I do not own Fright Night.

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"Charley, quit being such a dick and ignoring us," Ed snapped as he and Adam raced after their friend Charley, who was rushing through the school hallways to catch up with Amy. "His new wonderful bitch of a girlfriend," Ed thought with a glare. His friendship with Charley was slowly disintegrating because of that blonde bimbo. "She didn't even know who Charley was a few days ago," he thought growing angrier.

He and Adam had been Charley's best friends since grade school, and the popular girls were never anywhere on their dating roster. However, when they reached high school, Charley's dad was putting pressure on him to be more of a man. The guy didn't even live with Charley and his mom, but for some dumb reason Charley felt obligated to make that jerk proud of him. Adam and Ed tried to get Charley to realize he was fine with whoever he wanted to date or not date, but it was like Charley's mission to be the best popular boyfriend he could be now. The guys still did not even know why Amy had asked Charley out the other week, but it felt shady to Ed. "I don't trust her at all, popular girls have never been kind or even acknowledged us before. This isn't right," Ed thought and his thoughts were soon proven true as he, Charley, and Adam slid to a halt in the hallway near Amy's locker.

She was standing there flipping her blonde hair and giggling with her so-called friends, more like leeches. "Amy, do you really like that little dweeb?" one of the leeches questioned with an obnoxious giggle.

"Don't be stupid, I'm only dating him because my dad said he'd pay me a higher allowance if I stopped dating the quarter back, who I'm still secretly seeing. My dad wants me to date a nerd, so I'm pretend dating one to get some more money," Amy explained as if she had no problem toying with a person's feelings and then stomping on them as if they were ants.

"That's so awesome, Amy, wish my dad would pay me to pretend date a dweeb," another of the leeches commented before the sound of Charley's book bag echoed through the now almost empty hallway. A few students still trickled by trying to make it to class.

"Charley," Adam whispered putting a comforting hand on their friend's now slightly shaking shoulder.

Charley was always the most sensitive out of the three guys, but he was what held them together as good friends. He was a bit shorter than the others too, but it was never a problem. However, knowing how sensitive Charley could be, hearing this bitch play with his friend, made Ed furious.

"Charley, don't worry about that stupid slut, just skip school with Adam and I'll meet you guys later. You don't need somebody like that anyways. She'll end up with three kids, no husband, a drug addiction, and a criminal background in no time," Ed whispered comfortingly to his friend, whose brown eyes were staring at him in shock at what Amy had just revealed.

"Charley, let's go to your house and marathon Fright Night," Adam spoke to Charley, who was still quiet as he was led out of the school by his childhood friend. Adam was carrying Charley's discarded book bag with him.

"Hey bitch," Ed shouted and the giggling leeches finally shut their traps. "Yeah, you with the blonde hair and fake boobs, you're disgusting. My friend deserves better than you so you can tell your daddy, you're a dumb whore who earns enough working the corner so you don't need his money. Leave Charley alone," Ed said seriously before he turned around and left the school to catch up with his friends. He wished he could have taken a picture of Amy's shocked face, but just seeing it was priceless enough. "Nobody messes with my friends," he thought before slinging an arm over Charley and Adam's shoulders when he caught up with them.

"Thanks guys," was all Charley whispered the entire way home while his friends talked about normal nerdy/horror stuff that they always talked about when hanging out together.

Charley's mom, Jane, was still at work when the three teenage boys entered the Brewster home. Ed went to work quickly ordering some pizzas and hot wings, while Adam went upstairs with Charley to grab the DVD seasons of Fright Night. They would be commandeering the living room for this cheer up their friend marathon.

"She's such a bitch," Charley finally yelled and his rant had begun as he let out everything that he had been holding in the entire walk home. He also even ranted about how Amy had treated him in the last week that they had dated. Ed and Adam just sat there quietly or cheered him on to continue ranting because they both knew that this made Charley feel better. Charley was always the quieter one, but if enough was bothering him, then he would explode at least once to get everything off his chest. Charley did just that as he paced the living room and got out all of his feelings of hurt and outrage. When he finally sat back down on the couch and asked for pizza, Ed and Adam just gave him a big grin and started the TV series marathon.

The marathon continued, the pizza was devoured, and a few empty soda bottles sat by the kitchen garbage can when Jane entered her home. She was a little surprised to see Ed and Adam sitting in the living room with Charley so happily like they used to do before her son started dating that girl. She really did not know Amy much, but from the look of things, Amy was no longer in the picture. However, the smile was back on her son's face, and that's all that mattered. She had noticed Charley was a bit more down after he started dating Amy. She had never known her son to date, so it was strange when he did out of the blue, but Jane just wanted him to be happy.

"Hey Charley, Ed, and Adam, you guys get let out early or something?" Jane questioned and when she received no answer, she gave them a little glare. "There better be a good reason you guys skipped school today," she said seriously not letting up the glare.

"I'm not with Amy anymore, but it is ok, she was just using me anyways," Charley told his mom honestly. "Last time I'm letting that jerk of a dad pressure me again," he thought with a roll of his eyes.

"Well glad to hear she's gone then, so are you two staying for dinner?" Jane said and then questioned her son's friends.

"I can't, it's family night," Ed huffed standing from the sofa, but not before giving Charley a pat on the shoulder.

"Thanks, but mom wants me to help clean out the attic tonight," Adam said giving Charley a grin before the two friends made for the exit.

"Oh Charley, we have a new neighbor, did you three notice him drive up today? He's got boxes all in his garage. I saw when I drove by just now," Jane said starting a conversation to get her son's mind off the drama of Amy.

"Oh, no, we were too caught up in the show to notice," Charley said curiously walking over to the kitchen window to look at the neighbor's house. "Have you seen the neighbor or neighbors yet?" he questioned his mom.

"No, but how about we take the neighbors some dinner tonight? They just moved in, so they probably won't feel like cooking. A good home cooked meal will make them feel welcomed, and I'm making my best spaghetti too tonight," Jane started muttering while gathering the food she needed to make the dish.

"That would be nice," Charley said while still looking towards the garage, where many boxes were stacked inside and outside of the house. He waited a bit longer to see if anyone would appear, but his mom asking for help with dinner, pulled him away from the window.

The delicious aroma of the marinara sauce from the spaghetti was all Charley could smell as he walked next door to give the neighbor or neighbors the food. His mom would have joined him, but she got a phone call from one of her friends. The boxes that had been outside were now nowhere to be seen, and the garage door was shut. Charley was starting to wonder if the neighbors had went out to eat when he noticed all of the lights were off in the house. The sun was starting to set too, and it was almost below the horizon. Thankfully, the street lights were on so Charley could see just fine.

Hesitance graced his countenance when he reached the front door. No sound came from within the house, but he still knocked on the door. His mother would kill him if this spaghetti was not given to the neighbors. A few seconds passed with continued silence before finally footsteps sounded in the house. Charley put on his best smile, which after the day he had, wasn't the best he could do. He still wanted to be welcoming since this neighborhood did not get new people often.

Multiple possibilities ran through Charley's mind about who this new neighbor or neighbors might be, but what opened the door was not what he expected. A tall pale muscular man with dark hair and dark eyes opened the door. He was standing there in dark pants and a white tank. Charley felt tiny compared to this guy, who looked like he could pop his head off his neck if he wanted to do so. However, the muscles were not body builder, more lean and ready for anything. Charley shook his head at the fact that he was observing a guy that much, which he had never done before in his life. "I don't observe girls as much I did this guy," he thought worriedly before seeing the guy give him a curious smirk.

"Hey, I'm Charley Brewster, my mom and I just wanted to welcome you to the neighborhood," he introduced himself.

"Charley, I'm Jerry, nice to meet you," the new neighbor said as his voice rolled out slightly husky, and Charley denied that he gave a small shiver at the sound of it. "So what's my welcome to the neighborhood gift?" Jerry questioned, and Charley almost swore he saw the guy look him up and down.

"Oh, just some homemade spaghetti, we thought it'd be best you have a homemade meal since you're probably tired from moving in today," Charley answered.

"Smells good," Jerry said while taking the plate from Charley's hands, and Charley tried to once again deny that he shivered when Jerry's fingers brushed against his when grabbing the plate. Jerry's eyes never left Charley though when he spoke, which made some of the hairs on the back of Charley's neck stand up straight.

"I hope you enjoy living here," Charley said to break up the awkward moment of silence between the two.

"I'm sure I will," Jerry said before the two separated ways.

Charley looked back after walking towards his house a bit, and he did not deny that a shiver raced down his spine when a smirking Jerry was still standing in the doorway watching him leave