A/N: As much as I wish I were, I am not Stephenie Meyer and none of these characters belong to me.
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It had been nearly two weeks since the other human rebels had stayed here. They said they'd be leaving soon, but Jeb had said, "Aw, but you at least gotta stay for Wanda's birthday party! She's gonna be a grown woman of 18 and she'd just love it if you were there for her! Right, Wanda?" He then nudged me with his elbow, forcing me to speak.

"Um, if it's not a bother, I really would like it if you stayed," I said quickly. I was always nervous around the human rebels. Even after two weeks.

"Your birthday party? Yeah, I guess we could stay for a bit longer," Nate said. Although I could tell the red-haired lady didn't agree, she didn't say anything.

I smiled then walked off. Although I was not on good terms with that red-haired lady, I was quite friendly with Burns. He had told me that her name was Lissie. It was a nickname for Elizabeth. The same problem with Lacey was brought to mind. Such a sweet name and yet the person named was not sweet.

Ian, Mel, Jared, and Jamie were on a raid for "food" but I already knew what they were going to get. My birthday was tomorrow and they were planning a party. No fanfare, of course. But without Ian nor Jamie here, this was going to be a boring day.

I opened my eyes to that beautiful face that never ceased to make me smile. I was staring into his deep blue eyes--so close to my face. He closed the space between us and kissed me oh, so softly.

His smile was as sweet as his voice when he said, "Happy birthday."

I smiled in return and replied with a "thank you."

"And now it's time to announce it to the rest of the world!" he said with excitement.

That didn't make me so happy. But with Ian, the smile just wouldn't stay off my face. He pulled me to my feet just as the door quickly flung open (They did knock first. You wouldn't think them rude, now?). I was already recieving my birthday guests.

"HAPPY BIRTHDAY, WANDA!" Jamie shouted so loudly I might've lost all sound in my ears before I got to everyone else's birthday comments.

"Oh. Thank you, Jamie-"

"Do you want us to sing to you!?" Jamie said while jumping up and down now. He was extremely enthusiastic about this. Melanie smiled at him with such tender only a big sister could have. Jared had a small envelope in his hand and he wore a brilliant smile today. I knew he was only smiling because it was my birthday. Don't dwell on it, Wanda, I told myself. Get back to the question.

"Sing?" I asked.

"Oh yeah, this is your first birthday, huh, Wanda? Well, we're going to do this right! Ian, get over here!" Jamie said.

What was going on?

"On 3?" Jamie said to everyone.

What was happening on 3!?

"1...2...3!"

The four of them sucked in a breath and sang. I was stiff with shock.

"Happy birthday to you! Happy birthday to you! Happy birthday, dear Wanda, happy birthday to you!" they all sang with a smile on their face. Jamie sang the loudest of them all. I had to laugh at that.

"So how was it, Wanda?! Did you like it, Wanda, did you?!" Jamie shouted with a smile still wide on his face.

"We're terrible singers aren't we?" Ian said as he walked back to his place by my side.

"You're not horrible singers! That was weird, but I liked it!" I said with a laugh.

"Well, you better have liked it! We set up a lot of things for you Wanda, but I'd have to say singing was the worst part! I'm a horrible singer, so I sang to you here, little birthday girl," Melanie said as she patted my hair (currently messed up, but I didn't care).

"What did I tell you, Mel? The only reason it's weird is because no one's ever sang to me. I've also never lived a year and then have it celebrated to me. You may do it on a yearly basis, but I've never done this before. Honestly, this feels so very weird." I quickly looked up, hoping I hadn't hurt anyone's feelings. They chuckled when they saw my guilty expression. Obviously, I hadn't hurt anyone.

"Well there's plenty more weirdness where that came from!" Ian said as he lead me to the game room.

When we stepped in, I had to make a double look.
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A/N: If I write chapter 5, then I know I'll simply have to finish the rest. I wouldn't want all that hard work to go to waste, so if you consider reading, I'll consider writing.

~Twi-Hoster Girl.