbors?"
Erika nodded.
"You going somewhere?"
"Boardwalk. Again." Erika smirked in a bore way. Even if she wasn't bored.
"Need a ride?" Mister LeRoy asked, "I need to go there to get another interview." He explained.
"Sure." Erika smiled.
Her dad got up and put his hand on her shoulder as they walked out the door.
They drove in a black Iroc Camaro 86. They stopped right outside the Boardwalk when they got to it.
"Okay punkin', here's 50$, keep the change. You are allowed to stay here until midnight if I leave early. Got it?" Erika's father informed.
Erika responded with a nod. She flashed her dad one last smile before they went different ways.
Erika walked around, when she noticed a concert playing. It was the same one that was playing last night.
'I Still Believe'.
Erika ran over to hear the music. Everyone was head banging like crazy. Erika laughed. She joined in with them. Her brunette hair with purple highlights flew like crazy. Her hood flopped all over the place, from one shoulder, to the other. Erika smiled in joy and stupidity. She stopped and looked around, playing with her studded arm bands.
"Hey, it's the new boys." Erika looked over to the two brothers. The older one staring at a girl who use to babysit Erika when she was ten, Star. Erika smiled one last time before leaving. She looked around for something to do.
She gasped and nearly jumped out of her skin when a hand landed on her shoulder. She spun around. When she saw the persons face, she nearly died.
"What do you want from me?" Erika tried to sound as brave as possible.
"A little girl shouldn't be out alone at night." A guy with a platinum blond mullet said. Yep... the same.
"Or else they might get kidnapped. Like I nearly was last night when you grabbed me by my hoodie." Erika pointed out when she pushed his hand off her shoulder.
"It looked pretty." The guy said.
A girl with a spiked, bronze mullet chuckled. She must have been the other woman riding the motorcycle.
Now that Erika thought about it, she realized the woman hanging onto the guy who grabbed her hood was Star!
"Jack off." Erika turned around and began walking.
David P.O.V.
Paul gritted his teeth and was tempted to chase after her.
"No Paul, later." I showed him the hoodie, reminding him we can find her anytime we want by scent.
"That girl deserves a whoop in the ass though. That fucking bitch." Britt commented with her very colorful language.
"She's just a kid, calm down." Dwayne put his hand on Brittany's shoulder.
"We will get her soon. Just like everyone else." I informed through thought.
There was a strange silence, like there always was when we tried to go unnoticed. Marko leaned against the wall playing with some sort of stupid bird.
"Hey, has anyone seen Star?" Britt asked.
"What?" I almost yelled.
Erika P.O.V.
I walked away from those creeps. Sure I was harsh, with 'Jack off' as my last words, but those dudes stole my hoodie and caused a cut that everyone has to stare at. I walked into Frog Comic. How come I always go here, I don't know. It seemed that the brothers crack head moments cheer me up and make me laugh. Somehow, people consider my humor to be dark and strange. I looked at the shelves. I'm guessing they didn't notice me, cause I didn't see them acting like spies. They were just organizing comics.
I then realized something. I have been here two times, this time being my third. I haven't actually bought a comic, but I actually talked to them. I came here now, so they can cheer me up. Am I actually enjoying being around them?
"Holy shit." I've gone mad.
I noticed someone come through the door. It was Sam. Well now if I ever get bored I know who to talk to about comic books. Sam was looking in the Super Man and Batman section. There could have been some other DC Comics in there, but it was mostly Super Man and Batman.
"Got a problem guys?" Sam asked as he walked down an isle.
"Just scoping your civilian wardrobe." Edgar informed.
"Pretty cool, huh?" Sam said with some pride.
"For a fashion victim." Alan said.
I let out a quiet laugh.
"Look buddy, if your looking for the diet frozen yogurt bar, it went out of business last summer." Edgar informed.
What's with them and diet frozen yogurt?
"Actually, I was looking for a Batman no. 14." Sam informed.
"That's a very serious comic man," Edgar said.
"Only five in existence." Alan commented.
Oh look, three guys I can talk to about comics.
"Four, actually.I'm always looking out for the other three." Sam almost bragged.
They began discussing Superman and why something can't go there was this certain reason that probably might not matter.
"Where are you from, Krypton?" Edgar asked.
"Phoenix actually. But lucky me, we moved-" Sam paused and looked around, "Here."
"Take this," Edgar handed Sam a comic book.
Vampires Everywhere.
How much of those comics do they have?
"I don't like horror comics." Sam informed.
"You'll like this one, mister Phoenix. It could save your life." Edgar suggested.
I let out a small chuckle. I couldn't help it. I had to intervene.
"Hey, have you guy's tried not to scare people and lead them to the conclusion your both crazy and need to be sent to a nut house?" I smiled as I walked towards them.
The Frog brothers looked at me confused.
"There is no such things as vampires. Okay, knuckle heads?" I teased.
I know it was a strange time for it to occur, but I realized I'm shorter then them by a few centimeters. I don't like that feeling.
Sam stared at the scabbed up cut on my cheek. Did he just notice it?
I left and just looked at more comic books as they continued a small conversation when Sam left.
I walked over to talk to the Frog brothers.
"Okay, this time I'm serious. Are you guys high or is this just some sort of mental thing you guys were both born with." I tried to figure it out.
"The undead does live in Santa Carla," Alan stated.
"And many other places. Right under peoples noses and they don't even realize it."
I gave them a quizzical look.
"Then how can you explain the dead bodies found chewed up and bloodless?" Edgar asked.
"Animals and evaporation." I stated simply with a shrug.
I doubt evaporation, but I didn't want to lose this fight about vampires.
I think Edgar and Alan doubted it to, when they looked at each other like I was crazy. Then again, I think I kind of was since I pretty much come here to hear about the vampire things.
"Erika!" I heard my dads voice from outside.
I glared at the brothers then walked to the entry way where my dad was standing.
"I'm going home, the interview was a bust." My dad said sadly.
"Aw, I'm so sorry."
"It's fine." My dad stared into my eyes with his hazel ones, "Remember, try to be back by midnight."
"Okay." My dad turned to leave, "Hey dad?"
"Yea?"
"Can I go to the beach?" I asked.
"This time of night?" My dad gave me a strange look.
"Uhh... yeah?"
"Don't go to far and look out for sharks." My dad warned.
"Okay." I agreed.
"Why would you be that stupid to go to the beach at night time? That's suicide." Edgar commented.
"I know. It's to prove there is no such thing, as vampires."
I'm open minded, yes. But vampires was just out of whack.
I walked away as they seemed to tell me it's a bad idea.
A/N: Is Erika really that stupid? Please review, don't be afraid of saying bad things!
