LOST BOY ✧ the lost boys fanfiction; [on hold]

TWO;

'He looks dead.'

Grandpa, a rugged individualist wearing old denims, Indian moccasins, is a lifeless form on the front porch.

'Can we go home now?' I whisper next to my mother. 'I mean, look at him.'

'He's just a deep sleeper.' My mother answers. 'Tess, be kind with grandpa.'

'Be kind? To what? His lifeless body?' Sam frowns and receives a punch on the arm from Michael.

Suddenly, grandpa opens his mischievous eyes.  While my mother gives him a big hug, I look at my brothers. We have the strange feeling of being in another planet.

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'You're beautiful.'

'Oh, shut up!' Sam fusses with his hair and his clothes. 'I feel like an alien. Look at this place!'

After we cleaned our rooms and talked to grandpa about what was our role in that house, Michael wanted to go out. I just wanted to stay at home but somehow Sam convinced me. Now we're walking across the beach, around the burning bonfires and I'm trying to hide my outfit with my jacket. Being summer I wanted to wear a simple short dress without people staring at me. Definitely not happening in WeirdLand!

'Stop it, Tess!' Michael tells me laughing. 'Why don't you look for mom? She's somewhere on the boardwalk!'

'Why? I can't stay here with my own brothers?' I answer looking disgusted at a couple sucking each other's faces.

'Not if you keep embarrassing us.' Sam tells me shaking his head and receiving a glare from me.

'Alright, I'm going! But don't cry when you don't find me at all.' I exclaim ironically walking backwards.

'That would be a miracle!' Sam answers laughing.

So I've been walking for fifteen minutes looking at the people around me. It's all so colorful but at the same time I have a bad feeling. I feel like being in hell and I can't find the exit door.

Totally lost in my thoughts, I accidentally clashed with someone else.

The first thing I notice is a pair of black boots. Then two hands covered by black gloves holding me. And when I look at the face in front of me, the world seems darker. However, not in a negative way. It's like being ready to go to sleep and turning off the light. It's s king of dark that makes you feel safe. But who was he?

'David.' Someone is calling the young man who's still holding me. 'We have to go.'

Suddenly, he smirks and leaves my arms. 'You should pay attention when you walk on this boardwalk.'

His eyes are provocative.

'Actually, I was paying attention. Maybe you were distracted by something else.'

But my eyes can be provocative too.

'How old are you, little girl?' He gives me a long stare and I feel self conscious once again, trying to hide myself under the jacket. 'Old enough to wear a short dress?'

'Old enough to know that I shouldn't talk to strangers.' I answer looking at the nearest shop.

'Old enough to be so beautiful?'

I look at him and stay in silence. I'm not afraid but I don't really know how to take a compliment like this. Was it a compliment or was he joking?

'Tess!' I hear someone calling my name behind me and turning around I notice my mother signaling me to approach her.

'Well, it's been a pleasure, beautiful Tess.' David smiles, his mischievous eyes never leaving me alone. 'Maybe another time you will be lucky enough to join us.' He motions to his friends behind him.

I look at his friends and then at him. 'Yeah, maybe.' And then I begin walking away.

When I'm next to my mother I have the need to look to the place where I met David. There's nobody.

'Who was that?' My mother asks me looking at a videocassette. 'A friend?'

I look at her and think about her words. She wants us to be happy. No more wars and no more sadness. And if being happy for her means living in this strange city, WeirdLand, a planet between Jupiter and Mars, then we have to adapt to our new life.

David - I just have a feeling - will be a part of a crazy adventure.

'No.' I answer smiling slightly. 'Not a friend. But who knows?'