Now that my softball team is going to state we have been practicing like crazy. And I would like to point out that I have changed my PenName. I wanted something that would allow me to post in different subjects. I am still the same author.

DISCLAIMER: I do not own...

Now on with the story! =D

There is no other way to get to the main building other than walking. So as I walk side by side with Macey chatting about the outfit I am wearing, and how she disapproves, I roll my eyes and shake my hair purposefully, just to spray her with the water that is still left in my damp hair.

"Oh, you are SO dead Morgan!" Her eyes narrow and I laugh. Wrong move. She chases after me so I take off

"What?" I ask too innocently, "Did I ruin your designer close you wore on a camping trip." I laugh even more and can hear Zach give a small chuckle and I don't even need to turn around to know he is smirking. (No surprises there.)

I can see the building up ahead, and Bex, Liz, Grant, and Jonas are waiting for us and the others. Bex is smirking and Grant is laughing. No need to guess what they are laughing at. The sight of me smiling and running away from Macey is pretty amusing.

"What did you do this time Cam?" Lizzie asks me. I smirk (note to self: stop hanging around Zach so much) and respond with a non-convincing, "Nothing." Macey had caught up to me and was breathing somewhat hard. I am a super fast runner and have lots of endurance.

"Where is Zachy, and the guy he always calls Jimmy?" I am about to answer when I realize as we were running we kinda ditched them.

"Somewhere in that general direction." I say as I point to the path we just came from. "We kinda ditched them when we ran, well, actually, I ran," I pause and point to Macey, "she chased."

Macey smiles a smile that says ha-ha-sucker. As I turn back to the path just in time to see Zach and Josh come into view. I can tell Zach is super annoyed, but I can tell part of it is also at me.

"Thank you for ditching me, leaving me with Jimmy, for the second time now." I can tell he isn't that mad at me. We end up sitting on the ground because the other group is almost late. (Nine-minutes and three-quarters of a second. In case you were wondering. [Review if you get it. It's a movie reference.]) After six minutes of waiting and playing 'Concentration' Tina and Anna, Nick and Preston finally show.

We go inside and walk around looking at all the candy and toys, not to mention some super cool mood bracelets, that Liz could turn into a comms unit and a tracking device. We walk over to the clothing section and see these cool t-shirts. So we all get one. It has a flower in the bottom corner and says the name of the camp we are staying at. Bex and I get it in green, Liz and Anna get it in multicolor, and Macey and Tina get it in purple.

We then move over to try on some sunglasses. We all laugh and take pictures with the cell phones we got for the mission. (A i-phone with everyone's numbers, including Abby's, Joe's, and my mom's.) We have a great time and then the boys come over from the candy section, Grant with the fullest bag, and move us over to get the ice cream. There are three flavors. Vanilla, Chocolate, and Mixed. We all get large cones but with different flavors.

Liz, Jonas, Josh and I get vanilla. Plain, the ice cream that blends in. Me.

Bex, Nick, Grant, and Zach get chocolate.

Macey, Tina, Anna, and Preston get mixed.

We all say good bye, and I give Grant, Jonas, Nick, Bex, Liz, and Anna a hug goodbye, telling them I can't wait until tomorrow to complete our mission. And we leave.

You can tell that the walk is long because by the time we get back to our camper, we have all got down to the cone on our ice cream. There is another note on the door. But this handwriting is one only I know. Abby's.

Squirt, I am trusting you to do the cooking. I just hope you have better cooking skills than your mother. -Abby.

Under her note is one from Solomon.

You will be having 'walking tacos' all ingredients are in the kitchen. Break-a-leg. -Solomon.

It's a inside joke between Bex, Liz, Solomon, and I. On the night of our first practical CoveOps mission, Solomon told Bex, Liz, and I to break-a-leg. But it was more of a watch-out-or-you-will-have-you-legs-broken. I inwordly smile and take both notes off the door. We all pack into the camper and I get started on the meat. I agree with Abby...

Let's hope I am a better cook than Mom.

Whew. Long. Review and I will give a shout out to you in the next chapter. Until then

-Chameleon Out!