The Flames in Their Dead Hearts...

Ok, so this story is loosly based on my DR self and going to the Lost Boys. I haven't shifted yet, but this is how I hope it will turn out. I think this will also help me visualize! The story will be changed a bit so it can give more of a story than how I want my DR to be.
My name is Amber, I don't have a last name though, just had to get rid of it I suppose. I'm 18 and living in Santa Carla, like all the other kids and misfits who don't have anywhere to go. I want to be an artist, and live here for the rest of my life. I don't give a fuck how dangerous it is, being that we live in the "murder capital of the world". I thrive on my own, I'm not interested in falling in love. After my girlfriend, Crystal, cheated on me, and my parents died, I decided to stop caring for anyone.