Author's note: Here we are again, my lovelies! this is my third Lost Boys story, I actually can't believe it's my third, only this summer I was obsessed with the fandom and was never done reading fics for it, now I have two of my own completed and this is my third. Wow. This fic was requested by a Guest called LostGirl4eva who left some amazing reviews on my last story, in one she came up with the idea for this fic and it was so awesome I thought I'd give it a whirl. She wanted an Edgar/OC fic where the OC was Sam and Michael's sister, she is called Nikki (short for Nicole, the name is thanks to Lostgirl4eva who picked a very nice name if I do say so myself). So here is the fic she requested and I hope you I do you proud, your idea was amazing!

Nikki Emerson will be Sam's twin sister in this, but they'll be fraternal twins, which means they don't really look alike, she's about fifteen or sixteen in the fic. And even thought I love the group of vampires in this movie with all my heart, they won't feature as strongly in this fic as my others as Nikki will hang out with Sam more than Michael, she'll even have a lot of time by herself because I don't want to only stick to the parts in the movie.

So this little first chapter thing was actually to introduce you to the story and let you know some of the basics about the OC and how she fits into the story. However, a lot of kind guests left a review on my last chapter of People Are Strange, Vampires Are Stranger Part 2 and I never got to thank them because it was my last chapter and I couldn't PM any of them, so I'd like to thank anyone who reviewed my last chapter and hopefully they find this fic, a few said they would keep an eye out so hopefully this reaches those awesome people!

A BIG BIG THANK YOU TO…

Jaycee: I am so glad you loved it! Hopefully you find this new fic and enjoy it too : )

Cookielover: Glad you loved the story too, it means A LOT : ) and I'm hoping this one is great too, hopefully you find it and can let me know what you think!

Mrs. Ace Merrill: THANK YOU about saying the ending was perfect, that really meant a lot :') I will keep working on the ideas for the Stand By Me fic you've given me so much help and support on, a big thanks for that as well : )

Gypsygirll: I'm glad you liked the story : D and I'm so happy you're looking out for this fic! I will try and have Nikki and Star as friends because I feel Star was made out to be a bit annoying in my last fics so I'll try and show her in a positive light in this one and Nikki can have a cool girl friend to hang out with, that would be cool : D I promise to keep up what I'm, doing and thanks so much for saying I'm a great author, you have no idea how much that means!

Lostgirl4eva: HERE IS YOUR FIC! : ) I'm glad you loved the last chapter, I know, I'll miss Jay too :'( I love that girl and had loads of fun writing her! I hope you love this fic and yes Edgar Frog is amazing : D I will try and show a sweet side to him around Nikki (just have to go all fangirl, "EDGAR AND NIKKI FOREVER!" *cough* sorry I could not resist :')). Again it's no problem and I hope you had a great Christmas! I am slightly late ion returning the wishes for a good Christmas, so I'll go with Happy New Year instead : ).

Ciara34: Very glad you loved the story and its ending, THANK YOU! I hope you get a chance to read this fic and I promise to update as soon as I can! Yeah I tried to picture Nikki as a blonde and it just wouldn't work with my mind, so I made her and Sam fraternal twins so she can be a brunette : ).

Divvagurl: Thank you for your amazing review and I'm very glad you thought the ending was amazing and I hope you get a chance to read this fic! About the Emma Watson thing… THANK YOU! I always try to picture some actress that would suit the character so I can write her better and I couldn't think of anyone to be Nikki but she actually works! She's very pretty and suits being brunette I think, so thank you, Nikki Emerson now resembles a brunette Emma Watson : ).

Shelby: Glad you loved it!

Claireybear: Very sorry to hear you have a lot of problems in your life and an eating disorder must be tough, but I'm very glad that you think my fic was good and that it made your day, your review made my day so thank you : ). Yeah I like the idea of this new fic, Lostgirl4eva really came up with a strong storyline, so hopefully I do it justice and hopefully you find it!

So anyway, I just wanted to thank those wonderful people, now that I have done that, on with the story! So Nikki will resemble a brunette Emma Watson if anyone wants to have an image of the character in their mind. I hope people like this fic and please leave a review!

Disclaimer: I do not own The Lost Boys, all I own is my OC Nikki and any lines of hers you don't recognise from the movie.

I sat in the back of the car with Michael, my hair being blown slightly in the wind that was coming through the window. I stared out at the ocean and smiled slightly as salt water and fresh air filled my nose, I always liked the beach, never thought I would actually get the chance to live near one. Michael sat to my left and debated with Mom and Sam over what song to play on the radio, Mom would find a song she liked and Sam and Michael would tell her to keep going, I laughed slightly as she found one that was "from her era", we all know this is gonna suck.

"Groovin' on a Sunday afternoon." She sang and Sam turned to Michael and I with a grin.

"Keep going!" We all groaned at the same time and I laughed as she gave in and switched the channel to a more tolerable tune.

"What's that smell?" Sam asked and Mom took a deep breath.

"That's the ocean air." She answered.

"Smells like someone died." Sam complained and I rolled my eyes, turning to Michael who was looking at the welcome sign for Santa Carla.

"Honey, look, guys, I know the last year hasn't been easy, but I think you're really going to like living in Santa Carla." Mom started to give a pep talk but as we passed the sign we saw red letters on the back saying "MURDER CAPITAL OF THE WORLD". I turned back to Michael with raised eyebrows and chuckled slightly at his somewhat freaked-out expression.

"Way to roll out the welcome wagon." I said and he smirked, putting an arm, around my shoulders and tousling my brown hair which had grown wavy over the course of the journey. I always thought Michael and I looked more alike than Sam and I did, which was ironic, considering Sam and I were twins. Fraternal, mind you, which basically means we're not identical, which is a bit of an understatement if you ask me. Sam was a good few inches taller than me and had sandy blond hair and blue eyes whilst I had wavy brown hair and brown eyes, more like Michael who had curly brown hair and brown eyes. Sam and I were also opposites as far as personality was concerned; he liked comic books and watching MTV whilst I preferred novels and older tunes like Elvis. I liked to dress feminine whilst Sam chose to rock the I-got-dressed-in-a-thrift-shop-in-the-dark look. We were totally different but I loved him and Michael to pieces. We were all very close and hopefully this move would bring us closer together, or so Mom says.

A few minutes later we pulled into a small grocery store, Mom wanted to get a few things for going to Grandpa's. I was all for staying in the car when Sam opened my door.

"Come on, Nikki, let's take Nanook to stretch his legs and we can have a look around at this place." he said and I sighed before climbing out of the car. He took my arm and jogged slightly to the railings that overlooked the beach.

"This smell really stinks up the place." he said and wrinkled his nose.

"Not anymore thank you do, Sammy." I teased and ruffled his hair, he grinned and straightened his hairdo once again, the guy spent more time doing his hair in the mornings than I did!

"Shut up; is there anything to do around here?"

"Well there's a beach but I don't think building a sandcastle is your thing. There's an amusement park over there which looks really cool." I said and pointed to where there a ton of rides, a rollercoaster had some awesome dips and it looked like it would be amazing at night.

"Wow that is pretty cool. We'll go tonight and check it out." he said and I nodded, suddenly excited to go to an amusement park.

"Sounds great, I just hope you don't throw up on a rollercoaster, AGAIN!" I teased and ran back to the car with him and Nanook jogging behind.

"That was one time!" he accused and I laughed as I reached the car where Mom was fiddling with the luggage on the back.

"Mom, there's an amusement park right on the beach!" Sam said excitedly as he reached the car, Mom shot him a quick smile before looking to two kids who were picking trash from a dumpster to find something to eat. Nasty.

"Sam, tell those kids to get something to eat." she said and handed him some money; I put an arm around her shoulder as Sam went over to the teens.

"A Good Samaritan act has been achieved, Mother. Job well done." I complimented and she smiled.

"Thanks honey, you wanna grab anything in the store before we head out to Grandpa's?"

"No thanks, is it far out of town?" I asked.

"Not really, just a few miles." she answered lightly.

"Miles?! Damn I wish I had a bike or something." I complained, I wasn't exactly one for walking.

"Well I can give you a lift anywhere you wanna go, or Michael can take you on his bike."

"True. Can you take me and Sam to the boardwalk tonight?" I asked.

"Sure! I might see if there are any jobs going there tonight."

"Sounds good." I said as we all got back into the car and headed out of town, Michael got out of the back at some point to drive his bike to Grandpa's and I stretched out in the backseat.

When we arrived at Grandpa's I expected some cute little cottage with wild flowers and a porch swing, instead it looked like a garage sale threw up on it. There were tons of creepy animal statues around the place and I grimaced at the sight, suddenly grateful Grandpa never came to visit us in Phoenix.

Michael, Sam, Mom and I all climbed out of the car and spotted Grandpa lying on the porch motionless. I shared a look with Michael and Sam as we followed Mom up to the porch who was trying to wake Grandpa when we got there.

"Looks like he's dead." Michael said as we watched Mom try to waken him unsuccessfully.

"No, he's just a deep sleeper." she said, who goes to sleep lying on the freaking porch?

"If he's dead, can we go back to Phoenix?" Sam asked and I whacked him lightly on the chest, my twin never was one for subtlety. Grandpa raised his head to smile at us.

"Playing dead. and from what I hear, doing a damn good job of it too."

"Dad!" Mom scolded and they hugged. I looked to Sam and Michael whose what-the-hell? expressions seemed to match mine.

Grandpa stood and Lucy introduced us all to him, he seemed cool enough, but a little odd. I don't think he ever visited us, if he did I was too young to remember. Mom called him right after the divorce was settled and she got custody of Sam, Michael and I. apparently he had a good bit of room in the house and didn't mind us staying. I don't mind either, just as long as the outside is the only place these creepy statues are.

Well what do you know? The inside of the house matches the outside, more creepy animal statues lay around the big house and no piece of furniture matched another. I stood in the middle of the living room with a box in my arms, looking around the room until Sam and Michael came in.

"This is a pretty cool place." Michael said as he and Sam carried some stuff in.

"For the Texas Chainsaw Massacre." Sam complained and I followed them into the kitchen, setting the box on the kitchen table until I found out where my room was.

"Come on, Sam. give Mom a break." Michael scolded; Sam set the stack of stuff he'd been carrying on his head down.

"What's wrong with this picture? There's no TV. Have you seen a TV? I haven't seen a TV, Mike. Have you seen a TV, Nikki?" Sam asked and I shrugged.

"I was a little too busy admiring the dead animals around the place to notice." I said and Michael sniggered whilst Sam remained serious.

Right. You know what it means when there's no TV. No MTV." He explained to us like we were idiots who didn't know MTV was his life.

"Sammy, we're flat broke." Michael said as he lifted some weights he had brought.

"And anyway, what's the big deal? Why don't you try, I don't know, reading some half-decent books?" I said with a shrug and Sam pulled a disgusted face.

"Ew, no thank you. I'd rather do something entertaining." he said.

"What? Like try and see if your outfit could look any worse?" I said and he shoved me slightly as he made his way out to the car to get more stuff. Michael chuckled and threw an arm around my shoulders as he passed.

"You see the back of the sign on the way in?" he asked.

"Sure did. You think it's actually true that it's the murder capital of the world?" I asked and he shrugged.

"Maybe, maybe not. Perhaps you should ask Grandpa, if it's true I'll bet he has the highest number of victims." I chuckled as we made our way out to the car to help with more stuff.

A while later we had most of our stuff in and my bedroom wasn't half bad. about the same size as the one I had back home and a nice view of the back yard. I stared out the window into the wilderness that surrounded the house; it was definitely more than a few miles into town. I laughed slightly as I heard Sam and Michael making a racket in Sam's room and came out just as they were running down the stairs, Michael jumped down a few steps from the bottom. I walked down after and laughed as Sam begged me and Mom for help, but my laughter faded as they opened two sliding doors. I walked over to where they stood frozen in front of a room with lots of dead animals and shit in it.

"What the-" I began as I reached Sam's shoulder but a stern voice cut me off.

"Rules! We got some rules around here." Grandpa said and waved us into the kitchen with him where he set a box down. He opened the fridge and Sam leant on the door as Michael and I stood over at the window. Michael tapped my shoulder and pointed to some plants outside, I turned to him in confusion and he made a gesture of smoking something and crossed his eyes, I suppressed a giggle as I realized the plants must be drugs.

"Well it would explain quite a bit." I whispered before following Grandpa back into the living room, Sam and Michael trailed slightly behind.

"Hey, Grandpa, is it true that Santa Carla is the murder capital of the world?" Michael asked and I listened closely as Grandpa stopped.

"Well there are some bad elements around here." he said vaguely.

"Wait a second, let me get this straight. Are you telling me that we moved to the murder capital of the world? Are you serious Grandpa?" Sam asked in disbelief.

"Well, let me put it this way, if all the corpses buried around here was to stand up all at once, we'd have one hell of a population problem." Grandpa said and I laughed as I looked to Michael who pretended to look scared.

"Great, Dad." Mom scolded as she continued to put stuff away. Sam, Michael and I followed Grandpa over to the doors of the creepy room and I tried to focus on him telling us "something very important" regarding the TV Guide, but Michael kept pulling my hair or tickling my neck and Sam and I were too busy defending ourselves to really listen.

"… And say outta here." he concluded sternly as we went to shut the doors of the room, yeah like I'm going to be sending a lot of time in there. Sam stopped him before the doors were about to close.

"Wait. You have a TV?" he asked hopefully.

"No. I just like to read the TV Guide. Read the TV Guide, you don't need a TV." Grandpa said as he shut the door.

"That is some amazing logic right there." I murmured to Michael as Sam threw his arms up.

"This guy is nuts!" Sam said to us.

"Yeah, well, welcome to the Nuthouse. Population: The Emerson Family." I said with a pat on his shoulder as I moved to the kitchen to help tidy some stuff away.