Disclaimer: I do not own Laddie, Edgar and Allan Frog, Marko, or any other Lost Boys characters. Only Megan, her mom and her aunt.

Comic Book Store

That night, I dressed a little more showy than casual, wearing a denim mini skirt and a cute Snoopy shirt. I had pulled my hair into a ponytail, but it didn't look very good (my hair was used to more muggy weather, and surprisingly, here it wasn't muggy at all, just hot) so I hid it under one of my many hats.

Laddie was really excited about going into town, the complete opposite of me, but I tried not to crush his enthusiasm. I should've expected from his speech earlier that day that the first place he'd take me was the comic book store. "Alright, you go and look around for a bit, but don't go too far," I warned him. He nodded and sped off.

I shook my head and leaned against a wall, looking bored...which, I was. And that's when I saw the boy staring at me with a very serious expression. He had dark hair and was wearing a dark, olive-green jacket over a plain white shirt. I could tell he worked at the store because he was stacking comics into the counters from a box. I looked away, self-concious, and then felt another pair of eyes on me. Another of the employees, the same age as the dark-haired boy, was looking me over, too. He had thick chestnut hair, wearing a red bandana to match his red plaid jacket. I looked away from him, too. That was why I hated big cities- so many people, so many staring pairs of eyes. I was, by nature, pretty much a coward and I hated being in the spotlight.

"Megan! Megan!" Laddie's excited voice piped up and I glanced at him. He was waving me over to him. I took the opportunity to escape the scrutinizing eyes of the two boys.

"What is it, Laddie?" I asked, feigning interest as he held up three comics and told me these were the ones he'd been looking for.

"Alright, I suppose I could buy them for you...but you have to promise me that you won't tell your mom- we can't have her knowing I bought you these, right?" I told him and he nodded an affirmative. So I grabbed Laddie's hand and we walked up to the counter, setting the comics down.

The chestnut-haired boy rang them up- two other people were sitting behind the counter, asleep. Hippies, by their clothes...and probably the boy's parents. I tried to avoid the kid's gaze but some things can't be avoided for long. I grabbed the bag of comics and handed them to Laddie.

"Thanks, Megan!" he said to me and I grinned at him.

"Anytime, kiddo," I replied, ruffling his hair.

"Take this," a gruff voice commanded, and I looked up to see that the chestnut-haired boy was handing me a comic book entitled "Vampires Everywhere!" The other boy was standing next to him- both had unusual serious expressions on their faces. I smiled politely at him.

"Thanks, but no..." I said but he didn't move from where he stood. He and the dark-haired boy exchanged a glance.

"I suggest you take it...you just moved here, right?" the one with the comic inquired. I nodded- I didn't ask how he knew I was new. "Then you should take this...it could save your life." I blinked, not knowing if he was kidding or just plain crazy. "Um...okay? Thanks, I guess..." I trailed off, taking the comic book and stuffing it in Laddie's bag. We walked out quickly and I didn't turn around. Those kids were creepy, and I didn't want to go back there anytime soon.

That night, I lay in bed...and read the comic book. I didn't know why...what the boy had said didn't make any sense, but I was curious. So, I read through it all really quickly and then just laid in bed, contemplating whether the boy was lying, joking...or crazy. I decided on crazy before I fell asleep.

But, my sleep was filled with dreams of me being chased by vampires. Everywhere I looked, a vampire was crouched, waiting for me to turn my back on them so that they could leap and make the kill. And just when I'd given up all hope of ever seeing another day of life, the two kids from the comic book store showed up, punching, fighting, and stabbing the vampires in the hearts with large wooden stakes.

When I woke up, I expected to be frightened...but at the thought of the two boys defending my life I was instead strangely comforted.

Okay, new chapter, hope you all like it. No flames, please.