wasn’t the only reason I didn’t want to go anymore. Blake and Tabitha had left and he’d made it clear that he wasn’t going to come to Sammy’s party if I was there. Those words must’ve hurt her but she hid them well.
Where the two love birds went, well, who cared?
I was so confused. A part of me wanted to have a dragon, but another part didn’t.
Still, the way his mom worried and his entire family walked on egg-shells, I knew I owed it to them for all they’d done for me, to try and bring him back to the light.
Not that I had any hope that it was even going to work. I mean he was different from all the other dragons and would be the first of the Rubicons to ever Dent. It was all speculation and hope, just like my bracelet.
It stopped shining after the first couple of days and went back to its normal color. I’d even gotten scared that maybe the spell had vanished.
We all got dressed in my room. Since I had all designer clothes now, my suitcase was raided.
Becky and Sammy couldn’t stop showing their excitement as we got ready.
I tried to be excited too, but I really wasn’t. I didn’t know why any of this even bothered me so much.
It wasn’t like I wanted him like that. He was a jerk… I guessed it had to do with knowing that when he changed, if that was going to happen, it wouldn’t be him anymore and if he wasn’t himself, this horrible feud would go on for years and years to come, and he might still become dark eventually.
Around six-thirty, Isabel called us downstairs.
Sammy clapped her hands with an excited chant as she walked into the kitchen.
Becky and I followed and found Sir Robert, dressed in a pair of jeans and a button down shirt with a leather jacket.
He looked good, and Isabel was wearing a halter neck, knitted top with black pants and high heels.
She looked just like her sister and if it wasn’t for their eyes – she shared Blake’s peacock blue eyes – I wouldn’t have been able to tell them apart.
There were five glasses of champagne on the table next to a silver ice bucket with another bottle of champagne.
“Happy eighteenth birthday, baby,” Isabel said and wrapped her arms around Sammy.
Sir Robert handed her a glass of champagne and gave her a hug too. “Happy birthday, sweetheart.”
“Shit, the gift!” Becky said and rushed out of the kitchen back to her room.
“What gift?” Sammy scolded.
“You seriously think we’d forget? It was so hard just to get away from you for five minutes to go and buy you the damn thing,” I said which made her parents laugh. “Thank the heavens for Dean’s distraction techniques.”
She giggled. “You didn’t have to.”
“You’re our best friend, of course we had to.”
She suddenly shrieked and I found Becky at the door with the jacket in her hand.
“We didn’t have time to wrap it, sorry.”
“No need,” she said and took it from Becky. She gave her a big hug. “Thank you so much, I’ve wanted this for like forever.”
“We noticed,” Becky said and Sammy rushed over to me.
“Thanks, Elena. It’s gorgeous.” She couldn’t stop smiling and then all of a sudden she gave me a scolding look. “And extremely expensive.”
She looked at me and then at Becky.
“You’re worth every penny, Samantha Leaf.” I hugged her again.
“Aw, you guys.” She pulled Becky in too. “You are both so frawsome.”
Sir Robert cleared his throat and our group hug broke apart.
“Now for our little present,” he said and took out a small black square box and held it out to her.
“Dad, you shouldn’t—”
“Shhh,” Isabel said. “For years birthdays weren’t as your father and I wished them to be. This is the first year we could actually give you what you really wanted, baby.”
Isabel looked with sparkly eyes at Sammy as Becky leaned over me with her head lying on my shoulder.
“What did you get me, Mom?” Her voice broke slightly.
They both just smiled at her and she looked at the box. She