"Macy! Did you take my red tank top again!" Bex sighed as she threw her sequin flip-flops into her light blue duffle bag.

"No. I gave it back to you after my Covert. Ops. Final. Check under your bed," Macy said as she whipped her hair into a low ponytail.

"We can exchange our clothing after dinner. I don't want to be late for the last dinner!" Liz was already packed and sitting on her bed reading the brochure for a technology program she was taking over the summer.

"I cleaned the toilet before spring break. Cammie, it's your turn!" I sighed and trudged into the bathroom.

"Hey, Mace, didn't your have to wear all black to your final?" Liz said passively.

Bex sprinted over to Macy's bag and pulled out a red tank top.

"AH-HA! I should have sniffed you out from the beginning you liar!" before I knew it, Macy and Bex were on the ground wrestling.

"LIZ! Now we will never get out of here!" I said through hysterical laughter.

I was going to miss my friends over the three months. Of course we would email and call, but it was hard to track down Bex when she was running around Asia, tracking down some double agent. And sometimes Liz would take apart her phone and laptop to insert some uber-fast chip. And Macy was usually on the beach somewhere tanning it up.

I will be fishing, corn husking and horseback riding at my grandparents house…. exciting stuff, I know.

"Guys let's go. I heard it was lasagna and we can speak English!" I was standing in doorway to out bathroom in my packing clothes. I was wearing Abercrombie cut off sweats and my Coldplay shirt. Everyone was in the same kind of outfits, except for Macy. She was in a blue Juicy sweat suit.

I walked over and turned off the radio (when you were young by the killers was on).

"Let's roll out!"

***

When we reached the main hallway, we joined a strong current of girls streaming into the dining area.

Suddenly, I felt a hand on my arm. It pulled Bex and me out of the crowd and down one of the hallways.

It was my mom. Her hair was pulled back in a tight bun with her bangs in her face. She had her favorite end of the year pantsuit on.

"Cammie, Bex. Eat dinner fast and go finish packing. Your summer plans have changed."

My mom disappeared down the hallway.

***

Bex and I inhaled our lasagna. We said a few quick goodbyes to our classmates and signed some yearbooks.

Finally, we were able to slip out between 2nd and 3rd helpings. As we jogged up the stairs, Bex started to freak out…which was very un-bexish.

"What did she mean? Would it kill her to give us a few details? Did she tell you anything before this?"

"Sorry Bex. Today was the first I heard anything. We will figure it out soon. Let's focus on speed packing."

It took us 2 minutes and 48 seconds to pack all our stuff, including curtains and duvet covers.

I pressed the button on the outside of out dorm. During the school year, it called the security guard. But before break, everyone used it to call the "moving men"(Alec and Peter-who also worked in the kitchen).

Suddenly, the intercom for our room went on.

"Girls, come down to my office. Leave your bags outside of your door. Alec will get them. 2 minutes. See you soon."