Gabe goes to his room to get to work.

And now, we wait.

9 p.m.

Yolo.

Gabe secures all our computers, phones, and security cameras. He assures us that it's easier to break into the CIA's database than it is to break into our laptops and phones. I believe him. But I also wonder, what the hell is he doing at Berkeley? He truly doesn't need college. He should be working for the CIA or Homeland Security or some top secret branch of the government that normal people aren't privileged enough to know about.

I find it sad that I, an eighteen year college student, have to have that kind of security anyway. If my dad knew what was going on, I'd have a team of security guards with me twenty-four seven. He'd probably also make me come home. And maybe that would be the smart move, but I don't want to go home. I'm an adult, and I can handle this. The police know everything... mostly everything... and I'm being safe. It's not at all like last time.

Or maybe it's exactly like last time. Maybe I haven't learned my lesson. Maybe the only difference is that now I am a legal adult.

I miss the times before I was a billionaire's daughter. Well, I was always a billionaire's daughter, but I miss when I didn't know that I was. Back when I was with my mom in the suburbs.

No, that's not exactly true. Yes, I miss my mom. But my life wasn't all that great. I didn't have a life or friends. I just hung out with my mom. And I don't regret that, but I'm different now. I've grown so much as a person. For the most part, I like who I've become. The only thing I don't like is that I'm letting my stalker control my life. I'm in my room at nine p.m. on a Saturday night. I'm a college student. I should be at a frat party. Or I should be doing something crazy that I've never done before. Yolo, right?

An idea hits me, and I know exactly what I want to do.

I walk out of my room and into Gabe's, where he and Ty are on the computer doing something stalker related, I'm sure.

"We're leaving in five minutes. You might want to bring a towel," I say, then walk out of the room before either of them can respond. I send a text to Carter and Andrea telling them they're coming with me and that they don't have a choice. I ignore them when they ask what we're doing.

Tonight, I'm over letting Brian and Olivia call the shots. I am going to be fun and spontaneous. So what if I have a stalker who is threatening to kill me. What's new? I can sit in my room and be depressed about it, or I can do something fun. I'm choosing fun.

Besides, what if they really do kill me? Do I really want to have spent the last night of my life sitting in my room? Hell, no.

Ten minutes later, Gabe, Ty, Andrea and Carter are all in my Range Rover. They have all asked what we're doing and where we're going, but I'm not answering them. I just turn up the radio and sing along. Who cares that I suck at singing. I'm having fun. It's amazing how not giving a shit will change your perspective on things.

"What is up with you?" Andrea asks me. "I don't think I've ever seen you in such a good mood."

And that is sad.

"Did you get laid or something?" Carter asks. "Because that would make me be in a good mood. If I got laid. Which I haven't. In a very, very long time. You know, if you were wondering."

"We weren't wondering," Andrea assures him.

"I'm just in a good mood," I say. "Can't I be in a good mood without there being a reason why?"

"Yeah, Kihanna, I'm a little worried myself," Ty says. "You're never spontaneous."

I shrug. "Nothing is up. I just want to live a little. Life is short."

"She's a little spontaneous," Gabe says. "She cliff dived in Hawaii last Christmas break. She did it quite a few times, actually. And didn't you say that you and your mom went skydiving a couple of times?"

"Yeah, we did," I say. "My mom, unlike me, was a very spontaneous person."

"We're not going to jump off anything really high are we?" Andrea asks. "Because I am scared of heights."

"No, we are not jumping off of anything. Or climbing anything. Or anything to do with heights," I assure her. "We are just doing something I've always wanted to do but never have. It's going to be fun."

"Good," she says, obviously relieved.

"But now that I know you're scared of heights, I'm going to make you face your fear," I say.

"Good luck with that," Andrea says. "My dad tried to break my fear when I was six. He forced me to ride the Ferris wheel. I was so scared. I literally screamed until I passed out. It was the scariest experience of my life."

"Wow, that's kind of sad," I say.

"So, what brought on the need to be spontaneous?" Carter asks. "You're not dying or anything, right?"

"No," I say. "Not right now, anyway. Eventually, I will die. And in case that day is tomorrow, I want to live right now. Yolo."

"Ugh, don't start with that yolo crap," Andrea says.

"I'm kind of curious what brought this on, too," Ty says, looking at me from the passenger seat. I know that he's wondering if I got another note or threat. I give him the slightest head shake to know that I didn't.

"I don't know. Don't you ever get tired of living in a bubble?" I ask. "I mean, I was literally sitting in my room on a Saturday night. What is wrong with me?"

"There is nothing wrong with sitting in your room on a Saturday night," Carter says. "That's exactly what I was doing. And playing some GTA."

"GTA?" Andrea asks.

"Grant Theft Auto," he says. "It's a great way to let out aggressive feelings. You can beat somebody up, shoot them, run them over with your car... and you can pretend that it's your ex-girlfriend and her new boyfriend. It's great."

Gabe laughs. "Maybe I can come over next Saturday night and join you."

"At least my ex is in another city with her new boyfriend," Carter says. "I can't imagine living with them."

"Excuse me," I say, butting in. "Gabe knew exactly what he was getting into when he moved in with me. He knew that Ty and I had been hooking up."

"Hooking up is one thing. A relationship is another," Gabe says, defensively.

"You're the one who told me that you knew exactly what I was feeling for Ty. Hell, you knew before I did. So don't sit there and try to act like the victim. You're not. Besides, nobody is making you stay there. Feel free to move out anytime you want," I say, then reach for the volume on the radio. "Screw this. I am not going to let you ruin my good mood."

I turn up the volume just as my favorite song comes up on the playlist.

All negative thoughts about Gabe dissolve and I start singing along again.

Tonight, nothing can bring me down. Especially not my ex-boyfriend's jealousy.

11 p.m.

Famous last words.

I don't tell anybody where we're going until we get there. And I still don't tell them what we're doing, because I'm pretty sure they would all think I'm nuts if I told them. But I don't care. This is something I've always wanted to do. And I'm going to do it.

The place where we are brings back a lot of memories for me. Memories of Brian and me.

Brian took me on a date here, once.

He told me how much this place meant to him, because his dad used to take his family here before he died.

I can't help but wonder how different my life would be if Brian's dad hadn't died. Would Olivia be the same person she is today? Did his death really change her that much? Maybe she was a nice girl before.

I know that Ty and Gabe keep insisting that Brian is guilty too, that he is somehow working with Olivia, but I don't believe that. Brian was a good guy. He always treated me well, and I do believe that he was in love with me. He just didn't love me enough. He loved his sister more, and I can't fault him for that.

I'm also not sure when I came to that conclusion. I've been thinking it for a while, but sometime on the drive here, I made my mind up completely. And I feel really good about my decision. It means that I'm not the girl Ty once accused me of being. I am capable of loving somebody.

Also, I think I might be falling for Ty. Or maybe I already have fallen.

Not going there.

Not tonight anyway.

"Where are we going, exactly?" Andrea asks, as everybody follows me up a large hill.

"Just over this hill," I answer.

"And what is on the other side?" she asks.

"You'll just have to wait and see."

"I've never been here," Gabe says. "I didn't even know it was here."

"I know," I say. "That's what's so great about it."

"How do you even know this place exists?" he asks.

I don't answer, because I don't want to say that Brian showed it to me. I think that both Gabe and Ty would take it the wrong way.

We walk over the hill and in the distance there is a secluded beach.

I smile as I breathe in the salt water.

In silence, we walk to the beach, right to the water's edge.

"Okay, what now?" Carter asks.

"Now, we get naked," I answer.

"Naked?" Ty questions.

"Skinny dipping," I say. "It's on my bucket list. I've never done it, but I want to."

"Are you serious?" Andrea asks.

"Yeah," I say, taking off my Converse.

"We're skinny dipping with two of your ex-boyfriends?" Carter asks.

"Actually, Ty and I are together again," I say, taking off my hoodie.

"You're crazy. It's cold," Gabe says. "There is no way in hell that I'm doing this."

"Suite yourself," I say, reaching for the zipper on my pants.

"I'm not getting naked in front of everybody," Andrea says.

"Then don't get all the way naked," I say. "Just strip down to your underwear."

"I don't want to do that either," she says.

I slip my shirt over my head. "A bikini covers less."

She looks at me for a minute, as if contemplating what I said. "Fine," she says. "I'm going to look fat next to you."

I roll my eyes. "Whatever."

"Seriously. You've got that whole thigh gap going on."

"I'll trade you my thigh gap for your boobs, and a butt. Clearly, I have neither of those," I say.

Andrea takes a deep breath and reaches for the bottom of her hoodie. "I can't believe I'm doing this."

"Famous last words," Carter says.

"I'm game," Ty says.

Of course he is.

That's why Ty and I are so perfect for each other. I go along with his crazy schemes, and he goes along with mine.

"You are so spontaneous and random," Gabe says, pulling off his pants.

"You dated me for five months and you're just now figuring that out?" I ask.

"I'm beginning to see why we didn't work out," he says.

"Me, too," Andrea says. "You two were the oddest matched couple ever."

"How did you start dating anyway?" Carter asks.

"I had just caught Ty cheating on me. I lost my virginity to Gabe at my parent's cabin in the mountains later that night," I answer.

"That's messed up," Carter says.

"Everybody ready?" I ask, changing the subject from my screwed up love life.