Only the Good Die Young Chapter 1

Foreword
A long, long time ago in a land not too far from here, there was a Notebook Jesus with a problem. “Oh dear Gods of the notebook people” she said “deliver me from the lies and plagiarism that it is Twilight.”
You see dear children this Notebook Jesus was a great writer like all the people of her race. She loved to write everything but her favorite was Fanfictions of her favorite novels.
One day while visiting her father in the land of people he introduced her to the show Roswell. Suddenly out little Notebook Jesus began to find extreme similarities between the two shows. Needles to say she was struck with grief had Stephenie Meyer stolen her ideas from the old WB show.
Yes.
What was the little Notebook Jesus to do now? She couldn’t possibly write with a stolen story could she?
So she that night she began to ask help from the Gods of the Notebook People. All of a sudden there was a huge flash of light and out of the sky appeared the famous muse fairy.
“Oh little Notebook Jesus do not cry for I have an idea.” She said waving her magical wand.
In an instant both the magical fairy and our little Notebook Jesus were teleported to the ancient city of the Eighties where the mystical VHS was kept. Only the wisest of Notebook Jesuses ever journeyed there.
“Go to the VHS little Notebook Jesus.” The fairy commanded and the little Notebook Jesus did just that.
The VHS turned on and began to show moving pictures.
“This is the Story of Lost Boys. Take this and write the greatest Fanfiction of all.” The fairy said.
The little Notebook Jesus ran home and began to write the greatest Fanfiction of all.
The End.

Okay so I want to start by saying I hope you all had a great holiday. Now that I said that I want to explain that I will be not counting the Twilight Fanfiction. The similarities between Roswell and Twilight are scary. The only real difference is she swapped aliens for vampires.
Now before you say “Well Harry Potter is like other stories too.” I know that but isn’t the exact same story.
So now that’s all cleared up we can start this story. This story takes place four years after the movie ends. Also in my version Michael uses Star to become full vampire so she is dead. Michael the joins the lost boys and Sam still lives with his grandpa but joins the Frog Brothers. Michael and Sam are trying to kill each other. Oh yeah and did I mention it’s still the 80’s? I just couldn’t resist.
By the way if you haven’t watched Lost Boys you really need to but you can get through this story without it. You just won’t get that cool feeling when you notice I used a movie line and you’ll feel like a loser.
One more thing this story is told both through the eyes of Michael and Sasha.

Chapter One
(Michael)
When all the light had fled from the sky and it was safe for me to leave I awoke. The others were still asleep which was good. With David awake I wouldn’t be able to do what I needed to do.
I crept quickly with my superhuman speed to the surface and pushed my bike far enough away before turning it on so the roar of the engine wouldn’t wake them.
I drove to the boardwalk avoiding the police there heading toward Max’s video store. It wasn’t a long time before I found it. I wait for the customer he was helping to leave before entering.
He watched from the corner of his eye making sure I was alone. When he concluded I was he turned to greet me with a smile? Max had often told me when we were alone like this I was his favorite child. I was “well behaved” he would say.
“What can I do for you Michael?’ Max asked handing me a red lollipop.
“I need your help with something.” I said flat out.
“Well what can I do?” he asked flashing me that smile that made you think he was just some sweet old man. If only people really knew.
“I talked to an old friend, Preston, the other day. You see him and his little sister, Sasha, were like my brother and sister before we moved from phoenix.”
“I see.” He said
“Well they live with their mom but she started getting sick. Well last Month she passed.”
“I am sorry to hear that. Do send my condolences.”
“I will but you see I was hoping you could help Preston get a job.” I asked shoving my hands into the pockets of my jacket.
“I seem to be a bit lost. I thought you said they live in Phoenix?” He asked
“They did but Preston thinks that Sasha needs to be somewhere else right now. So I said he should move here.” I said
“Oh, dear.” Max said shaking his head.
He then leaned in so that I would be the only one who could hear.
“I don’t think you should get involved with these humans Michael. You’ll only end up losing them.” He said.
I had figured he would say something like that. I wasn’t upset though.
I turned to leave but was stopped as Max grabbed my arm.
“But Michael if they weren’t human then…” he said letting my mind try to contemplate the possibilities.
“Then they won’t be.” I said laughing before running out and heading home.
Everything was going perfect.

(Sasha)

Moving to Santa Carla was not my idea. That was all Preston’s idea.
“We needed to start over.” My brother had said. “A new life somewhere else.”
I sighed to myself from the back of our over loaded station wagon.
“Sasha quit moping. We’re in sunny California and were gonna see Michael again” My brother called from the driver seat as if he read my mind.
“Damn older brother senses.” I mumbled crossing my arms and pouting like a child.
Preston sighed. “Come on Sash, don’t be like that.” He said looking at me in the rear view mirror.
“When I spoke to Michael on the phone last week he said moving here changed his life and he couldn’t wait to see us again. He even said he had something for us.” Preston said trying to change my mood.
It wasn’t like I was always like this or that I didn’t want to see Michael again. I wasn’t and I did.
Michael had been Cruise’s lifelong friend and like another brother to me and normally I was a really cheerful person. I just really hated California.
“Here we are!”
I looked out the window to find to find a small house with an overgrown lawn.
“Please tell me this is a joke.” I said opening the door and stepping outside. Preston walked over to me and placed a hand on my shoulder comfortingly.
“It has Personality.” He said.
“That’s what people say about ugly babies.” I mumbled to myself before walking away and heading toward the trunk of the car.
“Okay it isn’t the prettiest house but if I cut the grass and put a new coat of paint on it who knows what it could look like.” He said.
I tried to ignore him as I opened the trunk and pulled out a box marked Sasha’s Room.
“You can paint room purple.” Preston said taking the box from hands. “You have always wanted to but couldn’t. Now you can.”
Preston was trying to bribe a smile out of me.
So I gave him one. He didn’t deserve to have to fight with me. He was only trying to help me by moving here.
Preston took care of me even before mom had gotten sick. He was just that kind of person. All he wanted was for things to go back to normal.
“Can it be purple and green stripes? “I asked deciding I wouldn’t be upset any more.
Preston grinned like a Cheshire cat and pulled me into a bear hug.
“Things will be okay Sash, I promise.”
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It took us all morning but we managed to unload all the junk from the station wagon and put it away. With our stuff in the house it didn’t seem as bad. Preston even got our old lawn mower running in the yard.
I glanced around my new room which looked a whole lot like my old room but I liked it that way. The closet was of worn blue jeans and t-shirts with a few pairs of chucks on the floor.
My twin size bed had a purple sheet set. The nightstand next it had a little glass ballerina nightlight. On one of the walls was a small bookshelf held my novels and old sketch pads. The final touch was David Bowie and Billy Joel Posters that adorned the walls and the plastic glow in the dark stars on the ceiling.

I sighed and collapsed onto my bed.
Tomorrow I started school at Santa Carla High. I’d be a junior. I wasn’t too excited about it but after school though we got to go see Michael.
Preston walked in and sat up on my bed.
“Hey Sash.” He said holding up to cartoons up Chinese food. “I’ve got Fried Rice and Lo Mein.” He said giving me one as he sat down too.
“You’re going to like it here.” Preston said opening his food.
“Yeah probably.” I said.
“I just got off the phone with Michael.”
“And...”
“He said that the guy that took him in, Max, has a job for me at this video store.”
“Coolio.”
“Yeah and he said he’ll bring him tomorrow so we can meet him. Ohh and he’s bringing his brothers too.”
“Brothers, you mean Sam?”
“No. I asked the exact same thing. He said that he was talking about the other boys Max took in. There’s about seven of them.”
“Real Mother Teresa type huh?”
“Yeah that’s a lot boys in that house.”
“That’s got to be a dirty house.”
“Totally.”
“So did he ask about me?” I asked finally.
Preston laughed before answering me.
“Yeah he asked me if you still used that night light he got you when you were little.”
Flashback
“Preston!! Mommy!! The monsters are here!! Mommmyyyy!” I screamed for them as the monster man from the closet lurched forward. I could hear the pounding on the floor as Mommy and Preston came to save me.
“I’m going crush you like an ant in my hands.” The monster man said reaching out to grab my throat in his clawed hand.”
I shut my eyes tight and screamed again. “Moommmyyy!”
The door flung open and light began to fill the room. I opened my eyes as monster man disappeared and mommy pulled into her arms.
I was still crying though.
“Shh, Sasha dear it’s okay I’m here.” She said brushing my hair with her fingers until I stopped crying.
Preston stood at the door. Michael stood behind him. I forgot he was staying over and I felt bad for making Preston come up now.
I got out of mommy’s arms and went over to Preston.
“I’m sorry I didn’t mean to make you come up here.” I said
Preston smiled. “It’s okay just try not close the door all the way next time ok.”
There wasn’t a nicer brother than Preston in the whole wide world.
“Don’t be upset I still get afraid of the dark too.” Michael said.
Except maybe Michael.
That night I slept with Mommy.
And the next morning when I was playing in the backyard Michael came over with a present.
“This is for you.” He said.
I opened it and there was a ballerina nightlight.
“If you turn it on when you go to bed no monster can get you ever.” He said.
End Flash back
I playfully hit him in his shoulder.
“You didn’t tell him I did, did you.”I said glancing over at the nightlight.
“Maybe I did. Maybe I didn’t.” Preston said joking.
I hit him again.
“No I didn’t stop hitting me.” He said laughing.
“Better not have.” I said before returning to my food.
We fished our dinner in almost silence and afterwards Preston kissed me goodnight and took the empty containers away.
I change into a t-shirt and shorts and went to bed but not before turning on my nightlight.
(Michael)
I sat in front of a fire pit watching Paul and Marko go head to head about who had landed the first kill that night.
“My girl was dead while you were still grabbing yours.”
“No way man.”
I laughed to myself this was my family.
“Ehh Mikey whose chick was dead first me or Paul’s.” Marko called from across the room.
“Neither, mine was dead way before wither of yours.”
“What?!” They both screamed in unison.
I could hear David and Dwayne cackling from the shadows before they emerged in to the light David in his wheelchair and Dwayne pushing him toward me.
“Good one Mikey” David said as Dwayne parked him next me.
“Whatever man.” Marko said plopping down into chair.
Dwayne and Paul soon followed suit and joined the rest of us around the fire.
“So Michael who’s the guy you got a job at Max’s.” David asked knowingly.
I had no idea how he knew about that but David had his ways.
“He is just an old friend from Phoenix who moved here.” I said pretending I wasn’t freaked that he knew.
I reached into my back pocket and pulled out my wallet. The guys watched as I searched through the nearly empty wallet until I found a small picture. It was a photo taken at Sasha’s 10th birthday. It was Sasha me and Preston.
Flashback
“Go and sit Preston lap Sasha.” Her mom yelled. Sasha skipped forward in her bright green party dress and sat down on her big brothers lap smiling the whole way.
I don’t think she ever stopped smiling.
I was sitting next Preston and was going to leave so the picture could be taken.
“No stay Michael. Please?” She said sticking out her bottom lip.
“Dude how can you say no to that.” Preston said laughing.
“Go ahead Michael slide over.” Sasha’s Mom said.
Flashback End
David grabbed the photo from my hand and scanned it over smirking to himself in true David fashion. “What’s her name?” He asked.
“Sasha and she is off limits David. I’m serious. Do. Not. Touch. Her.” I said.
David threw up his hands in a mock surrender. “Relax Michael, I won’t touch her. She isn’t even my type.”
I took David’s promise as serious you could take anything David said.
“Here” He yelled before he tossed the picture to Dwayne.
He looked over the picture before passing it Marko who passed to Paul then Laddie and back to me. I put it away.
“She’s a cute kid.” Dwayne said.
“She’s like my baby sister. She use to follow me around everywhere.”
“How old is she now?” Dwayne asked.
“Well I should be 19 so she is...” I paused to do the math.
“Use your fingers Michael.” Marko said snickering.
“Shut it.” Dwayne snapped at Marko before turning his attention back to me.
“She’s 16, a junior, now.” I said.
“Hmm.” Dwayne paused before disappearing and soon there was the roar of a bike on the surface.
David laughed. “She isn’t my type but Dwayne that’s a neither story.”
A small growl escaped my throat only to have daid howl louder with laughter. I wasn’t worried about Dwayne he was the only one of us with a shred of self control. I wasn’t worried at all.