Bit long then the last :D

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I'll probably update every week or so, keep ya'll on your toes. Don't worry though, cause I already have it all finished (: so there's no chance of me not finishing this story somewhere in the middle.

Disclaimer: I own Claire, Lulu, Cheyenne, Rose, and Ricky...nothing else. So don't sue.

A week passed and I had more or less settled into our new life. Ricky was doing well too. Cheyenne and Rose were still getting used to waking up with an ocean view every day but they said they liked it. We all wanted to get out and down to the beach, and today was that day.

It was still bright out, so I didn't really have any problems keeping an eye on Ricky while I scoped out the boardwalk. Rose and Cheyenne told me they'd be on the beach, getting tanned. Well, they were adjusting to beach blond bimbo pretty well. I saw Ricky dash into a comic book store and followed. He had run off to the Batman comics and I stayed in the front, admiring the X-men comic books. I picked one up to read but then I felt a prickling on the back of my neck. Someone was watching me. Glancing around, my hand drifting oh so slightly to my pocket, and I sighed in relief when I saw it was only some sandy blond haired kid with a bandanna around his head. He reminded me of Rambo. He was watching me with eagle eyes though. He probably worked here and was making sure I wouldn't make off with his merchandise.

"You look new here. Haven't seen you before." I jumped and turned to see a raven haired kid, probably the same age as sandy, also looking at me with narrow eyes.

"That would be because I am new. Just moved here a week ago." I replied, glancing back and forth between them with unease. Something about these kids made me uncomfortable. Both kids looked at each other before raven nodded and sandy disappeared. I raised an eyebrow at them.

"Notice anything strange about the city yet?" Raven asked.

"To me, everything is strange about this city. Normal around here is a matter of opinion."

"Fair enough. I'm Alan Frog by the way. That's my brother, Edgar." He pointed behind me and I jumped when I saw he had snuck up on me, again, holding out a comic. I glared at him and snatched the comic. It was some sort of vampire comic book. "What's this supposed to be?"

"Think of it as a survival guide."

"Is it free?"

"Yeah."

"Whatever." I stuffed the comic in my purse and walked to the back to find Ricky. He was still sifting through the Batman comics at lightning speed. "Hey kiddo, see anything you like?"

"Yeah, but don't call me kiddo. Can I get this?" He asked, looking up at me with his genuine puppy dog eyes. I nodded and gave him fifty cents, and he practically ran to the counter to pay for his new comic. Edgar and Alan looked at him with interest, possibly because he was their age, but they didn't say a word to him. They gave me a pointed look towards my purse before I left though. Weirdo's.

We walked along the boardwalk, admiring the sights and sounds, then ran down to the beach. Taking a deep breath I inhaled the ocean air. It was nothing like I'd ever felt before. The ocean mist hitting me in the face, the sand beneath my feet, the ocean air swirling around me. I almost felt like I was in heaven. Beside me I felt Ricky take my hand.

"Hey, guys! We have a spot already!" Rose shouted from a little ways down. Her and Cheyenne had already changed into their bathing suits and I saw Cheyenne breath in the air as we had just done. Grinning I sat in between my sisters and watched Ricky jump into the waves fully clothed. "At least take your shirt off Rick!" Rose yelled, laughing. Cheyenne added, "Yeah, give a nice sight for all the little girls!" My laughs ran deep into my chest, making me fully aware that this was the first time I had really laughed since Ma died. Rose and Cheyenne looked at me, then joined in my laughter, our laughs getting bigger when Ricky flipped us off.

Dusk settled before I knew it and the lights of the boardwalk lit up the entire beach. Reluctantly I said we should go home, to which Ricky and Rose begged to at least stay to get an ice cream cone. Fine with me, I needed some sugar in my system. Cheyenne, as usual, said pretty much nothing while we walked, but did manage to give me a wistful look. I hoped that meant she was feeling better...

We found a vendor right next to the merry-go-round. The three of us sat on the bench just outside the ride and watched Ricky order our ice creams, he insisted. He always carried his switchblade with him so I felt more or less comfortable with sitting this far away from him. I looked over at the merry go round for a second and my jaw dropped, a gorgeous gang of punks were watching us, each of them with a raised eyebrow. I blushed and nudged Rose, who looked then nudged Cheyenne, who looked and gasped.

"Omigosh," Rose gushed in a whisper. That pretty much summed it up. Rose, being the most brave, winked at them and flicked her hair over her shoulder, giving me a nudge while she did so. Those boys had to be at least a couple years older then her. With a shake of my head I looked back to find Ricky, and didn't see him. My heart gave a start when I didn't see him. I stood up and looked around then saw him following a stray dog, a piece of hot-dog in his hand that I assumed he was trying to feed the dog. Grumbling I hurried up to him and caught him in an alleyway. In my hurry I forgot about Rose and Cheyenne, who had no idea where we were now probably, as they were still watching the boys I assumed. "Ricky! Get back here this instant!" I huffed, causing him to stop chasing the dog, who oddly enough stopped too, and run back to me. "Chill out Lu. I was just giving poochie here some dinner."

I had to hold myself back from rolling my eyes, so instead I eyed the dog. Poor thing. I wanted to take it home, but the alleyway was making me fidget, so I turned to lead us out. My heart skipped a beat when I saw two men blocking our way. The dog behind us snarled and barked. I turned to go the other way and saw it blocked by two more men. Shit. I slipped into hard mode and flipped out my switchblade, nudging Ricky to do the same.

I pulled Rocky behind me and backed up as they advanced on me. I couldn't see their faces, they stayed in the shadows for some reason, but I could hear them chuckling. "Hey girly, looking for a party?" One of them asked in a gravelly voice. The dog barked louder and came to rest in front of me, snarling at the men in the shadows. They seemed to stop and consider the dog for a moment.

"I know how to use this knife, and i'll kill you if you come any closer." I snarled, remembering for a moment all the street fights I had been in. They cackled again and someone seized my arm faster then I could blink. I screamed and flailed around but his grip was iron. Finally I growled and elbowed him in the stomach with my other arm, something he didn't expect. I hit the ground with a shriek and I looked up to see the dog still in front of Ricky, snapping it's jaws at everyone, Ricky glaring at the strangers with his knife held in front of him.

Suddenly I was flying through the air. I looked down in time to see a trash can hitting my own side. Pain shot up and down my body, blacking out my vision momentarily. I groaned and got to my knees, holding my side with one hand and my knife in the other. The gang bangers didn't see me anymore, they were all closing in on Ricky. With a growl I jumped up and sliced one of them in the back, jumping out of the way when he spun around, eyes blazing. I backed up, a fear in my stomach that i'd never felt before. His eyes...something was wrong with his eyes. They were red and yellow.

"That's enough, Joel." A new voice snarled. Everyone looked to the alleyway entrance. Four new men had shown up, one of them was blond and visible, the others lounged in the darkness, but their snarls and growls were present. The blond I saw was one of the boys from the group that was staring at me near the merry-go-round. Behind them stood Rose and Cheyenne, who both had their blades out. Cheyenne made a move to get to Ricky, but one of the boys in the shadows held an arm out to stop her.

"What's it to you, David?" The one who grabbed me at first snapped back. He was only a foot away from Ricky now, the dog had disappeared, but I think the lump of fur laying motionless on the other side of the alley gave me an idea of where it went. I inched toward Ricky, waiting for the right moment to grab him. The man named David briskly walked towards Ricky, ignoring the hisses of outrage from the men who attacked us, and bent down to eye level with Ricky, who narrowed his eyes, "Back off man." He snapped, flourishing his knife.

"Hey, hey kid, it's alright." David smiled what he probably thought was a kind smile, but I didn't like it. It looked fake. I narrowed my eyes. Who was this guy? I didn't have time to ponder that, since as soon as I moved forward again one of the men grabbed me around the neck and pressed me backwards against him, grabbing my knife arm in the process. "Fine, you get the kid, we get the girl." I felt him speak more then I heard him.

The other three who were with David all cackled, one of them appearing beside me and grabbing the guy's arm. I didn't see his face, a shadow conveniently hid it, but I heard him chuckling. "That's where we have a problem." He threw the guy off of me before I could blink. With a tiny shriek I fell to the ground, not being held up anymore.

"What's the big deal? It's fair this way." Joel didn't even shrug in the direction of his fallen comrade. He was still glaring at David, the same wild look in his eyes that I had seen on one of his friends. "Get out of here Joel. This is Lost Boys territory, you don't have any right to be here." David said softly, but firmly. I expected Joel to put up a bigger fight, but he only narrowed his eyes more and hissed, gesturing for his men to follow as he left. "This isn't over David." He promised. I blinked and he was gone.

Still in shock I didn't notice someone holding their hand out until it snapped. That broke me out of me reverie. I could see his face now, and he was grinning at me. His blond hair was curled in the front, long in the back, and he had a strange combination of a too-short wife beater and a bizarre patchwork jacket on. Slowly I took his hand and allowed him to help me up. "Lu!" I jumped slightly but recognized the voices as my siblings, all jumbled up into one, next thing I knew I was rugby tackled back to the ground. I didn't mind, I clung to them all fiercely.

"Thank you," I managed to say after a minute, directing my thanks to David and his gang. David smiled at me in the same way he smiled at Ricky and nodded. "What are your name's, ladies?"

"Lulu, this is Ricky, Rose and Cheyenne." I clambered back up, pointing to my siblings as I named them, and held Ricky to my side with one hand while I held out my other hand to shake David's. He looked at it for a second but took it and raised it to his lips. "Charmed. I'm David, as you probably deduced. That's Marko," He pointed to the blond who raised a hand in greeting, "Paul," He pointed to another blond who was leaning against the wall. He winked and grinned saucily when his name was brought up, "And Dwayne." David pointed to the jet black haired one, who was leaning next to Paul like he didn't have a care in the world. He nodded in acknowledgment. "Are you all new here?"

"Yeah, we just moved here last week."

"Looking for some fun?"

I raised an eyebrow. "I think we've had enough fun for one night."

David chuckled and motioned to follow him. The boys followed without question but I hesitated. I didn't want to walk out of one gang fight just to end up in another. I looked at my sisters for help and found them shrugging. They didn't see any problem with following these strange boys. Before I could say anything, Rose was pulling me along. "You need to have some fun. These guys did just save your life, the least you could do is hang out a little." She whispered while we were walking. I blushed, "I don't know what their definition of 'hang out' is, Rose. And neither do you." I hoped they couldn't hear us as we debated.

"They saved you and Ricky. They're good in my book." Cheyenne whispered, not looking at us. I gaped at her, but didn't have an argument for that. Out of all of us, Cheyenne was the best judge of character. She could look at a person and know their intentions, even their souls. I didn't know how she did it but Ma always said she had a sixth sense about that sort of thing.

Before long we stopped and I looked up, and gasped at our location. Back at Claire's house. How did they even know where we lived? I turned back to the Lost Boys, who all cackled but left, each of them winking at us before leaving. As strange as they were I felt extremely grateful towards them. They did save me from possible death, and then took us all home, without asking for anything in return. That in itself was strange.

"Oh gosh, they were so cute." Rose gushed as we collapsed on the couches. Cheyenne gave a nervous giggle and nodded, agreeing wholeheartedly with our younger sister. The image of the boys was burned into my skull, and indeed they were a pleasure to behold. Even David, who hid inside his long coat. Claire came out of her room suddenly, scaring us all, and looked at us with an eyebrow raised, "You girls look like you just saw a god and he agreed to have your babies."

Lol, I love that last line of Claire's. Makes me giggle every time I read it. You have no idea how many times i've revised this chapter xD
(Also thank you Meg for pointing out my mistake xD Dwayne has jet black hair, not brown. My mistake ^^)

Expect the next chapter either next Sunday or next Monday :D depending on when I wanna upload it lol

R&R please, homies? :3