I have a lame excuse…school. You know, I wish I could say that I haven't been able to write because of something awesome like 'I went into a coma because I was smart enough to go to a bonfire party and the Lost Boys showed up' but no, my excuse is awful. Anyway, here you go.

Chapter 6

Paul's Pov

"You did what?"

"I took her home." I shrugged, eyeing them slowly. Confusion and frustration wasn't very well hidden on their faces.

"That's not what I meant by 'take care of it'." David scowled. Great, he was in one of his pissy moods. 'How great', I thought, mentally rolling my eyes.

"Well, what did you expect me to do?" I started. "Finish the job?"

"Um…yeah!" Marko exclaimed, acting like it was the most obvious thing in the world.

"Hey! What part of 'there's something different about her' don't you guys get?" I snapped back.

"She isn't different enough to risk our secret getting out, Paul." David groaned, "She still knows where we live too. Remember what happened last time?" The thought brought back memories. Some of the memories good, others, bad.

Star was all over David when we first brought her to the cave, and everyone thought it was a riot to have a girl around. She would come to see him in perfect time for the sun to go down, and David would kick us out for the night…But what David didn't know didn't hurt him. One night while David was out, she stopped by. I told her he was gone, but hey, she wasn't looking for him. I guess you could say I 'kept her company' for a while. David eventually found out and I was in a shitload of trouble, but eventually he let it go and things went smooth again. Soon Star got a bit suspicious about why we wouldn't see her and the middle of the day so we asked Max about it. He said it would be okay if we turned her, so the next night David took the opportunity to give her our 'wine'. She trusted David, and with little sweet talk on his part, she drank. It was funny to watch as she looked at it with distaste after the first sip, but we coaxed her to keep it up and have another go, telling her it wouldn't taste as bad the second time around.

Life was a party for about a week after that, but when Star experienced her first hunger, it was hard for her to get by. She always pretended everything was okay, but she wasn't fooling anyone. The thirst even got so bad that she couldn't manage to make it out of her makeshift bed in the corner of the room. That's when David decided to tell her. Star wouldn't believe it and denied everything he was telling her…so he decided to show her. Her scream carried so far that I'm pretty sure you could hear it over all the music on the boardwalk, and without surprise, after she took in her first breath she passed out. David didn't care too much about it, and went to bed like the rest of us. What we didn't know was that while we were sleeping that day, Star woke up and went to get help. Mind you, she wasn't the brightest girl I've ever met, and would've thought she'd go to the cops. I was wrong. She went to the geeky comic stand and asked for help from the 'Vampire Slayers'. They were parents to three kids, and shouldn't have even gotten into it in the first place. Star told them where we slept, so they set off into action. Marko was the first to wake up, feeling a stinging in his arm. That is where he got staked, thanks to the fact that one of the hunters slipped on the rugged ladder. We chased 'em out of our secluded area, throwing curses and threats their way. As we were going to help Marko with his wound, you could distinctly hear Star's cries in the background.

"No! You didn't get them! They'll make me a monster." She whimpered.

"Too late for that one. I say we exterminate her right now! What do you say?" the guy asked his partner.

"Sounds like a plan." The latter responded. Screams and cries ensued from Star, but soon they faded off into the distance as time had continued.

The last thing I remember from that day was David saying, "Well, I've messed up." And us all agreeing with him. That was the first and last time we had a girl in the group. We didn't go after the 'hunters' because Max said we shouldn't orphan the tykes. Now the parents are all hyped up on drugs, but hey, they didn't come after us again.

"Paul?" Marko asked, and I looked up, the memories of the past fading away.

"Yeah?" I asked, shaking my head in my hands.

"This girl-"

"Oh, chill out guys." I said, waving my hand around.

"This isn't something to chill out about. You're too careless, Paul!" David seethed.

"Guys." Dwayne spoke up. David snapped his head angrily to him.

"What?" he snarled. Dwayne only grinned.

"Something's wrong with Paul." I looked to him incredulously.

"You've got that right." Marko snorted, rolling his eyes.

"No," Dwayne started, "our Paul wouldn't care about having to kill anyone. He could do it without second thought. Something must be really different about this girl." Together Marko and David's eyes widened to the size of saucers.

"You can't mean!" Marko gasped. "Does our little Paul have a crush?" Together, the three of them cracked up.

"Hell no!" I yelled out to them. Why would they think something as crazy as that?

"Hell yeah." David snickered.

"That's why you didn't kill her." He thought out loud. He seemed dazed out for a moment, staring at nothing in particular. Just as you could feel the awkwardness coming off in waves, he grinned, and looked directly to me.

"What's your problem?" I scoffed.

"What is it you really want Paul? To get her in bed?" Marko laughed.

"In that case…" David started, "She'll be dead by tomorrow night. What a shame, Paul's new romance will be over before it even starts." He finished. This caused continuation of the stupid laughter.

"Oh, come on," Marko said, "she doesn't seem that easy. I give it three days, tops." Louder laughter ensued.

"Shut up!" I called out. I was fuming, and soon enough the laughter died down.

"I don't like her guys." I stated.

"Hm…then why didn't you kill her tonight?" Dwayne questioned. After a moment of thought, I openly said

"I'm simply curious."

"Sure. That's it." Marko smirked.

"It is." I bit out. Won't they give it a rest already?

"Okay, okay boys. That's enough." David said. "Let's not worry about this…for now. We have more important things to deal with." I groaned. Max wanted to see us when the shop closed for the night.

"Well, isn't this going to be fun?" Marko sighed, standing up.

"He said it was important." Dwayne responded. With that thought, we headed off into the night, not even bothering with our bikes.

Brooke's Pov

I was abruptly woken up by the front door slamming shut. I jerked forward, and before I realized it I was sprawled out on the wood floor.

"Brooke? Are you awake?" Taylor whispered.

"I am now." I groaned.

"Oops. Sorry."

"What time is it?" I yawned, stretching out my arms.

"Almost two in the morning." She said quietly. Coming over to the couch, she sighed, and sat down. After a brief moment of moving my aching limbs I sat down next to her, looking on with sleepy eyes.

"What's the problem?" I asked, nudging her in the shoulder.

"I-I almost went all the way with Colin, i-in the truck." She blurted out.

"What? You didn't though?" I asked, surprised. She shook her head, letting out a breath.

"No. When you left, Colin's friends came over, so we stopped. It would've been a little...weird…if-" she faded off.

"Anyways," she said, "next thing I knew I was drinking." She lightly laughed. "The last thing I really remember clearly was Arilyn was driving me here."

"Oh," I said dumbly, "Who's Arilyn? She sounds like a mermaid." Taylor smiled.

"She might as well be one."

"Wh-what do you mean?" I asked after a moment.

"Well, with her blonde hair, blue eyes, sun-kissed skin, and oh-so bubbly personality, how could you say she isn't a mermaid?" she said sarcastically. Now it was my turn to laugh.

"Wait. Then how do you know such an angel?" I drew out, rolling my eyes.

"She's one of Colin's…friends." I raised a brow. "Let me explain!" she added quickly. "Colin is in a…gang-type thing. If that's what you want to call it… and Arilyn is one of the other members' girlfriends."

"Ah," I started, "so, are you and Colin together then?" It took her a moment to answer.

"I don't know." She confessed, sighing.

"Do you want to be?" I questioned after a minute of uncomfortable silence. She shrugged her shoulders.

"I don't know." She said again. "I'm supposed to meet them all at the beach tomorrow…err…today, at noon."

"Ditch 'em." I said simply. She groaned, frustrated.

"I don't know." Wow, that seemed to be her phrase of the night. "I want to make friends, for them to like me. For Colin to like me." She finished lamely.

"If you almost went all the way with him in the truck, don't you think he already does like you?" I said straightforward to her. Taylor's head hung a little lower than normal, and after a moment of no response from her end, I sighed. "Tay, go if you want to. I'm not stopping you."

"Will you come with me?"

"What?" I asked a little too quickly.

"Yeah…"

"No." I answered. Her head shot up. "I mean w-why do you want me to come?" I asked her, glancing towards my feet.

"Don't say no. Not yet at least. I have a really good excuse this time!" she smiled, looking my way, before carrying on. "C'mon, we have barely seen each other since we got here. Let's spend the day together. Come along, will you? If it get's that boring for you, you can go. Please Brooke, come along. You can meet everyone."

"Taylor," I began, "I just don't think that they'll-"

"Brooke. Do you want me to beg? I will. I really will. You've got to come with me." She rushed out. All I could do was stare at her. For her to beg would have worked when she was 13, but come on, she's 22 now!

"Brooke?" she questioned.

"What?"

"Come with me!" I sighed.

"Will you stop?"

"No! Please, come on Brooke!"

"No." I said flatly.

"Please Brooke! Please, please, please, please, please!"

"Will you shut up!" I questioned loudly.

"Only if you say you'll come." She answered smugly.

Before I realized what I was saying, I yelled out, frustrated, "Fine! I'll go, now just shut up!"

"Alright." Taylor nodded, standing up. "I'm off to bed. I'll wake you up when we need to get ready!" she sang, skipping out of the room. Groaning, I slumped back, heading off into another round of sleep.

Paul's Pov

"Boys," Max said slowly, darkly, "we have some intruders. They are killing on our grounds and may even try to reside here. I don't want this town even more suspicious then it already is with all of the deaths." We all sharply nodded. "But, we must be civil, for now at least. If they leave without any hardships they may go in peace. If not, -" he faded off, looking to us with a cynical grin. Looking around, he wasn't the only one to have it plastered onto his face. The thrill to hunt an 'equal' is rare for us. Yes, it has happened before, but not for years.

"Do you know how many there are?" Dwayne asked lowly. Max smirked.

"Don't worry my boys. Nothing more than you can handle; probably a small group of them like yourselves."

"Who says that we're worried?" I questioned, eyes glowing red. Max chuckled.

"Good to see that you're on your guard for this blood bath, or, in your boys' case, this game. Let them play all they want, as long as there aren't too many casualties. You can play right back." Max said with sadistic enthusiasm.

"We always do." David muttered, lighting up a cigarette.

"Yeah, and in our case, we have a secret weapon." Marko said smugly.

"What would that be?" Max asked, raising his brow.

"Paul. Hell, he's so annoying that he can pick them off one by one, or even wait for them to kill themselves!"

"Yeah. And if there are any chicks they automatically go to me too." I laughed. Marko's smile faltered, but only for a moment.

"I don't think that will be a problem. You've got that one girl…what's her name…Brooke?"

"Yeah, Brooke." Dwayne confirmed.

"Brooke?" Max asked. David waved his hand.

"She is of no concern. A meal, but nothing to worry about." Before I had the chance to tell David he was off, Max butted in again.

"Well then, alright boys. If the killing continues from our rivals, finish them off. If not, just play around for a while." We nodded at Max's order. With that information, we left, venturing off into the crisp, early morning.

"So what now?" Marko asked.

"Party." I said simply, pointing to a dying bonfire in the distance. The guys nodded their heads in approval, and we set our course. After a moment of listening to loud, rockin' music, and watching some drunken losers sprawl around, we locked onto our victims. 'Ah' I thought, as the sweet sound of unsuspecting screams filled the air.

Hm, so the intro to the OC Arilyn is a small part. Don't worry for those who feel that 247 different OC's is pointless and stupid, because her role makes me smile…if that's what you want to call it…I'll update sooner than I did last time. Promise!

Thanks to those who keep reading, Crimsonsky132