Chapter 3

Peter strolled into the office and stopped when he found what he was looking for: Kate.

Kate was calmly painting an abstract work.  She was in her own world that only consisted of canvas, brush, and oil paint.  

When she heard footsteps, she attempted to block it out until she heard someone clear his throat.

"Yes, Peter?" she smiled.

Peter stifled a yawn.  Art bored him greatly.

"So," Peter began, "Why don't you come with me to hang out back?"

"Um, sure let me get my swim suit." Kate said awkwardly.

She greeted him outside and sat on the opposite side of the lounger as Peter.

He scooted over, and began to put his mission into action.

He knew all to well that even though Kate was beautiful, she hadn't had a boyfriend since he (or anyone else) knew her.

He stretched himself and put his arm around her.  Kate, surprised, let him move in.

Peter had no hesitation.  

As Peter moved in for the kiss, Kate paused.  "I don't-"

Peter was not one to respect women.

Dianne was sitting quietly at the dining room table, daydreaming, when Hayley came in and sat across from there.

"Hey Dianne, want to see some cool sights?" Hayley asked with a straight face.

"Hayley where are we going!" Dianne called after Hayley, who was disappearing out into the distance ahead of her.  They were running across the coastline, at least a mile away from their home.

"Come on, into this forest!" Hayley called back.

Night fell rapidly. 

Meanwhile, Kate and Peter were still enjoying each other's presence on the beach.

"How about we make this romance official?" Peter whispered.

Kate knew it was wrong, he was at least 10 years older than she was.

"Hello Hayley, I haven't seen Dianne for a while, have you?"

"I don't think you should be looking for Dianne, Bill," Hayley stared.

"HAYLEY! What did you do to her? Where is she, tell me!" Bill yelled, his cries echoing through the house.

"I killed her," Hayley sneered.  She was insane and evil, after all.