On the way, I did homework. I’m trying to graduate early so I can go to college with Derek. He’s a year ahead of me in school. Simon, Maya and Daniel are too, and I’d like us all to go to college together, but mostly, I need to go for Derek. He’s made it clear he won’t leave without me, and, while he’s willing to wait, I don’t want that. He’s already been taking college-level math and science courses for two years now. He needs more of a challenge.

We got to the park around five. It was too late for the ATVs, but that plan had really been for Ash. We’d probably stick to hiking and rock climbing. On tonight’s agenda was dinner in town, shopping, a movie and then a bonfire. We set up the tents, and the guys took off in the truck to buy campfire wood while Maya and I laid out the duffels and sleeping bags in the tents. Moreno sat on the picnic table and watched us carrying them in.

“Uh, I think you’re doing that wrong,” he said as we unzipped the flaps on our respective tents. “Boys on the left, girls on the right.”

“Nope,” Maya said and tossed Daniel’s sleeping bag and hers into a tent.

“You’re supposed to humor the grown-ups and then swap in the middle of the night.”

“I prefer honesty.”

“Then you won’t mind me telling your parents about your arrangement?”

“Not at all. Of course, you’ll have to tell them that you allowed it. Or you’ll have to stop us. You could shoot me again. It’s been a while.”

Luke laughed as he walked by with his pack.

Moreno sighed. “You’re never going to let me live that down, are you?”

“Oddly, no.”

He only shook his head. Moreno is a teleporting half-demon and former mercenary. I don’t quite know what to make of him. I suspect he’s not a very nice guy, but he’s loyal to Antone and committed to his job protecting us, and that’s the main thing.

Maya and Moreno have an…interesting relationship. He chased her and the other Project Phoenix kids through the wilds of Vancouver Island, and she’s not kidding when she says he shot at her, but he’d argue he wasn’t trying to kill her, and, to him, that’s a perfectly valid excuse, and it was completely business, not a reflection on her personally. Yeah, it’s a little weird. But he’s as devoted to Maya and Ash as he is to their father.

“Do you want me to make a drugstore run for you, too?” he asked as she hauled in their duffels.

“If we need that, I’m perfectly capable of getting it myself.”

“Of course you are.”