They got to Zoe's house within 10 minutes, and she parked in her turn-around.

"If you want, you can just keep your stuff in the trunk, but here, if you want something…" she said as she popped the trunk. She then led them up her driveway to her house, where her border collie named Christine greeted them.

"Your dog is so adorable!" Laura said, petting Christine on the head. "Yes you are," she said to the dog.

Zoe opened the door and let the three of her friends in, followed by the dog.

"What do you want us to do with your presents?" Devin asked.

"Eh, just put them on that table over there," Zoe said. "We'll tell everyone else to put them there too."

"Hey guys!" Mrs. Pominger said, carrying a tray of cookies into the room.

"Hi Mrs. Pominger," the three said in unison.

"How was the competition?"

"We got 1st place!" Zoe said, placing her keys on a hook on the wall. "I'll be right back; I have to go change and do my hair. Hey, do you guys want to help my mom set up for the party?"

"Sure," they said, and Zoe went upstairs to her room.

In fifteen minutes, she came down in a pretty blue halter and a pair of jeweled jeans. She had brushed her wavy hair out so that her red hair hung down, and she smiled.

"Oh, you look so pretty!" her mom said. "Mark, come here!" she yelled into the other room. "Come take a picture of your daughter!"

"No, Mom, please…"

"No no! I want a picture! Get with your friends!" Zoe's mom said as her father walked into the room with his digital camera. "All of you sit on the couch."

"What? Why?"

"Because, it'll look cute. Trust me."

The four seniors sat down on the leather couch, Devin and Laura on the ends with Zoe and Chris in the middle. They all huddled together and smiled as the flash blinded them.

"Ok, now stand up and go by the fireplace, and put your arms around each other."

Again, they did the same order.

"Now a funny one!"

At that, Chris bent down in front of Zoe. "Get on my back," he said. Zoe did so, and he stood up quickly. Laura and Devin stood on Chris's sides, and they all made funny faces.

"Aw, that was a cute one!" Zoe's mom exclaimed. "So, how do you like the house for the party?" she asked.

"It looks awesome, Mom. Really!"

Zoe's mom hugged her and gave her a kiss on the cheek. "Oh, anything for my baby girl!"

Zoe blushed and pulled away. "Thanks, Mom…"

Mrs. Pominger scurried off into the kitchen and the four of them sat down on the couch, waiting for the first guest to arrive.

"15 more minutes…" Chris said. "Are you ready to be officially 18?"

"Of course! I can't wait!" Zoe laughed. "Tattoos, cigs, porn… You know, all the good stuff is finally legal."

The four of them laughed as the doorbell rang. Zoe hurried to the door to find that Kristy and Lizzy were the first ones there.

"Hey! Long time no see!" Zoe said to them.

They laughed.

"Happy birthday!" Lizzy said, handing Zoe her present.

"Aw thanks!"

"Yea, happy birthday!" Kristy said, handing her present to Zoe too.

"You guys can just go into the living room; I drove Laura, Chris, and Devin here, so they're all sitting in there." She followed her friends into the room and placed her presents on the table.

Within 20 minutes, all the guests had arrived. By 10:05, Zoe's living room was filled with many of her friends: Kristy, Laura, Lizzy, Chris, Devin, Steven, Mike, Jess, Isabelle, Blaire, Mary, Kelsey, and Paige. All of them had placed their presents on the table except for Steven, but Zoe didn't want to ask him on the spot where his present was, so she just ignored it. Zoe put some dance music on, and the 14 seniors all danced for a half-hour straight. At one point, Chris came up behind Zoe, grabbed her hips, and pulled her back until she was pretty sure she could feel a bulge in her butt. She was so used to the feeling, though, since they were such good friends and always danced like that, that she didn't mind it one bit. They danced like that for a song, and then she pulled away to go over to the snacks.

Zoe was shoving up some chips into her mouth when Steven came up to her.

"Hey Poms…" he said, tapping her shoulder.

"Yea?" she said, turning around wiping her mouth. "What's up, Sans?"

"Well, I was wondering, if you don't mind, could I give you your present in private?"

"Sure," she said, placing her plate down. "Let's go up in my room." She led him up to her room, having no idea what he possibly was afraid of giving to her in person. She sat down on her bed and patted it for him to sit down. "What's up?"

"Close your eyes," he said.

She did so.

"Stick your hand out."

She did so, and she felt an envelope being placed into her hand.

"Ok, open them, and open the envelope."

She opened her eyes and looked at the envelope. She took the envelope and carefully ripped it open. She looked in and gasped.

"Sans, you did not…"

"Pull it out," Steven smiled at her.

At this point she had tears in her eyes. "Oh, Steven, you shouldn't have!"

"Yes I should've, hence why I did. They're 2 tickets to a Sabres game against the Bruins. And they're right behind the Sabres bench."

She hugged him. "This is amazing… Wait, what's this?" She pulled something else out. "No…"

"Yes…"

"You did not… How in the world did you get 2 press passes?"

"I have my ways," he said, smiling again.

She gave him a huge hug. "I love this, Sans. It's so fucking amazing!" She hugged him again, this time kissing him on the cheek. "Thank you so much!"

She put the tickets on her dresser and they went back downstairs.

"There you are…" Isabelle said. "We were getting worried about you two!"

"No, we're good. He was just giving me my present."

"Oooo…" Blaire chimed in.

"No, it wasn't anything like that. If you really want to know, it was a pair of tickets to a Sabres game and a pair of press passes."

At that, everyone's jaw dropped except for Zoe's and Steven's.

"Well, I've known her for 4 years… I just thought it'd be nice."

"I've known her for 7 years and I've never gotten her something that big!" Kara said.

"Ok guys, stop talking like I'm not here. You can argue about this later," Zoe laughed.

"CAKE TIME!" Zoe's mom said, carrying in a large cake with the Buffalo Sabres logo on it and writing that said, "Happy 18th Birthday, Zoe!" and had 19 candles on it; 18 for her age, and 1 for good luck.

"Belle, you wanna turn off the lights?" her mom asked Isabelle.

"Sure!" she said, clicking them off, and everyone began to sing.

"Make a really good wish!" Zoe's mom said, poised with a camera ready to snap a picture.

"Yea," Blaire said. "Wish for some awesome porn!" This made everyone laugh, except for Zoe's parents, who just made disapproving looks. Zoe smiled and blew the candles out, not missing one.

"Nice blow," Chris said, nudging Zoe. Everyone laughed at that too, though the parents didn't quite get it. Zoe pushed the knife into the cake, and Isabelle pulled it out, since her birthday was next, and they all plunged into the cake.

As Zoe polished off her piece, she shouted, "PRESENT TIME!" and went over to the couch closest to the table of gifts. As her friends piled around her, each grabbing their present, she became very anxious as to what they had all gotten for her.

"I can't wait, you guys! I love presents!"