<strong>"You can spend the rest of your life wishing your mother gave a fuck about you, or you can take your destiny into your own hands." </strong><br/><br/>The words shocked her, and for a moment, she was frozen. The words cut like a knife, and she wanted to burst into tears, but she kept her cool and made sure her emotionless mask was firmly in place. She looked up at him as he held her door and he spoke again, this time, quieter.<br/><br/><strong>"Meet the others at the abandoned train station near school tonight.  Be at the football stadium by midnight, or you'll regret it forever.  Now if you'll excuse me, I feel like teaching your friend some manners."</strong><br/><br/>'The others?,' she thought to herself. Who was he talking about? She glared at him, not liking being threatened. "Whatever, freak," she said, the disgust thick in her voice. Then she watched as Billy did that thing he does with girls, stares them down, and Patty went with him. "Patty, where are you going?" Olivia had a moment of panic as the two got into Billy's car and drove off. What could she do now? She didn't want to be alone, but everyone else she knew was busy tonight.<br/><br/>Instead, she went and picked up some sushi from the local Japanese restaurant and brought it home. Her house was large, and was in an upscale part of town. It was a gated community, and even a few celebrities had homes here. She punched in the code and the large wrought iron gate opened to reveal a round-about driveway. She parked her car in the garage and grabbed her food, making sure to punch in another code when she unlocked the door so the alarm wouldn't trigger.<br/><br/>She was greeted by a white persian cat with bright blue eyes. "Hello Cashmere," she said in soft voice, putting the food on the counter to pet the purring kitty. When Cashmere was satisfied, she went back to her spot near the window, basking lazily in the sun. She grabbed her food and moved to the study where she ate her sushi and grabbed a book. Today, she closed her eyes and grabbed "Le Petit Prince" by Antoine de Saint-Exupéry, in it's original French. She smiled, she had been meaning to read this one. "I haven't read the original French version yet," she spoke out loud to herself. So she sat down on the leather chair, eating her sushi and reading her book.<br/><br/>--------<br/><br/>A few hours later, Olivia put the book down, unable to concentrate now that it was getting closer to midnight. She had already showered and gotten dressed for the meeting tonight, although she wasn't sure why. She doesn't even want to go, but she can't help but think of his words. He mentioned 'destiny', and that struck something within her. She changed her outfit again, going with a pair of skinny jeans tucked into her brown Prada boots. She put on a green silk camisole and grabbed her brown cropped leather jacket. Looking at the clock, it read 11:00.<br/><br/>She took a deep breath and put the jacket on, her hands shaking as she grabbed her purse and keys, checking her phone to see if Patty had sent her a text or called. Nothing. She was worried about her friend, and if anything, she wanted to know what happened to her. Cashmere gave a small 'mew' as Olivia left, and she looked at the cat with a sigh. "Don't worry, sweetie, I'll be alright." She gave her a scratch behind the ears.<br/><br/>It was easy to leave, her mother was away on business and wouldn't be back for a few days. When she made it to the tracks, it was a little past 11:30 and she saw that someone else had already arrived. 'The others,' she thought to herself, wondering who they could be. She kept her phone in her hand just in case, and called out a "Hello?" as she got closer. It was too dark to tell, but as she got closer, she could see it was a girl. Olivia relaxed a little and saw that was Weed Girl, or Esther. She didn't know much about this girl, except the obvious. She sold weed, and claimed to be a 'hippie'. This was the 21st century, who claimed to be a hippie anymore?<br/><br/>She came up next to the girl and wondered who else would arrive. She put her phone in her pocket and crossed her arms, ready to get this over with so she could go back home.