HEY YOU GUUUUYS! We have reached chapter 10! I'm actually a little shocked.

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If your a fan of The Lost Boys, I recommend reading her story: "Lost in the shadows." It's only two chapters long so far, but in my opinion it promises to be a great one.

Anyway I wasn't to sure about this chapter, but remember Michael. He will become important.

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Apologies for spelling/punctuation mistakes I have probably made.

May

It had been two weeks since my birthday and Denny's accident. The funeral had been hard, despite the fact that I had kept my distance.

A part of me had wanted to be standing next to Gordie as Denny had been lowered into the ground. But the other part of me, and I'm ashamed to say the part that won, could not stand to watch.

A funeral meant a final goodbye. Or at least to me they did. And I knew it wasn't goodbye, Denny himself had told me. Or at least the Denny from my dreams had told me. He still had that particular promise to keep.

I had been back at the Diner for just over a week. Much to the annoyance of Auntie M. She believed that I should be at home, mourning my loss.

But she didn't understand that being at home, having nothing to do all day, made the pain worse. Being at the Diner, and having something to occupy my mind with, made the time go faster.

Of course, every customer knew what had happened, I was pretty sure the whole of Castle Rock knew by now. And they were more than understanding about why my smile wasn't as bright as it had once been. For that I was grateful.

After my morning at Ace's house, I had gone to Teddy's.

When he was younger, Teddy had always come running to me if something bad had happened. He still did sometimes.

Now it was my turn to go running to him.

When he had first seen me, he had an excited but sly smile on his face, curious as to what had happened after he had departed. But when I told him, he had done just what I had gone to him for.

I hadn't cried though. I had never felt comfortable crying in front of Teddy or the guys. They were only twelve after all. They were still just kids.

I was currently sat behind the counter, the Cobra's on the other side eating Apple Pie and chocolate sundaes.

Since my night with Ace and Eyeball, it seemed they had made it their duty to make sure I was never alone. It had become a sort of schedule. I would either see them at work, or one of them would come knocking on my door at odd hours during the evening. Eyeball had even slept over a couple of times when my Mom hadn't been home.

Because of this, I had become a little closer with the two of them. Not to the point of being friends, but to the point where their company was bearable.

I had gotten to know the rest of the Cobra's to. They were pretty friendly to me, but only because Ace had probably told them to be.

The Diner was half full, but everyone had been given their order. Barb had been quick to reach a table if anyone looked in need of a refill, or needed their plates taken away.

The bell tinkled as two boys walked in. I recognised them straight away. They had been on Denny's football team.

I quickly grabbed my pad, shooting a look at Barb telling her it was my table, and walked over to them.

"What'll it be boys?" I asked. They didn't need to look at the menu they had been here so many times.

"Just a couple of Pepsi's please Flick. It's too hot out today." replied Andrew. I had no idea what position he played in the team, but I knew he was good. And he was right. It really was too hot. Summer was on its way. The season I both loved and loathed. "Mind if I use the bathroom?" He asked before I could turn away.

"You don't have to ask." I smiled a little back at him. Apart from the Lachance boys, or boy, he was the most polite person I knew.

I quickly got their order and carried the cool drinks over to the table.

"How you holding up?" Michael asked me now. Genuine concern etched on his face.

"The Diner keeps me busy. That's how I like it." I shrugged, turning to walk away. I had never really got on with him and there were times when he creeped me out. But he grabbed my wrist.

"If you ever need anything..." His green eyes now looked me up and down slowly, coming to a complete stop on my chest. "Anything at all..." He finally looked at me in the eyes, his voice lowered to a whisper, "Then you only have to ask."

His face no longer held concern. Instead it was covered in a look I didn't recognise.

I quickly snatched my wrist back and made my way over to the counter. If this had happened before the events of two weeks ago, I would have had no hesitation in giving him a decent right hook.

But instead I felt shaken. Something I wasn't used to at all. It was a feeling I didn't want to get used to either.

I sat back on my stool, in front of Ace. One look at his face, and I knew he had heard the whole thing.

I placed a hand on his arm when he got up from his seat.

"It's not worth it." I murmured so only he would hear.

It took him a moment, but he sat back down, finishing his slice of Apple Pie.

I tried to keep my focus on the boys in front of me, listening to their conversations in the hope that it would take my mind off the jerk that had shaken me.

"...He still hasn't found his jar of pennies..."

"...I hear you like that Palermo chick..."

But of course my gaze flicked back to him. He was talking to Andrew now, but every now and then, he would send a glance my way. He smirked whenever he caught me watching.

I had been about to get up and go home, telling Auntie M I had a headache, when the door tinkled again.

I smiled a little again and set to work on three chocolate sundaes, adding extra sprinkles for good measure.

As I sat down next to Teddy, receiving warm smiles of thanks for the Sundaes, I asked where Gordie was.

"He said he'll be out soon. " Chris answered as I pulled a napkin out of my pinny and pushed it towards Vern who already had his face covered in chocolate.

Gordie had become quiet. Or at least quieter than usual, maybe a little distant at times, but he was still Gordie, sweet and caring.

I hadn't talked to him about it. I had wanted to many times. But I had a feeling that he would open up when he was ready. If it wasn't with me then it would be with Chris. Of that I was sure.

As the boys continued to eat, I leaned into the table, and lowered my voice so only they would hear.

"Don't look now, but is the dirty blonde over by the jukebox looking over here?" Vern's head quickly shot up to look over.

"She said don't look now." Teddy growled to the boy before making it look like he was going to punch him. "Hah. Two for flinching," He gave Vern the promised 'Two' before glancing over at Michael. "Yeah, He's lookin'. Why?" He offered me some ice cream.

For two weeks, my sundaes hadn't tasted as good. But no one had complained.

I sighed a little before answering. "No reason." I had a spoonful of sundae, then another. Our table was quiet; the only sound was spoon clattering against glass.

Someone had put Elvis on. His voice filled the Diner, telling us we were nothing but Hound dogs.

Andrew got up to pay for the drinks, but Michael was now outright staring. I shifted in my seat uncomfortably.

I had a bad feeling about this.

A/N: In a completely unrelated topic, is anyone here a fan of Paramore? I'm in love with 'Still Into You.'

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