A/N: NO IDEA WHY I WROTE THE FIRST CHAPTER IN FIRST PERSON. I HATE FIRST PERSON. Anyway..YES. FINALLY, MY WRITER'S BLOCK IS GOING AWAY! Sorry if it's a little sloppy/all over the place.. But, Please enjoy!

I was at that same park again. Nighttime, and it was raining. Pouring, even. I don't remember where I was going or came from, and the tiny white dress I wore wasn't enough to keep me warm from the cold storm. My arms are wrapped around me, my long wavy hair is soaked.

The next thing I see is the same vampire who saved me last night, his expensive looking clothes soaked to the brim. His thick, platinum locks soaking wet. He appears in front of me, pulling me to him. I feel the rain come down harder and the next thing I know he has me up against a tree, kissing my chest and neck. His icy blue eyes capturing me frozen. I feel a desire again...

"Eric..."
Is all I could say, my lips trembling.

"I come for what is mine ."
He replies with a smirk.

We kiss deeply. I rip his shirt and he pulls off my dress. His fangs are embedded in my neck, and they feel so good. My bright red blood rushes down my already exposed breasts, staining my ripped white dress. I feel his bare body up against mine, and he starts to enter me. . .

As things were starting to feel perfect, Hana awoken, staring blankly at her bedroom ceiling. Her panties were moist, and her body was a bit sweaty. Though she couldn't help but smile, not really surprised at her sexual dream. "Another lovely effect he forgot to tell me about?" Hana thought to herself while blushing lightly, but it wasn't too surprising.

Her emerald green eyes glanced at the large digital clock on her knight stand. "1:18 PM" it read. She laughed lowly to herself, sleeping in like she used to, but it didn't matter. It was Thursday today, meaning Aunt Maureen had work. She sighed, wishing Eric were there by her side. "I want to see him again.." The tall brunette thought to herself.

"Mleh.. How stupid am I? It's broad daylight. Everyone knows vampires sleep during the day.."
She said aloud to herself, yawning lowly before dragging herself out of bed.

Standing at an adequate height of 5'6", Hana glanced at herself in the mirror that reflected a side view of her and her bed. Deciding to get dressed, she walked over to it, opening the mirror accordian-like doors, picking out an outfit from the large closet. A crimson red spaghetti strap top caught her attention. It had frills at the top, which she liked most about it.

She then grabbed a pair of her favorite light blue shorts, and black lace bra and pantie set without missing a beat. Slipping out of her short pink nightgown, she got dressed in no time. It was nice for her to take her time, and it felt good to get dressed in front of mirror ever since she joined a gym. Her body issues ceased from existence. With a toned hourglass figure, she knew she didn't have a right to complain.

She ran to the bathroom down the hall. She brushed her teeth and straightened her long hair. After washing up and spraying on a good amount of Dove deodorant, she applied some eye makeup and lip gloss. Hana walked downstairs to the kitchen to make herself some breakfast. "Maybe if I go to Sam's bar, it'll cure my boredom. It was going to be where I'd work after all." She thought. But she wondered, how would she get there? and where the hell is it? As she passed the dining room, Hana found a note on the table.

"In case you're curious about the job at Merlotte's, here's Sam's number.
I'll be home at around 6 tonight. Love Aunt Maureen- "

"Well, that's convenient!"
Hana mumbled to herself.

She called the number up from her cellphone, not too sure of what to say exactly. Sam answers. They small talk for a bit, then she asked if he could pick her up to bring her over to check out the place. He didn't mind, and said he'll be here in about an hour. After making herself some oatmeal and cleaning up, Hana headed back to her room to grab her purse.

It wasn't long before Sam showed up. Hearing a single beep of the truck's horn outside her window, Hana
quickly put on her "Kim Kardashian" shades and slipped on her black 1 and a 1/2 inch wedge sandals, heading downstairs and out the door. Walking up to his blue pick up truck, she stepped into the truck's front seat. He greeted her with his perfect smile, patting the seat before she sat down.

"My, you're lookin' gorgeous today, Hana. What's the occasion?"
Sam complimented.

"Really? Haha. Thank you. I just like leaving the house presentable is all.."
Hana replied with a casual smile.

"Mm, well, that's always a good thing. and Hana...what happened here?""
Sam spoke, lightly placing his fingertips above her knee, gesturing the the small bruise.

"Oh, uhm...I just went for a walk last night and tripped.
I'm pretty clumsy in the dark it would seem.."
She replied, trying not to sound panicked.

"Well I'm glad that's all it is, darlin'. If anyone ever laid a hand on you,
know that you can always count on me to take care of em'."
Sam said through a seemingly flirtatious smile.

She nodded and laughed with him about it. Though he was being flirtatious, he was still in all a respectful man, she had to give him that. Not once did his eyes linger to her quite noticable cleavage line. In her opinion, you can know a good man by the way he looks you in the eye, not your breasts.

The pick up truck began to drive away from the house and onto the road. Hana looked out her window, admiring the neighboring properties. They ranged from simple little houses, to large lands with pools or ponds in the backyard. Lousiana really is an interesting place, Minus potential encounters of critters and bugs, Bon temps had a lot of charm.

"When we get to the bar, you can whatever nice cold drink you care for, on the house."
Sam said to her kindly.

"Well then, a Watermelon Wine Cooler sounds nice!"
Hana teased, testing him to see if he remembered her age.

"Sure.. But, wait...only if you promise not to tell your aunt."
Sam said with a grin.

"Haha, so you do remember I'm only 19."
She said, being impressed.

"Heh, Just now, I'll confess. But sure, I'll make sure you're content with your beverage,
if you're serious about the wine cooler."
Sam spoke with a friendly smile.

"Aww, that's ok. I wasn't entirely serious anyway! I'm content with a peach snapple."
Hana replied modestly.

Before she knew it, they started to pull up to the place. On the awning in big red letters read "Merlotte's bar & grill" The windows were tinted, and from the outside, the place looked decently big.

"Ready to go, sweetie?"
Sam asked.

"Yep!"
Hana replied, eager to see the inside of Merlotte's.

Hana let Sam walk in front of her, and of course he held the door like any gentleman would. She entered the establishment slowly, kind of nervous and excited to soon be working again. She hasn't worked in over 2 years, so if she wasn't getting her music done, working satisfied her up and about energy she had during the day. Sam soon lead her to a long bar counter. An attractive black woman was behind the counter, situating bottles and glasses. Once the woman spotted Sam, she greeted him casually. Her voice was full of personality and spirit, and something about her attitude really intrigued anyone. Hana had a good feeling she was going to become good friends with this spunky woman.

"Who's the lady friend, Sammy?"
She asked, glancing at Hana.

"Oh, this is Maureen's niece, Hana. She's gonna work here part time, So try to be nice, Tara. I'll be in my office if you girls need me."
He said with a grin, walking away from the women to leave them alone for a bit.

"Nice to meet you, Hana. Don't listen to Sam. I'm an angel!"
Tara said to Hana with an adorable smile.

"Likewise, Tara. And don't worry, I'll take your word for it, girl.
You look like an angel with that glowing skin of yours."
Hana replied sweetly. Her bi-sexuality made it hard not to flirt a little with her new friend.

"Haha! Girl! If you were a guy, I would've fell head first for that one."
Tara said through a feminine chuckle.

"Too bad, right?"
Hana partially joked, laughing along with her.

"Aw, if I may ask..."
She started to speak lower, leaning in close to Hana.

"Are you a lesbian? I mean, uh, I respect you in every way! I don't hate on gays or nothin'..
In fact, my cousin's gay...but, I'm just wondering, you know.."
Tara asked, entirely serious, trying her hardest not to offend.

"Haha! No way! But I do swing both ways, I confess. Sorry if I'm creeping you out..
My flirting is habitual when I see a beautiful woman."
Hana replied honestly, a light blush flushing her pale white face.

"No way, girl! I was just curious. I'm perfectly fine with it! If you were a guy, it would eventually get on my nerves, but you're alright! If it makes you feel any better, I've thought about swinging the other way several times. I'm sure every 'straight' girl has."
Tara replied sweetly, fixing her a peach snapple in a tall glass on ice.

"That's good to know. I get you. and you get me. Nothing better than that, right?"
Hana said with a giggle, sipping her drink.

"You sure are talkin' a lot to this here stranger, Tara. Are you sure you're alright? "
said the built black man came in from the kitchen.

"Lafayette, Shut up! She aint no stranger. She's my new friend! Be polite, will ya?"
Tara swiftly snapped at the man she referred to as Lafayette.

"Sorry, Hana. That's just my gay cousin. He don't mean no harm."
Tara said to her.

"Hooker, please. You aint exactly social to people you don't know. I just thought I was seein' things is all.
Oh, and, nice to meet you, Hana."
Lafayette retorted, then spoke more politely to the milky white brunette.

"Nice to meet you too, Lafayette."
Hana said to him, holding in her amused laughter.

"She's Maureen's niece. Sam said she's gonna be workin' here part time."
Tara said to him.

"Really? That's nice. She got a great figure too. I can see the tips
overflowing from her pockets and bosom."
Lafayette said with a grin, but sounded casually friendly.

"Do I see bi-sexual tendencies, Lafayette?"
Tara retaliated.

Hana couldn't help but giggle in amusement. These two sure were interesting characters. Taking another sip from her drink, she watched the two.

"Hooker.. You don't you know what you be talkin' about..I gotta get back to work..
Nice talkin' to ya, babygirl."Lafayette gestered his last comment to Hana with a smile
before heading back to work.

"I hope he wasn't embarassed..."
Hana said out loud, but Tara's smile gave her reassurance.

"Nah! We're used to talking trash to each other, it's all good! Don't worry,
I have a feeling my cousin likes you just fine."Tara spoke,
resting her slender yet strong hand on Hana's shoulder.

"Well, that's good then."
Hana spoke, finishing her glass of peach tea.

Tara went back to work, leaving Hana to herself. Before she realized it, Hana felt a large hand rest on her knee. She looked up, seeing a tipsy scruffy looking man, who looked like he had to be in his late thirties.

"I've never seen such a beautiful lady come round' this old place. How's bout I get you a drink?"
The man slurred, staring down at Hana's large breasts.

Tara was busy serving other customers since the lunch crowd came in, so she hadn't seen what was going on. Hana slightly moved away from the drunken man's grip, laughing nervously and attempting to politely decline his offer.

"Ooh.. No need to be feisty, doll.. I'm just tryin' to be a gentleman..."
He said with a drunken chuckle, wrapping his arm around her waist.

Hana frantically looked around for Tara or Sam, but neither were anywhere in sight. From a distance, A blonde waitress glanced in Hana's direction. She could hear Hana's fear in her thoughts, as well as the drunken pervert's.

"Oh.. God... I'm not even legal to drink yet... Where's Sam? Where's Tara? Oh. Do I yell for help? What the fuck do I do...?" Hana thought.

"Dang.. look at those tits... and those legs... I'm gonna get me some young pussy tonight! But why the fuck does she have to be so feisty?" The drunk man thought as he jerked Hana closer to him.

Without hesitation, the blonde waitress marched up to them. Her hand on her hip.
She raised her voice at the man fawning all over Hana.

"Scuse me! Get your hands off of her!"
She said with a growl, attracting attention.

"Mind your fuckin' business! Can't a guy treat a lady to a drink?"
The man yelled, unaware that the whole bar stared at the scene.