This is going to suck, not doubt about it. Not only because I'm stuck going to some lame town, but because it not just for sight-seeing. My parents had their own reasons for going…

"So," Tuck questioned, "explain to us why, of all places, you're choosing to go to to Beverly Hills?"

"It's Beverly Heights, and because apparently my parents got some call from someone there saying they have a rogue ghost roaming around town." I had heard them talking about it in the hallway while I was packing. "Family vacation" my ass! It's more like a business trip for them while they drag their kids along. The topic of ghosts never leaves this family, does it…

"So this isn't even a family vacation. It's just a ghost hunting spree." You could practically hear our freedom crying in the distance.

"Why am I not surprised," Sam added in, "but I'm willing to go anywhere to get out of this house. My parents are thinking of going to a family fun festival. So yea, I'm in."

"Well I'm not gonna be stuck here in Amity Park without you guys! I'm tagging along!"

"Alright then, it's settled. Next stop: Beverly Heights!" I announced our destination in a sarcastic tone, which was answered with intentionally disappointing cheering.

"As long as we're not stuck going ghost hunting with my parents, this vacation shouldn't completely suck. We can all check out the town and see what's there to do. I gotta finish packing you guys; I'll see you in a few." We said our quick goodbyes and the call ended.

My parents were already calling from downstairs, telling me and Jazz to hurry up. After putting a few last things, I zipped up the suitcase and pulled it from off the bed. After making one last quick-check around the room to make sure nothing was going to be left behind, I walked out with my suitcase and joined the rest of my family by the van. Jazz was already sitting in the van while Mom and Dad were putting all out stuff in the trunk. Sam and Tuck were beside them trying to fit their suitcases in.

"You guys ready to take the highway to hell?" I said it low enough that parents wouldn't hear it, but loud enough so I'd get a response from Tucker and Sam.

"Better than being stuck with my airhead parents," Sam huffed. She handed her stuff to my Dad and headed into the van.

"Don't worry dude, I got this covered." Tuck had his PDA in hand. He clicked a few things, which after showed a map similar to the one my dad showed me. "There's a movie theater and a beach not too far from the town."

"Guess we're gonna be living at the movies and beach for a while then," I laughed.

Everything was packed and ready to go in the trunk and we all huddled into the van. According to the parents, the drive to Beverly Heights was going to take a few hours. Good thing I had my trust mp3 in hand. I slipped on the earphones, pressed play, and let my mind relax. It didn't take long until I fell asleep; it'd been quite a busy day, after all.

~*Beverly Heights*~

"WOOOOO! School's almost out, Bromigo!" I was beyond ecstatic that Spence was finally going to be on summer vacation. We could chill at the Wi-Fri, check out some babes, play video games, and a whole bunch of other stuff! "You ready for a rockin' summer?!"

"You bet! I finally get to work on a first major zombie film!" Ehh, it's no surprise he's making movies like usual. He's been planning a radical zombie film for the past few months, and he plans to make a full-length movie by the end of the summer. As long Spence and I get to chill a bit, I'm all in for helping with special effects.

We were stuck in Spence's last class for a just a few more minutes. Spence, his friends Rajeev and Shanilla, along with the rest of the class couldn't help but stare at the clock at the hands moved closer and closer to freedom. It surprised the students when a voice came ringing out of the PA system. Unfortunately, it was lame loser Principal Ponzy…

"Hello students, this is Principal Ponzy," no shit dumbro, "I'd like to remind you all of your summer assignments that must be completed before the beginning of next year." Leave it to Ponzy to remind everyone about homework. Bleh.

"Also," he went on (even though we wanted him to shut up), "I am happy to announce that we have a vice principal starting next year. It is my honor to introduce Ms. Spectra as the newest addition to our school faculty."

"New VP? That's odd." The three musketeers had turned around to talk to each other. "Why do they need a VP now?"

Rajeev simply shrugged, "Everyone's just as clueless as we are."

Our small conversation was soon interrupted by a feminine voice. "Hello students, I am Ms. Spectra, and I am happy to be a part of this school. I encourage you all to have fun this summer, but remember not too slack off too much." The last bit was followed by a giggle. "See you all next year, have a great summer!" And with that said, the school bell rang throughout the halls.

The trio and I all flew out of that school and into summer. Well, technically speaking I flew, they walked.

"That was really strange about Ms. Spectra," Shanilla commented, "something about her voice is kind of scary…"

"Psh, who cares," Rajeev replied, "she's probably as messed up as Ponzy!"

"Yeah, she sounds like a cook if you ask me, bro," I leaned back with my arms crossed as we headed to our awesome hangout, the Wi-Fri. We walked in and ordered the usual, and then took a seat at our usual chairs. We hang here so much that we have a usual, ha!

"I say we just forget school," Spence suggested, "and have an awesome summer!"

"Well said, my man!"

We all chilled out with our beverages, talking the day away and basking in the fresh scent of summer awesomeness.