Olivia (Logan 5)

"Do your parents know where you are and what you're

doing right now, Marcia?" I asked pointedly. "I thought she went home," Marcia whined.

"The last time I saw her she was going for a walk with

Quin over the hill," she added, nodding toward the

bank behind them. I glared down at her a moment. "I hope I don't have to come back," I said and

started toward the small rise in the beach. I heard

Arnold chastising Marcia for telling me anything. For a long moment after I reached the peak of

the small hill, I saw nothing. Then, I caught a

movement to my right and spotted two heads popping

out of a sleeping bag. I drew closer. The movement

within the bag was not hard to translate. It brought the

blood to my face.

"Belinda!" I screamed, but my voice was

carried off by the wind. I screamed it again as I

approached and finally, they both stopped and

hesitated. I called her again.

"Olivia?" I heard her say.

"Damn you," I cried and they scurried like rats,

Quin groping for his clothing on the sand. He was

pulling up his pants by the time I stepped up beside

them. Belinda hadn't moved. "How can you be doing

this?" I demanded.

"We were just . . ." Quin scrambled for his sneakers. "I know what you were just doing, Quin

Lothar," I said.

"I gotta go. It's late," he said and lunged to his

feet, not taking the time to put on his sneakers. In a

moment he had disappeared into the darkness. Belinda whimpered.

"You ruined my graduation night," she said

through her sobs.

"I ruined . . Do you know Mother and Daddy