"You're not wearing the uniform, love."
                          
She shook her head looking at the other princes as well, who were also staring at her. "Don't you boys think you have enough views of the girls’ ass...ets as it is? I really don't think my body parts are any different from theirs."
                          
Marcus leaned close to her ear. "Yes but now I can't admire your ass..ets the way I planned on."
                          
"I think you'll live, perv." Marcus chuckled as did his brothers. 
                          
Darius took a step forward. "Ladies today is the first of your challenges. The reason we are out here today is because you will be playing a game of tackle football."
                          
Some of the girls' faces began to fall. 
 "This challenge will show us your strengths and agility. It will be about team work as well as enjoying each other’s company. You are all strangers to one another so this game will force you to depend on others even when you don't know them."
                          
"What do the winners get?" A small timid voice asked.
                          
Lucian walked over to the tall model-like blond who had spoken and caressed her cheek. She practically went limb at his touch, obviously affected by his charm. "The ladies we see as winners will win a date, dear Samantha."
                          
Samantha's lips turned to an instant smile and her eyes turned to a completive glare at the other girls. Lucian pulled back and you could see the disappointment in her face at his retreat. 
 "Now you will be split into two groups, the white team and the black team depending on your shirt. Now we understand that there will be a team of 5 and a team of 4 but we believe you girls would be rather strong and are not worried of the miss number."
                          
Deva glanced around and realized both Lacey and Julia were on her team. This was going to be interesting, she thought.
                          
"But prince it's raining we'll get wet," said a voice in a very irritating tone.
                          
The redheaded girl looked distraught and was pouting. The girl was decent looking but all the makeup she was wear was unnecessary and was making her look like a hooker off the streets.
                          
Deva wanted to laugh. "Afraid to your face will melt off or is it fear of breaking a nail."
                          
The girl turned and gave Deva the death stare. Deva raised her brow daring the girl to make a move.
                          
"Was that supposed to be a joke?"
                          
Deva mentally rolled her eyes. "I don't know Red you tell me because your face sure looks like a joke to me."
                          
Julia burst into laughter beside her as well as some of the other girls. Red made her way over to her. Her red-orange hair was obviously dyed judging from the brown roots coming in already.
                          
"How dare you?"
                          
Darius quickly walked over to the girls with an amused look on his face. "Ladies that is quiet enough. It is time to get wet and play the game."
                          
"Aww hear that Red. You're going in the rain. Quick cover your face." Deva said as she roared in laughter.
                          
Red tried to make an attempt at shoving her but Lucian held her back. He was whispering words in her ear and pulling her toward the grass but she still didn't stop her death stared at Deva. The other girls began to follow, walking toward the wet playing field.
                          
Deva felt a pair of strong arms snake around her waist and a warm breathe caress her ear.
                          
"The point of the game is to make friends sweetheart." She heard his silk voice whisper and she knew it was Darius.
                          
"This is a competition where 9 girls are fighting for the attention of 3 gorgeous vampires who also want to make one of them queen. I seriously doubt there is time to be nice and friendly."