A/N: Hello lovelies! Y'all are probably surprise that there's another chapter posted in just two days! Well don't get used to it. I 'm just a little inspired to write at the moment, but if you want me to post the next chapter of this faster, I will need a motivation from you guys. My motivation is review, review, review.

Sookie and Eric are finally meeting on this chapter! I'm a little proud of myself because I finally put Sookie and Eric in the same room! ;-)

Still don't have beta though, so probably there's a lot of mistakes but if anyone interested to beta my work let me know

Disclaimer: As per usual I don't own the said familiar characters. Charlaine Harris is the genius who came up with them.

SPOV

I was probably between 9 or 10 when I wrote this. I smiled to myself, remembering how much I used to be infatuated with this guy. I flipped through the pages and glance at the other stuff that I wrote down on this journal. There's drawings and scribbled words of I, Lyzel, Jason, and some from my grade school classmates, and a few pictures. I continued flipping through the pages until it stop on the page where a picture fell out, but I didn't bother to pick it up, too caught up with the visual of my name being once again written with my newly improvise hand writing, but this one I wrote my real name "Sookie Stockhouse" and underneath written "Eirikr Norddman" crossed out, and replaced by a name, "Kailen Foster" I remember crossing out the name of my first crush after getting back home from another short vacation with Gran, Jason and Lyzel in New Orleans. Yep, my first crush was not a boy but a man, a handsome grown-up man. I giggled remembering how love struck I was, and thought it was love at first sight. Gran, I and my two siblings had stayed once again at the same hotel where I first met him. Eirikr Nordmann, that's what he had told me his name. The first time I met him, I remembered peppering him with questions and dreamily talked to him, even though I can tell that his really not paying much attention to me. After that meeting, I started writing his name every paper I got my hands on, that I got in trouble with Gran because every notebook I have for school has his name scribbled on it. Then came the second time I saw him at the same hotel. I think I'm only 11 years old at that time. Just a little over a year older since the first time I've met him. All my infatuation for him dissolved after I'd seen him with two older women perched both his sides. I remember blocking their way and introducing myself to the two women, then telling Eirikr if the women were his sisters, and got laugh at by them. Not by Eirikr though, he just gave me an amuse look and didn't answer my question. Then I seen a little bit of what the women was thinking, and finally got it. I run away from them, and never came back. "Correction" We still came back in New Orleans but I refused to stay on that hotel ever again and told Gran we stay in a different hotel from then on forward. I know, its f*cking horrible, at such a young age I read and saw things that is privy and shouldn't be allowed to learn at such a young age but what can I do? I'm still struggling with my telepathy at that time. Heck, even today I'm still struggling with my telepathy. It's just a little better now that I can put up a shield in my brain, even that I needed a serious concentration.

I was refrained from my reminiscing from a knock at my bedroom door followed by Amelia's voice saying,

"Sook, are you done and ready? Tray just texted me, he said their on their way."

I scramble to get up from the floor, toss the journal back in the safe. While I was putting back everything in order back in the safe, I answered,

"Ok, I'll be out in a minute. I just need to get a dress coat and my clutch. Would you like to borrow one of my coats?" I yelled out, so she can hear me from my room.

"No, thanks. I'm covered. I'm wearing the present that Lyzel got for me from Hongkong. You know the black velvet dress coat".

"Oh, yeah! I remember. I'm wearing mine too!" I told Amelia. But mine was actually not black but a soft off white color.

"Cool! They're perfect for tonight's chilly weather. Oh, I think their here!" yelled Amelia one last time before I heard her heels headed toward down stairs.

Amelia and I took one quick glance in the mirror to examine ourselves one last time, and then hurled ourselves to grab our mask, clutches, and our dress coats that Lyzel bought each of us from one of her shopping spree in Hongkong, and then went to meet the boys at the door.

When we reach the living room we heard the doorbell ring. Amelia and I walk to the front door. Look in the peephole, to make sure it was Sam and Tray before she opens the door. As soon as the boys saw us, their mouth went dangling wide open. They looked and went practically drooling in seeing the two of us. Amelia and I look and smirk at each other satisfied to the boy's reactions.

"Guys you might want to close that before a fly or something flew inside. Amelia quip to the boys.

The boys suddenly looked embarrassed by Amelia's teasing and quickly recovered themselves, shutting their mouths.

"You two look so beautiful". Sam and Tray said in unison, while ogling us.

We laugh when we heard them spoke in unison. I and Amelia also manage to say "thanks in unison, which had elicited with the four of us roaring with laughter and ending us with all smiling from ear to ear from our unified observation of how good everybody looks tonight. Then as if, I and Amelia were twins, had the same brain, we added and said "You two don't look so bad yourself either" then giggled. I have never seen Sam wore a suit before, and I'll admit he clean up really nice.

"We know that we can't chaperone you ladies the whole night, but now I'm thinking we should, even if we have to change in front of the supe knowledge impaired masses. You two are definitely going to be a trouble magnet tonight looking so scrumptious like that. Tray said then as if to prove his point he quickly walks his way to Amelia, snake his hand to her waist and pulled her for a kiss.

Sam went in and walk around me to examine my look closer. He surprises me by kissing my cheek and whispering on my ear.

"You look beautiful as always. That vampire better treat you well, because his one lucky bastard." Sam whispered to me in his not so everyday normal voice. It sounds really sensual that I don't actually know what to feel or say about Sam's action, and with that bitter sweet comment, so I opted in just saying a simple one word "thanks" and glance to Amelia and Tray before everything gets more awkward between us.

In my attempt to not to feel awkward with Sam, I had turn to my other friend's direction and immediately regretted it. I actually felt flushed when I saw Amelia and Tray displaying a very none PG, PDA. Correction! a really heated PDA. Tray's hand was now cupping Amelia's butt and kissing her feverishly. Amelia on the other hand, had wound her hands around Tray's hair and matching Tray's heated assaults on her. Sam had turn to face the other two when he probably notice my flushed face in seeing Tray and Amelia's heated make out session in front of me. Then Sam pretended to clear his throat and I too did the same when they didn't budge when Sam did it first. They seemingly not caring that their sucking each other's faces in front of us.

Amelia and Tray had finally stopped on their make out session not from our attempt to get their attention but probably from lack of oxygen. I rolled my eyes at the two of them, and playfully told them to get a room next time they decided to grope each other inappropriately in front of me or in front of everybody for that matter. Instead of being embarrass from their inappropriate display, they shamelessly both told me "what's the fun in that!" and to probe how shameless they were, Tray smacked Amelia's butt and she in return grope his and squeeze before they both wink at me and roared with laughter. I in turn just shake my head at their antics; walk out the door, the three of them not far behind, and off we went to the New Year's Ball.

The Lindgren's parking lot was already packed when we arrive at 9:40. Sam and Tray gentlemanly opens the door for Amelia and me, offering their hands while we came out the car. I grab my things and exited the car. Seeing a few people at the parking lot tying and already putting their mask on, before they headed inside, Sam offered to put mine, and I let him. I in return politely grab Sam's mask and insist in putting and tying it for him. Amelia put Tray's mask and then put hers too. While I was tying the ribbon on the back of Sam's head, suddenly my heart accelerated for no apparent reason. Tingly warmth sensation spread all over my body and I felt light headed. After that, the next thing I knew both Sam's hands is at the top of my shoulder and he was asking me "What did I said?" I in turn just mumbled an intelligently "huh?" because my mind is in a little haze and I just don't know what I just said or if I actually said anything. I don't know what happened, but before Sam had a chance to asked me again, Amelia already slink her arm around mine towing me to go inside, on our way, gushing how excited she is and how pretty the lights outside the mansion.

As we enter the Lindgren's mansion we were immediately greeted by Mr. Rivero, the 60+ years old butler of the Lindgren's or should I say the sheriff of area 5's butler. I like Mr. Rivero his always nice to me and with my siblings, but I noticed his a little cautious when Amelia is around. Anyway, so imagine my surprise when he didn't recognize us, he asks our names, when I'm positive that he knows us. For Amelia and I have been at this house fairly a few times now. Then I remembered, stupid me, we were wearing a mask! that's why probably he didn't recognize us. I showed him our invitation. After he had confirmed who we are, I told him Tray and Sam's name, our companion for tonight's event. He gestured for us to take off our coats to be handed to him. So Sam and Tray take their coats off and help us to take off ours, and then hand it to Mr. Rivero. I don't know If I just imagine it, but I thought I saw Mr. Rivero sniff Tray and Sam's coat before handing them to the other helpers around. Odd, I thought, and it's kinda rude if you think about it. I saw the helper delicately put our coats in the almost full long closet rack. Satisfied he finally fulfilled his duty he flashed us his brilliant smile and gesture for us to enter the familiar huge intricate double doors, where we can clearly hear the blasting of loud music.

I was so excited about the party that I forgot to put up my shield, so as soon as we enter the room I was immediately assaulted with the broadcast thoughts of the crowd.

Oh who is that? More hot girls!

This place is huge!

I wonder who's that tall hot blond outside? Suck's though, he already has a date! I would have let him suck my blood and everywhere he wanted to suck on me.

Shit! How am I going to be able to ditch this loser? I should have just gone by myself. Look at him is he epileptic!!? Why is he dancing like that!?

Look at that tight ass!

I wonder where this door leading? Oh. My. God!.......zzzzzzzzz

I heard Mr. Lindgren has a big surprise before the end of the night I wonder what it is?

Where to put this? Where to put this?

In seconds that I forgot to guard my mind, I had unfortunately caught all of that. Every time I forgot my mental guard, I hear too much than I care about, so I quickly slammed up my mental shield. I wanted to enjoy the party. Not go crazy with these crowds thoughts swirling in my head. I glance around to examine the huge room. The floor to ceiling windows where artistically draped with gold and red fabric that shape like a mask. In the back of it was, illuminated with projected white and gold lights. Tables are draped with an off white, almost cream colored fabric with a red tapestry table runner and complimented with red chairs with a gold trim surrounded it. At the center of each table stands an elaborately design gold tall candelabrum with long vine prongs holding the candles. Tiny mask were intricately placed in between. The lighted candles was actually not a real candle but an electronic one, but had the same effect as a real candle. Hmmmm…I wonder why they didn't use a real one? At the very back of the room is a make stage, drape in red and the background was design with a huge gold and red masquerade mask. The stage was currently occupied by a DJ who's clearly having fun showing off his talent by impressing the crowd with his mixes and selection of songs. But the stage was also occupied with instruments, probably for the mystery guest band that Mr. Lindgren usually hired as a surprise. Cool, I can't wait! I wonder whose band is it this year. The center of the room which was the dance floor was dimly lit; the ceiling was full with floating balloon lights in white and gold. At the center of the dance floor was illuminated with red, gold and white projection light that shape like a mask and in the very middle projected the current time right now which is 9:55. I guess it will display later the countdown for the New Year. It's really cool.

A quick hour had past. I had met up with our host Mr. Frederick, Mrs. Astrid, when I spotted them when we first came in. We chatted with them for a bit, while per usual being glared at by Ashley the whole time. I introduced Sam and Tray to them but seemed unnecessary because they seem to already know each other. I wondered, do they already know them because they can sense that they were also supe? Or they had already met each other before? My only guess, it's possible, and probably yes to both guesses. I didn't got to ask Sam how they seem to know one another because no sooner for I and Amelia's liking, they had to leave after we got to only dance with them 3 times. After they left Amelia and I opted for indulging ourselves with some delicious looking finger foods while being served with some special bubbly goodness personally handing by Mr. Rivero.

"Compliments of Mr. Lindgren for the two lovely delectable ladies who he hopes having a good time tonight" said Mr. Rivero in his usual cheery voice then left us.

I tried to scan where Mr. Lindgren is, so when I spotted him I pull Amelia's arm to raise the flute in his direction to show him how much we're appreciating the champagne, and enjoying ourselves. I gave him my brilliant smile and I assume Amelia too because I saw him nod to the both of us before turning his attention to the tall blond guy that has two women slink both in his arm approaching him. I realized that said tall blond guy is the one who thought I wasn't aware that he was eyeing me from a distance a little bit ago. So is he one of Mr. Lindrgren's acquaintances?

The crowd suddenly erupted with deafening whistles and screams. My attention snaps to the stage at front, where I found one of my favorite bands was now occupying it. So I did what everybody was doing and joined in. When they started playing, in my unconcealed excitement, I had very eager, heavy placed my almost empty champagne flute than I intended at the closest table, and practically dragged Amelia to the dance floor. Poor Amelia almost accidentally drop the flute that she's holding when I grab her, but she impressively manage to down it, before she finally let me dragged her. This night is going to be an interesting night I thought, that's actually her third glass! And I can tell when she's getting a little buzz; she tends to get really rowdy. This night can actually turn out really bad. But I hope it wont, because despite the absence of a date and dance partner tonight, I'm really having a good time right now.

A few minutes later the music suddenly stops. And I saw Mr. Lindgren had parted the crowd. He was being followed by some vampires and heading to the make stage for the evening's New Year's party. The stage was occupied by a DJ whose has been the other source of entertainment tonight, with his awesome selection of songs. Mr. Lindgren steps up the stage and walks his way to the DJ to tell him something. The DJ nods his head and spoke in the microphone. After talking to the DJ, Mr. Lindgren then steps down at the stage to join his vampire friends.

Are y' all having fun tonight! The DJ holler to the crowd. The crowd blast with their loud yes's. Amelia and I yelled out our yes's too.

"Well I'm glad yah all sound like you are having fun so far, but I'm sure you will immensely enjoy the party more, once y' all heard what I'm about to say. The crowd clearly got curious and made their way closer to the stage. Amelia and I remained standing, leaning at the edge of a table, drinking another glass of champagne that again especially handed to us by Mr. Rivero. Everybody's attention was at the DJ whose talking on the stage. I on the other hand suddenly had that feeling that I was being watch, so I glance around and immediately saw the same tall blond guy 15 feet away staring at me. He was tall, blond and judging from the way he dressed he looks like a model that comes out from a GQ magazine with his tailored suit. I can tell that it's tailored specially for him and looked expensive, because it clung to every impressive built of his well formed body. I can't actually tell what his full face looks like because of the red and black mask that he was wearing, but judging from the exposed part of his face that I can see, he has a white alabaster skin, strong jaw line, narrow pointed nose, red lips, and slightly bearded chin. I look behind me to check if the guy was actually staring at me or maybe the person behind me, but seen nobody. The only closest person beside me is Amelia. I glance back at the guy and saw that he is now talking to one of the woman his with, who's wearing a red dress. The back of the female was to me so I can't actually see her face. I thought even if she glance back at me I wont probably recognize her or immediately know somebody here because everybody is wearing a mask. The women suddenly turn around and look on my direction also, as she did this my attention went to her. She eyed me up and down, licks her lips, then gave me a sly smile. Wait, she has a fang!? So she's a vampire, so the guy was probably a vampire too. I immediately tear my gaze at her, suddenly felt self conscious and frightened in seeing those descending fangs. I know I should be pretty used to seeing vampire's exposing their fangs by now. I decided to focus my attention back on the stage.

The crowd suddenly erupted into a fit of giggles and deafening whistles. Some yelled "You're the best Mr. Lindgren" and "you're awesome that's why we love you". Amelia on my side sounded eager and slurring a little bit, also had yelled "What errr.. you waiting for!!? Better, start it now!"

What is happening here? I thought. I definitely missed something. Then I saw a vampire step up on the stage and everybody went nuts and erupted in much louder deafening whistles. One of the female yelled "We need their mask off!" "We need to be able to see at least their faces. If were not allowed to see yet the whole package!" and "Shirts off is fine too!" A few female said before everybody went back to hooting and whistles.

I'm trying to pay attention and find out what everybody was screaming about but Amelia is distracting me by telling me some jumbled words about,

"This is an awesome…. New Years… Purrrr..ttty..Sooooooooooook! I think I'm sterrrting… to like vampire…..Mr. Lindgren. That's some thoughtful surprise! Oh cougars is going to fiiiiiiight...... for this one he has a cute ass!......... It's a gift that keeps on giving! Huh? Wait is that the right expression for it? Damn! I think I'm drunk Sook!" said Amelia loudly in my ear. Yah think! Yep! I know she is really drunk, especially when she started mixing and using words like cute ass, cougar, liking vampires, especially liking vampires and talking so damn loud.

"You think!? Amelia you've been downing your champagne like its tap water! Let's go to the restroom and get you cool down, splash your face with some water. And I think that's enough for tonight." I said and took the champagne flute away from her grasp.

"Hey!" said Amelia. I think she wanted to attempt to reason with me but she lost her footing and staggered forward. She's going to fall flat on her face to the floor but good thing I was there, and caught her before it happen. I can tell that, it sober her for a bit, she managed to tell me that she wanted to sit down for a bit because she's felt woozy right now, so I assisted her on a chair, as she sat down she put her head in her fore arm and stayed like that. I thought about getting her a drink, some water, and scan for Mr. Rivero. I saw him on the other side of the room so I told Amelia that I'll be back to get her some water.

I glance on the stage for a minute and saw the DJ, and a woman. The DJ points his finger to some guy in the crowd and said "sold! To the generous guy in the pinstripe suit, please walk up to Mr. Lindgren, and then get up here to claim your lovely date for tonight! Thank you for your generous donation to help contributing in restoring and rebuilding New Orleans.". So, they're auctioning people as a date, for tonight, to help in the restoration of New Orleans? That's a very thoughtful and clever idea! So, everybody who bid and wins in this auction not only will help in restoring New Orleans but also will enjoy themselves by having a date for tonight. I thought its a win win situation and indeed very clever.

I was striding my way back from getting Amelia bottled water, when I heard a commotion. I heard somebody yelled

"What about the tall blond guy over there!? I'll donate a $ 1000 for him!"

I'm already wearing a 3 inch pumps and I still tip toe on my shoes to find out if I was right on my guess of whose female voice I heard, said that. My guess was confirm when I saw Selah parting the crowd so she can get to the back and stop about 15 feet away from the tall blond guy who's been staring at me tonight.

To my horror and surprise I heard Amelia's voice from the table I've situated her earlier. I froze. Amelia raised her hand, repeated her statement and yelled,

"I'll give $1500."

What the f*ck are you doing Amelia!? I mentally thought. Before I can contemplate further, I heard Selah countered.

"$2000"

Then somebody yelled "$2300"

Selah countered it again for "$3000"

Then Amelia countered it for $3500. I wanted to stop Amelia. What was she thinking!? She's drunk!!! And she's f*cking has a boyfriend even if his not here! Wait; are they in serious relationship? Fudge! I'm not even sure! Nevertheless, she's drunk and shouldn't be participating in this auction, when her mind is clouded with alcohol! But for the love of me I was still and frozen in place! The bidding went on and on without a pause until it reaches to $5000 Selah had countered while shooting dagger's to Amelia with her eyes. Amelia just ignore her and yelled $5500.

Shit! I really need to stop Amelia. So I walk as fast as my heels allowed me, to get to her. And when I reach her I told her,

"What are you doing Amelia!

"Bidding"

"Haha. Very funny, not! That's a lot of money Amelia! And you are drunk! And…and I thought you don't like vampires!? And also you have a f*cking boyfriend remember!!! I said, trying to get her to see reason.

" Oh shush Sookie its for a good cause. I have the means, and it will greatly benefit my hometown. Besides don't think I didn't see you eyeing that big tall hunk of meat over there!"

"What!? I…I..I wasn't eyeing him! He was the one who's been eyeing me!" Argg…why did I blurt that out! it's completely irrelevant and counter productive in reasoning with her.

"Really!?"

"Seriously Amelia, Stop!"

"Shush! Sookie." Amelia said, then she waved me off. She f*cking wave me off and continued with her nonsense!

"$6300! Oh! Lookie Sook, have you noticed before what Selah does and looks when she's pissed? She twitches and she looks constipated! Hahhaha…Oh my! does she have a turret syndrome?"

She saw that I wasn't even the least interested and not amuse at all, even if she's talking about my least favorite person in the world here, still I wasn't amuse still she continued,

"A little clarification here Sook! I never said that I don't like Vampires. I'm just not fond of them….. but you do."

What?!!!

The last bid was for $7500 that came from Amelia. Nobody countered Amelia anymore so the DJ declared her as the date of the tall blond that's been staring at me earlier. But once again in my horror she corrected the DJ, pointed at me and said,

"No,no, not me, I'll pay, but my friend here will be the date of the tall blond hot guy over there." Amelia yelled to the DJ and pointed her finger to the said blond guy.

WHAT. THE. HELL!!!

I wanted to bite her fingers off and wipe off that drunken, stupid shit eating grin she was clearly wearing right now, instead I said "Thanks Amelia" sarcastically then added "for putting me on this spot! You know I have a boyfriend!"

"And his is not here! So lighten up Sookie, his only going to keep your company for tonight. And remember this is for a good cause. Seriously, I don't even know why I'm making elaboration here. Just enjoy Sookie! and your welcome." I didn't realize I'm still holding the bottled water until Amelia grabs it from my clutch.

"And thanks my dearest friend for the water! Love you" Amelia said one last time, and carried her annoying drunken ass to Mr. Lindgren's location.

I glance in the direction of the mentioned hot blond guy, and saw that his staring back at me. Why the heck he keeps on doing that!?

Suddenly Mr. Lindgren was up on the stage. Everybody's attention diverted to him.

"I think this crowd had just got carried away. Mr. Northman is only here as my guest. I apologize for misunderstanding, but he is not part of the fundraiser.

I sigh and mentally thank God after hearing that. But the mention of his name Mr. Northman reminds me of someone. I feel like I've heard that name before?.....hmmmmm Ah! Bill's boss! Sheriff Northman? I wonder if it's the same person? Probably. Suddenly I heard Mr. Northman spoke and broke me from my musing.

"But of course it will be fine with me and will be delighted if you're so only asked me to be included in the fundraiser Mr. Lindgren. It will be a great pleasure for me to help in contributing in restoration of New Orleans." I didn't realize, and in the blink of an eye, he was suddenly beside me. He took my hand, look at me and added "And it will be my pleasure to be your date for tonight Miss?" He waited for my answer, but after hearing his panty drench worth voice with slightly foreign accent, especially how he pronounces the word pleasure, my first thought is that hot, hot voice can't be good. Correction! It's good, but not for my well involved ass self with another vampire. Then I sigh, I f*cking sigh and told him my name " Stockhouse, My name is Sookie Stockhouse".

"A pleasure to meet you Miss Stockhouse" he said, then feathery brush his lips atop of my hand. Do you want to know what my second thought is? Tonight is going to be a long full of temptation night! Oh God please help me!!!

A/N; So what do you think?

I'm contemplating right now which POV I'm going to write for the next chapter. Maybe you can help me decide? Should I continue with Sookies? Or continue where we left off at Erics? Let me know;)