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convertible.
    “That’s the car I gave my brother for his fifteenth birthday.” He said, pleased with himself. “He loves that car. If he had to choose between his favourite brother and the car, at least I’d know that there would be no rust on it.”
    “ Is this party for his birthday?” Tanitha asked, combining the newness of the car with Cameron’s statement.
    “ Nah, this is the weekend-after-his-birthday party.”
    Tanitha walked up to the car hypnotically. She would kill to have a car like this. Cameron was beside her but she took no notice of him. All her attention was on the amazing car. The numberplates, she noted, proudly displayed the letters Cheyne. She pointed at the plates.
    “Is that so he won’t lose it in the parking lot?” She smiled, managing to gather her wits enough to form a joke.
    “ Ha ha, very funny.” Obviously Cameron had caught her look of longing. “Take a look inside if you want.”
    Tanitha’s heart leapt and she opened the unlocked driver’s side door. She gracefully climbed in, and was greeted by the cool freshness of leather. Her fingers trailed lovingly over the upholstery and she whispered breathlessly, “Wow, it’s beautiful.”
    Cameron leaned across from the passenger side and brushed her face with his fingers, making her look up in shock.
    “ Not as beautiful as you.” He said, his sapphire eyes sparkling. He leaned forward more to kiss her but Tanitha was immediately out of the car.
    “ Um…they’re probably expecting us. We’d better go.”
    Cameron shrugged, unfazed by the rejection.
    “Whatever you say.”
    He got out, shutting the door lightly, and Tanitha followed him into the house. She was relieved and a little embarrassed about wedeling her way out of that sticky situation. She just wasn’t ready for him. She’d never had a boyfriend before and wasn’t sure she wanted one now. She’d wait till she was ready.
     

Chapter Seven
     
    All eyes were drawn towards the door as Tanitha and Cameron walked through it. Tanitha drew in a breath and held it. Would they accept her as a member of their society? It was funny; she had never cared before what impression she made. Now she was hoping she’d make it good.
    Cameron walked up to Cheyne. Cheyne smiled at him smugly and Tanitha snuck a good look at him. He was exactly like his brother, same style of hair, facial features, clothing and certain arrogance. The only differences were where Cameron was raven, Cheyne was blonde, where Cameron had sapphire, Cheyne had hazel. Cheyne was much shorter than Cameron was and a lot stockier. Tanitha knew that they’d been on the same rugby team, the first fifteen, last year, but that was all she had known about the brothers.
    Cheyne slapped Cameron on the back and Cameron wrapped him into a brotherly hug. She noticed Cheyne’s shoes, a bright red and white, unlike any sneakers she’d seen before.
    “Enjoy the ride?”
    “ Yeah, I’ll have to make it a habit.”
    Cameron’s voice was lighter than his younger brother’s was and much more musical and interesting to listen to.
    The sound of tinkling glass met Tanitha’s ears and she winced. The expensive stained glass lay scattered over the floor, a drunkard standing in the center of it all. Cheyne stormed over angrily.
    “ Drunk already, huh? Get out!”
    The person he’d confronted looked shocked but his face quickly clouded with envious anger.
    “Yeah, so what? What you gonna do about it?”
    Cheyne’s face looked like a storm about to break. He stepped forward, looking the guy directly in the eyes. His body was squared aggressively to the troublemaker.
    “You wanna fight?”
    The guy’s palms hit his thighs in a mock parody of toughness. He stumbled forward, quickly refinding his feet.
    “Bring it on.”
    Cameron stepped up behind Cheyne and the guy took one look at the tall foreboding rugby player and took off, taking his alcohol with him. Cameron smiled lightly but tensely.
    “See. What would have