It's been a month since Spader and I got together and he wants to take me out somewhere special for our one month anniversary. I told him not to, because my birthday is in three days and I don't need a one month anniversary. But he won't hear anything of it. He's coming to pick me up in an hour, and I can't find something to wear. I must have tried on a million things, but I just can't choose one, you know? Plus, I have no idea where we're going. He said 'somewhere nice' but I don't want to dress too nice or not nice enough. Ugh.

My dreams for the past month have been relatively normal. All about Spader, but normal nonetheless. Nothing extra vampire-y weird. Just normal things, you know? Like one night I had a dream Spader was picking out a blue shirt to wear. What the hell kind of dream is that anyway? But I guess I'd rather have pointless dreams like that rather than vampire dreams. Right? Right.

God, I'm nervous. And I don't even know why. Spader always takes me out to eat or something. We've been together for a month now, and here I am, still trying to pick out something to wear. Then I have to do my hair…oh shit. I still have to do my hair! Calm down, Kate. I could be bald and wearing a paper bag and Spader wouldn't care. He's just that kind of guy. So, honestly, I have nothing to worry about. Yet somehow I'm still nervous.

After what seemed like ten hours, I was finally ready. And just in time for Spader. He pulled up to my house as soon as I came downstairs and rang the doorbell. I opened the door and welcomed him in a hug and a quick peck on the lips. I made sure to notice what he was wearing, and was relived that he was just as dressy as I was (which wasn't dressy at all).

"You look great," he commented, grabbing my hand and pulling me out of the house.

"You don't look so bad yourself," I teased, swinging our hands excitedly. He opened my door and closed it behind me when I got in and we drove off.

"I just have to stop by my place quick. I forgot my wallet and my sister's in town this weekend. I'd like you to meet her quickly," Spader said, going the familiar route to his house. I didn't want to see his sister that night, but I just nodded in agreement. After all, it was his sister. Why I had to see her tonight and not tomorrow I didn't know, but I owed it to Spader. He pulled up to his house a moment later and came over to my side, opening my door again. He helped me out of his large truck, and led me up to the front door. I had been at his house several times before, but no one was ever home. It was really weird, now that I thought of it. Spader stopped at the front door and put a finger against my lips. "Wait here, I just want to make sure she's not walking around in a towel."

"'Kay," I answered, watching him walk inside, trying to peek through the door when he opened it. I had to admit, it would be funny to see his sister in a towel.

Spader came back out a minute later and smiled at me. "She's fully clothed," he assured me, taking my hand and leading me inside. I expected to walk into the quiet house, with his sister there to meet me. What I got however was completely different. As soon as I walked inside I heard a loud "SURPRISE!" Everyone popped out of their hiding spot. It was just my friends there, but about ten minutes later people starting showing up and it was a real party. I mean, there must have been two hundred people there and /everyone/ knew who I was. It was absolutely crazy. They all wished me happy birthday and brought me a present. Two hundred fucking presents. Oh my god.

I had the time of my life. There were drinks (alcoholic, might I add), non-stop music, and bodies grinding against each other everywhere I looked. Including me and Spader. The party didn't start to die down until 4 in the morning. Spader starting kicking people out so it could be just me and him. He was completely sober. I, however, wasn't so lucky. I was dead drunk. It's not every day I get to drink (yes, I'm usually a goody goody). I giggled at Spader and I curled up on the bench in his backyard.

"Dat party was hoootttt," I said, my words slurring together. I leaned against him, a cold beer in my hand.

"I'm glad you enjoyed yourself," he said, kissing the top of my head.

"You know, I'm jus' glad dat I didn't dream alluv dis. I like bein' surprise an' my dreams usually ruin everythin' fer me," I said, spilling out what would usually have been kept secret. Spader didn't pay any attention to me at first, but when my words hit him, he looked down at me.

"What?" He asked, his eyebrows pulling together in a frown.

"Well, I have dese dreams, you see. I can see duh future (things dat are wayyyyy after dis moment), duh present (things dat are happenin' right now), and duh past (things dat ate wayyyyyyy before dis moment)," I explained, looking up at him and taking another drink from the beer.

"Kate you don't know what you're talking about. You should lay off on those drinks," he advised, taking the beer glass from my hands. But even in my drunken state I could see something in his eyes. Spader actually believed me. "Let's get you home."

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I woke up the next morning in my bed with the worst hang over ever. I was still dressed in what I had been wearing last night. I looked over at the clock and sighed. It was 5 in the afternoon. I slept away the whole day pretty much. I sat up, holding my hand on my head, the shooting pain almost unbearable. Everything was coming back to me. The whole party last night and how much fun I had. But I failed to remember that I had told Spader my deepest secret.

I got a phone call from him later that night. School's out for the summer now, and he said that he wanted to take me to his aunt's private beach for the day. I grumpily agreed (still not in a good mood) and he said that he'd pick me up tomorrow. At the time, I didn't know what I was in for.

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