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Seeing Eric again not only brought back all the feelings or happiness and even lust, it brought back feelings of hurt. I remember how devastated I was when neither Jason nor Eric came back for my high school graduation. Even if Eric never did have romantic feelings for me, which I feel that he did, I still would have expected him to come back to support me. And even when he sent me a hundred dollars in the mails and a sweet letter, he felt distant. And even for a few months after our summer together, he called almost once a week to talk to Gran and me even when Jason did not.

I never understood why someone as wonderful as Eric would be friends with someone like Jason. Even though we were good now, it wasn't always like that. I went through my first two years at Yale resenting him and hating him for the way he treated me as a child. I remember the first time Eric really flirted with me. He and Jason were seniors and I was a freshman. Tara had come over because we were getting ready for the homecoming dance. Jason and Eric both had dates waiting there for them, but they drove Tara and me there. I had chosen a black dress that I thought 'slimmed' me. Next to size 2 Tara, I was feeling really ashamed as we walked down the staircase to meet them. Jason blurted out "Tara, you look very nice"

He had no nice words for me, even after I had spent the entire afternoon getting ready. Eric said nothing of the way I looked, until Tara and Jason walked out to get into the truck. Eric then grabbed the ribbon on the back of my dress and pulled me backwards. "You clean up nicely, Stackhouse."

My face turned blood red but I managed to mumble out, "You look nice too, Eric." He paused a moment as we shut the screen door, and then said, "I thought they said that brains and beauty don't go together." I laughed a low, embarrassed laugh. "Don't kid around like that Eric."

"I don't kid, Sookie." With that, he grabbed my hand and said, "Okay Sook, whatever you say. Just promise me a dance." I nodded feeling butterflies in my stomach and we got into the truck. I was nervous the entire car ride there and Eric kept teasing me on the way there, playing with my hair and poking my cheek. He helped me out of the car and we all walked in.

Thirty minutes before it was over, I was standing alone in the corner wondering when Eric would claim his dance. I watched silently as he spent the entire night dancing with all the pretty girls. I only got one dance that night and it was with computer nerd Bill Compton, and even he abandoned me for some girl named Lorena.

Eric never mentioned not dancing with me. I just figured it was because I'm fat and he would have been too embarrassed.

I was snapped from my memories when everyone at the table stood up. Gran spoke up excitedly. "I know! You and Eric come back to the house and watch a movie with Sookie and me! I'll make some popcorn!" Eric grabbed Gran's cheek and kissed it. "Sounds great!" He said without looking away from my face.

I thought to myself what the first part of my plan could be. What are some sexy things? I thought about it the whole way home. Fake bj on a banana? No, too gross for him. Bend over in low top? No way. Let my thong hang out? Not gonna happen.

I finally settled on some tiny pajamas and prancing around in front of him. Nice plan, right?

We stepped into the door, and Gran went to the kitchen to start some snacks. Jason and Eric went to pick the movie. I ran upstairs to initiate step one of my grand plan.

Throwing my giant suitcase on the bed, I scoured through my neatly folded clothes looking for my silk tiny green shorts and my tank top. I looked at myself in the mirror. Bra or no bra? How far could I go without Gran or Jason figuring out what I wanted to do? I decided to wear a bra. I didn't wanna get too tacky.

I peered at myself in the mirror, flexing my leg muscles and admiring their tan. I lifted up my shirt and looked at how flat my stomach had gotten and how perky my breasts managed to stay. Overall I decided I owed Amelia the world and decided to call her that night to let her know my plans about Eric.

I skipped down the stairs and found Eric sitting on the couch alone. When he looked up at me he scanned down my body. "Hey." He sounded nervous. I wasn't used to that.

"Hey." I spoke back confused. "So, uhm, do you all choose a movie?" He nodded. "Yes, me and Jason really wanted to watch Ferris Bueller and we couldn't find it. So him and Gran ran over to Hoyt's to borrow it."

I smiled. "Great. I haven't seen that move in so long." "You want something to drink?" I called as I walked into the kitchen. He cleared his throat. "Yeah sure. Some water would be great." I got out two cups and got us some water before walking back into the living room. I handed him his cup and looked him in the eyes, smiling. He smiled and I managed to let our hands touch as I did. I sat down beside him and pulled my legs up to my chest. I looked over at him and his eyes were locked on my legs. He noticed I saw and let out a nervous laugh.

"Sookie, you're really something. You know?" I laughed. "What cause I'm skinny? The rest of me's the same." He smiled and picked a piece of hair out of my face. "I know. You've always been a great looking girl." I smiled but I could tell he didn't mean it. Gran and Jason returned, popped in the movie and turned out the lights. Jason squeezed on the other side of Eric and he scooted a bit closer. Midway through the movie Eric grabbed my knee and squeezed. I felt my face blush and I started wondering who was seducing whom. Damnit Stackhouse! Get back in control! I told myself violently.

That was when I took my hand and put it on his knee and squeezed. But then left it there. He seemed a little surprised, and looked over at me. I winked and lifted my hand and went back to watching the movie.

I started feeling really tired and the last thing I remembered was Ferris singing on the float as I drifted off to sleep. And I'll be damned if I didn't fall asleep on Eric's shoulder. How cliché is that? I wonder how Eric felt about it…

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