Disclaimer:I don't own lost boys or anything except Corine.I also don't own any of the stores companies or brands mentioned.

Author's note:This chapter is going to include a bit more bonding between Sam and corine and the next one will pick up at the bar, sorry if it's not up to snuff, i've had writer's block lately.

P. has come to my attention that some people think Marko is too OOC and that i should be writing twilight instead. Well all i will say is, i don't write twilight fiction cause i don't write sparkly robert pattinsons hiding in a forest with some chick.(no offense to or any twilight fans) And yes i understand that marko is a quite OOC, but it's hard to write for him and i'll admit i can't see any romance story working out if i just make him a killer, so here you have my reasons. Hope you atleast think the writing is decent. -RR

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(Corine's POV)

I rub my eyes and see...I'm in my room. I guess Marko found my house...but how did i get in bed. Ah..Sam probably let him in. I must've fallen asleep on the bike. Anyway i clear my mind and roll out of bed, literaly, and hit the carpet with a thud. I spring up and I feel...alive, for the first time in a long time. Then i realize part of my attitude is due to the time...it's 2:30 pm. Only a few hours till i can see Marko, I know i won't see him till night time, because of what he told me. So I mill around and kill time, reading comics, and talking with Sam. I finally get the chance to ask him about Alan.

"So Sam what's the deal with Alan. It seems like you two were becoming good friends yesterday."

"Yeah...so."

He avoided eye contact. He, soooo, has a little boyfriend.

"So...is there anything you want to tell me, maybe a certain change in your schedule, that happens to include your new little 'friend'."

"Maybe i do, so what."

I could see him blushing now, he tried to walk away so i grabbed on his sleeve.

"You do have a date don't you!"

I accused.

"Oh that's so cute Sammy has a date, so what's her name?"

Michael said as he walked into the kitchen where me and Sam were sitting.

"His name, is Alan and he is Sam's little boyfriend."

I teased. I couldn't help it, it was so cute.

"Umm...wow...you have a...boyfriend, Sam? I didn't see that coming."

"But you're happy for him right Mike?"

I punched Mike in the arm, warning him to be nice.

"Yeah i am, as long as you are happy Sam."

Mike gave him a hug and left the kitchen,leaving me and Sam alone again.

"So when's the date?"

"It's not a date...just a...um...okay it's a date. But do i have to tell you?"

"Yes because i'm your sister and i'm going to help you with your first date. So when is it and where is it?"

"We're just meeting up at the boardwalk tonight at the comic store, we're going to hang out for a bit then we're going to walk around a bit and just relax, okay. Nothing huge just something simple."

"Okay, so then if i can't help you with yours can you help me with something?"

"Sure, what?"

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"I can't believe you dragged me into this."

"What can't you believe, you come out to me and expect me not to take you here?"

"I'm Bi not gay i still should have some non-feminine dignity."

"Sorry too late, once you step in it can't be reversed, besides , you'll like this place it has some cool stuff too."

"I still can't believe you dragged me into a 'Claire's', how could i let this happen?"

"It's not that bad, look at this."

I hold up a metal skull and crossbones bracelet, supposed to be part of some kind of pirate promo, or something.

"Oh come on Corine it's a...actually it is sort of cool."

"I knew i could pull you in,*evil laugh*, but don't worry next store will be a reward for both of us."

"I don't know i'm actually starting to like this place...how do i look?"

He wraps a hot pink feather boa around his neck and puts a tiara on his head. We both burst out laughing, this was turning out better than i hoped. I quickly grab a few cute things for my room and for..Sam, and we check out and are on our way to the next location. The Holy Grail of my shopping experience...Hot Topic.

"Thank you Corine, for not taking me to anymore overly girly places."
"Hey you never know i might take you to get a manicure."

"It's fine for a guy to get a manicure..there is no law against taking care fo yourself."
I give Sam a big hug, and drag him into the store.

"Hey Corine look at this, your new 'friend' might like it."

It was a Pink Floyd shirt, i'd been trying to find it for ages with no success, I loved Pink Floyd too. There were only two left and looked just the right size for me and Marko, so i figured 'Why not?' and bought them.

Sam got a new notebook a music magazine, and a new hoodie. I just got the shirts and some hair dye, i needed to freshen up my color a bit.

"So should we go back now?"
"Yeah i guess, i have to meet Marko soon and you have to be on your little date soon, don't you?"

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We got home to find it empty, no grandpa, he must be off with the Widow.

I found a not on the counter from Lucy, saying they had gone ahead and were at the boardwalk. I helped Sam get ready for his date and gave him some money.

"What's this for Corine?"

"The bus and boardwalk, i'm going to wait here awhile, okay."

"Okay but remember to lock up and hide the spare under the beaver outside, Bye"

"Okay, okay, i will ,now go have fun."

I gave Sam another hug and closed the door behind him when he left. I still had to get ready and leave for the boardwalk to meet Marko, I guess I'd wait in front of the comic store again.

I was dressed in my new Pink Floyd shirt and had Marko's in my bag. I was also wearing a pair of not too baggy black jeans, my black converse and my trusty green army jacket. Just as i was fixing my hair, now newly dyed green and black, i heard a motorcycle outside. Well, i guess he had decided to come to me. The sun had set and it was already pretty dark. I heard a knock at the door and went to get it.

And there he was smirking, wearing his awesome jacket and...no shirt?

"Um Marko what happened to 'no shirt no shoes no service'?"

"Oh yeah, um, got something on my shirt earlier and had to take it off."

(Marko's POV)

Corine looked amazing, she was wearing a giant zipped up army jacket, which made her look even more fragile to me, and just simple jeans and shoes, her hair was freshly and Black. My two favorite colors.

I zoned out with a smirk on my face, and suddenlly heard her asking where my shirt was, i came up with the best short notice excuse i had.

"Oh yeah, um, got something on my shirt earlier and had to take it off."

I couldn't tell Corine what i had gotten on the shirt, i had fed earlier...to be safe, and i forgot a spare.

"Hmm. Oh by the way,Marko what do you think?"

Corine unzipped her jacket and I saw an awesome Pink floyd shirt, it was a bit baggy on her but it looked good.

"I think i wish i was a chick so i could steal your shirt...then again i would happily take it off you anyway."

I wagged my eye brows and backed up as she tried to smack me.

"Hmph! Well I was going to give you yours but if your going to be a perv..."

"Wait...'mine'?"

"Yep i got you one too."
Corine smiled and pulled an identicle shirt out of her bag and handed it to me.

"Consider it payment for being my tour guide...and you can wear it in place of your other shirt...i don't want any other chicks checking out my guide."

Corine whispered the last part but i heard her.

"Would you be...jealous...of another chick checking out your tour guide?"

I laughed, but her face turned a light shade of pink as she denied it.

"No..i wouldn't be jealous...just...i'd just be..."

"You'd just be what? Jealous, Envious, pissed off?"

I was laughing, just joking around but, She sort of...lost it, but what did i expect.

"Yes! Okay, i'd be really jealous and i'd want to kick their ass, even though i know you'd probably perfer every chick in Santa Carla to me, the insane one, the one who hides who she used to be by dying her hair a different color or pattern when she feels like just becoming someone else. The girl who has more problems than a textbook and more issues than a long running comic series. Okay,happy, the insane chick would be jealous,because she's completely head over heels for you."

She turned toward her door but before she could close it, I grabbed her arm and pulled her toward me, into a hug.

(Corine's POV)

I was...god i don't know what i was, sad, embarassed, angry.

I had just told him i'd be jealous, i just basicaly said 'I have a huge crush on you and wish you were mine even though i know i can't have you.'. I felt like and idiot and as i was about to make my dramatic exit, i felt someone pull me away and into their arms. Marko. I just stood there, i had half expected him to just leave but he did what the other half had hoped for. I hugged back, i needed a hug anyway. And after a moment he whispered to me something that not even one piece of me expected.

"Your wrong, I'd perfer you to any girl in this town...in this world."

"You would?"

"Of course, i would, why not?"

He smiled, i loved that smile.

"Now am i going to show you around or not?"

I Smiled and hugged him.

"Yes, please."

"Okay i think i'll show you the boardwalk a bit more extensivly, then the best bar in town, and then i think the last will be a surprise."

"Umm..Marko, a bar? I'm only 15"

"It's okay, your with me, and i won't let anyone mess with you, and no alchohal will be consumed, i promise, it'll be cool."

I thought it over, marko wouldn't let anything happened, he wouldn't let me drink, everything would be fine...right?

"Okay i'll go to the bar but you better be right."

"I am always right now put on a helmet and hop on missy."

He handed me a black helmet.

"A helmet...when?"

"I picked it up earlier for you, i don't want you getting hurt."

"Um..wow. Okay if i'm waering a helmet it will be my own."

I walked over to the shed/garage where my helmet was stored, i used to ride around with my old foster brother, until he...died, but i still kept my helmet. It was black and covered in purple roses and barbed wire, custom, as a 14th birthday gift. I loved the thing. I waled back to Marko, put on the helmet and got on the bike.

"Um...wow..awesome helmet."

"Thanks."

I smiled and he began to put the helmet on the porch.

"Hey, what's the big idea? If i have to waer a helmet, so do you. I want you to be safe too."

I threw in a fake pout, looking so childish.

"Fine but if i get helmet hsir it's your fault."

"Okay i take full responsibility for the messing up of your hair. Can we get going now?"

"Sure , sweetness and light."

I stuck my tounge out at his sarcastic comment and got exactly what i expected. Another spectacular kiss.

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