A/N: I'm sorry the last chapter was just them getting ready, it was a necessary evil. Hopefully this chapter makes up for it! Sometimes I look at other people's stories (To check out my competition(; ) and they have like 100 reviews and 40 chapters but they have less than half my word count and I'm like "What?!" But then I remember they have more chapters(:

Chapter 20

As the door slowly shut behind Liz, we all let out a breath none of us knew we were holding in. I glanced at Macey and smiled slowly.

"Grab the laptop." I said. Yes, we had bugged Liz to see Jonas' reaction. No, she did not know about the bug, and no we did not feel bad about it.

"Ten steps ahead of you." Bex said as she grabbed the laptop from behind one of the mirrors we had set up earlier.

She already had the bug pulled up, camera and sound both working. We had grabbed the laptop just in time to see Liz begin descending the stairs.

"Nice, Bex." I commented.

"Thank you." She replied as we huddled around the screen.

"Oh you girls…" My mom said but she too huddled with us around the screen.

"Shh." I said as the boys came into view.

They're faces were the best part, I'm not going to lie. Jonas went bright red and had the biggest smile on his face simultaneously. Grant and Zach looked like their eyes were going to pop out of their head. Preston sat there with a self satisfied smile on his face. He looked proud for his friend.

"Get a picture of Jonas' face!" Macey said scrambling to take a screenshot.

"Wow...Liz." Jonas said as she walked nearer to him. I could picture Liz's face and it was just as red as his.

"You look incredible Liz." Preston said.

"Yeah, you really do." Grant said.

"I'm speechless." Zach added.

Liz giggled. "You should see Mace, Bex, and Cam. They're going to knock your socks off."

They smiled. "You really look great Liz." Jonas said. "Not that you don't look good normally, it's just that-" Liz cut him off.

"I know what you mean, thanks." She said graciously accepting the compliment.

"I'm going to get a picture before they leave." My mom whispered and she ran out the door.

"Ms. Sutton," Jonas said formally on screen, presenting her with a pink rose. "It would be my honor to escort you this evening."

"Why thank you good sir, I would love to accompany you." She said just as formally.

"Let me get a picture and then you two can leave." My mom said through the bug.

Liz moved to stand by Jonas and we saw my mom grinning at the two of them as she took a picture. Liz let out a small squeak and we screamed at the screen.

"WHAT?! WHAT DID HE DO!?" Bex yelled.

"DOES ANYONE KNOW WHAT JUST HAPPENED?" Macey yelled even louder.

And I just let out a high pitched "SQUUEEEEEE!" Of indignation at the lack of information.

It took us all of two seconds to realize that they heard us downstairs when everyone turned to look at the steps.

Liz let out a gasp. "Did they bug me?" Liz asked as she turned to look at my mom. My mom laughed a little and nodded. Liz gasped again. "CAMMIE!" She yelled up the stairs as she fumbled looking for the bug. I could hear the boys chuckle

"Why is she blaming me?" I asked innocently.

"Let's ask her." Macey said crossing to the door, she opened it slightly and yelled down to Liz, "WHY ARE YOU BLAMING CAMMIE?"

We heard Macey through the computer and as she yelled about eight feet from us. It was trippy.

Liz sighed before replying. "CAN YOU HONESTLY TELL ME IT WASN'T AT LEAST HALF HER IDEA?" We all looked at each other. She wasn't wrong, Macey yelled a reply.

"IT DEPENDS ON WHAT YOU MEAN BY 'HONESTLY'" She yelled back. The boys laughed again.

"THAT'S WHAT I THOUGHT." Liz yelled once more. "I don't know why I'm yelling they can probably hear me through the-found it!" She said victoriously plucking the bug off of her necklace.

"I don't know why she didn't look there first, that's where we always put them." Bex murmured.

"Seriously." I agreed.

Liz held the bug up to eye level and looked at 'us' through the bug. "Well, I'll see you guys later." She said smiling, not even slightly mad. "Bye!" She said making a kissy face at the camera (we hurried to snap a picture of her face) before dropping it to the ground and driving the heel of her shoe into it.

"YOU DIDN'T HAVE TO BREAK IT!" Bex yelled down the stairs.

"SORRY!" Liz yelled back.

"Well, we have another half hour until I leave." Macey said with a sigh. "What should we do?"

"We could do hair and makeup checks." Bex suggested.

"I think they're fine." Macey said. "We could figure out how you two are going to sit in those monster dresses without ruining the look."

"Boring." I said. "We could text bomb Liz while trying to figure out how to sit in these huge dresses." I said.

"Well that could be interesting." Bex said.

"Let's do it." Macey said reaching under her skirt and grabbing her phone.

"Should we practice on chairs or just the ground?" I asked as I attempted to get my phone.

"Both." Bex said in the same position as I.

Macey went to get the chairs from the bathroom while Bex and I got our phones out. Eventually Bex and I got our phones out from the pockets under our dresses and Macey entered the room with the chairs wiped of any make up that may have spilled.

"Okay, Cam you can't smash the ruffles on your dress and Bex, you're going to have a heck of a time maneuvering the train. For you Cam, I would suggest sitting lightly on the edge of your seat and Bex, pull your train slightly to the side to make sure it doesn't bunch up and it should be fine. What are you guys saying to Liz?" Macey instructed us as she typed madly on her phone.

"I'm sending information about each element on the Periodic table, one at a time." I said as my fingers flew.

"I'm going over the differences in American and British phrases." Bex said as she stood up and sat down several times.

"What about you Mace?" I asked.

"Going over the very interesting world of politics, one word per text." She said and laughed a little.

"She's going to hate us." I said laughing a little.

"Jonas is going to think he's doing something wrong and panic." Macey said laughing.

Bex cackled in delight. "I've started listing every Queen of England in order, as well as their families this may take a while."

For the next twenty minutes we all typed out our information as fast as we could, making a nuisance of ourselves, but eventually we ran out of information. I ran out first, Macey next, and Bex last. After we had finished making a nuisance of ourselves to our best friend, we decided to try sitting on the floor in our huge dresses.

"I feel like I should record this." Macey said as she watched Bex and I arrange our dresses where we stood.

"I feel like you shouldn't." Bex said glaring at Macey. Macey held up her hands in surrender and Bex and I made eye contact. "On three...one...two...three." We lowered ourselves gently to the ground.

Now in princess movies, when they're wearing big dresses and they easily plop into chairs or sit on the ground, they must have had years of training, because it is not easy. Not at all. Bex's dress was so puffy that she had to push her skirts out of her face and I had to arrange my dress in a circle around me so I didn't squish the ruffles. Finally, we managed to get ourselves in a comfortable position with our dresses looking pretty and of course we managed to do this just as my mom and Solomon appeared to take Macey down.

"Well don't you girls just look lovely." My mom said snapping a picture of me and Bex with our dresses arranged prettily around us.

"Alright Ms. McHenry, it's your turn." Solomon turning to Macey offering her his arm.

"Alright, I guess I need to go. Stand up and give me a hug." She ordered Bex and I.

We grabbed each others arms and used each other to balance ourselves and to pull ourselves into an upright standing position. We crossed over to our stunning friend and we wrapped ourselves in a group hug. We held each other close for a minute, for no better reason than that the hug was comfortable and warm. It was a good hug. Finally Macey drew away slowly and we smiled at each other.

"Is my bug on and ready to go?" She asked as she adjusted the earring that held the device.

We laughed and nodded glancing at the computer to be sure. We had turned it on a while ago.

"You ready to spend the night with Preston?" I asked smiling.

She smiled back. "I think so." She said looking semi-unsure.

"You're so beautiful, Mace. You're going to have so much fun." Bex said.

"You guys are too. Be ready for an interrogation tonight when we all get back." Macey said.

"Yes ma'am." Bex and I said together.

We smiled at each other once more and Macey grabbed Solomon's arm and he lead her to the door.

"Try to stay out of trouble Cam!" Macey called over her shoulder.

"Why does everyone keep saying that?" I called after her as the door shut behind them. She laughed as she came into view of the boys around the corner and Bex and I ran to the computer.

Preston's reaction was kind of precious. He grinned his huge, all american boy smile, and ran a hand over his mouth as he tried to hold back a laugh. Bex hurried to take a picture of the screen before he moved. She caught him in the perfect moment, he had turned the side a little, his hand was over his mouth a little but not enough to hide his smile and his eyes sparkled.

"We need to print that out for Macey." Bex said.

"Yeah, it would look really good in black and white." I agreed.

"Let's edit it before we go." Bex said as the boys began to talk.

"Wow, McHenry you clean up nice." Grant said and Zach slapped his head.

"You look really great Macey." Zach said kindly.

"Thanks Zach, but wait until you two see Cammie and Bex. They're way out of your league." Macey said with a smile. Well, I couldn't actually see her smile, but I knew she was grinning.

"Wow...Mace...you look really...breathtaking." Preston said running his eyes over Macey several times, but always returning to her face like a gentleman.

"Thank you." She said generously. Preston held out a small white rose.

"For you, my lady." He said with a grin.

"Wow I wonder what color our roses are going to be." Bex said.

"Five bucks says yours is red." I said without a doubt in my mind.

"I would take that bet but I agree with you." Bex said. "Why do people keep giving me red things?" She asked.

"Because red suits you." I said truthfully.

"You think so?" She asked doubtfully.

"I know so, it screams Bex and cries for mercy." I said with a smile.

"Yeah you're right," Bex said giggling. "I guess it makes sense because it's my favorite color too."

I laughed a little. "I think she's going to take it off soon." I said pointing to the screen. They had exited the house and were walking down the street, chatting, holding hands.

"Oh, hold on a second." Macey said reaching for the bug. "Okay guys, see you in a few hours, have fun tonight! I warned the boys not to lay a finger where they shouldn't but I don't know if they took me seriously so keep your guard up. Love you girlies." She made the same kissy face as Liz and we hurried to take a picture. "Hope you guys got that!" She said before turning the bug off.

"Well...another half hour and it's our turn. How are we going to get pictures of the guys faces? I feel like we should take a picture of us making kissy faces as well." Bex said.

"We could set it to record on our bugs for like five minutes and then take screenshots of the footage." I suggested.

"Genius Cam, genius." Bex said as we hurried to set the bugs and laptop.

"Okay well that didn't take half as long as I thought it would." I said when we finished a few minutes later.

"Edit that picture for Macey? We can do one for Liz too." Bex suggested.

"Brilliant idea old chap." I said in a terrible british accent and we hopped to it.

Way too quickly, we had finished with that and we were sitting, just waiting.

"Are you just as nervous as I am?" I asked.

"More."

"No way. I can't believe Macey and Liz were so calm about it." I said.

"I know. Last minute touch ups?" Bex suggested and I readily agreed. Anything to get my mind off the fact that it was our turn to go in just fifteen minutes.

We both checked and rechecked our ensembles several times to find only three minutes had passed. We went over the bugs and the recording system and the backup recording system. Another two minutes had passed. We reorganized the bathroom as much as we dared in our dresses and played cat's cradle with a piece of yarn that Bex found. Three minutes. Seven to go. We set up comfortable pajamas for all of us to change into when we got back and made sure everything was ready for after our activities because we didn't know how late it was going to be. Only three minutes to do that. Four to go.

"I should really stop counting down." I told Bex.

"Me too, but I can't just turn off my internal clock." She complained.

"Me either." I whined. "Do you think the guys are nervous?" I asked.

"Oh they better be."

"Why did the time seem to go so much faster with Macey here?" I asked.

"No idea. I wish I knew. Do you think we'll be able to fight in these dresses?" She asked me.

"I assume that's half the point of the shorts. Are you expecting a fight?"

"No, but it's good to be prepared for anything."

"True. I feel like pacing."

"Me too." She admitted.

"Don't you dare, if you do, I will."

"I'll hold strong for you Cam."

"Thanks Bex."

"Okay, are you girls ready to go?" My mom and Solomon appeared two minutes til seven.

"Yes." We replied in unison, a calm facade falling over both of us.

"Good, oh you girls are going to have so much fun. You've probably guessed this, but you're going to the same place together." My mom said as she pulled out her phone.

"Ladies," Solomon said gesturing to the open door.

"Hit record Bex, let's do this." I said holding my head high.

Bex did as asked, and we linked arms and left the room. The walk from the room down the hall to the stairs was agony, it felt like it took ten minutes although ten seconds was the reality.

The hall opened to the staircase where Grant and Zach sat waiting at the bottom. They looked dapper in matching black suits and shiny black shoes. Grant saw Bex and his hands flew to his face, but I was more focused on Zach. As we turned the corner, the two of us made eye contact and he grinned. His hand twitched to his face and he tried to cover it by rubbing his nose but I could've sworn his cheeks colored. His eyes got this almost squinty look to them as he smiled wider than I've ever seen him smile before which caused me to grin. Bex and I descended the stairs in unison, never faltering a step. She squeezed my arms when she saw Grant and I squeezed back just as hard.

We reached the bottom step and no one had yet to say a word. Grant broke the silence.

"Bex...you look...wow." Grant said, not able to tear his eyes from her.

"Thanks. I think." Bex said with a small laugh.

Zach just mouthed my name, and it made me blush harder than any compliment he could've given.

I laughed a light tinkling laugh, and I don't think I've ever made that sound before.

"Cam, you look...stunning." Zach said trying to hide his smile and failing miserably.

Grant pulled Bex away from my arm and she let me go reluctantly. They crossed to the other side of the room and I moved in closer to Zach.

"You don't look so bad yourself." I said running a finger down his lapel.

He laughed and grabbed my hand.

"I'm going to kiss you now Cam." He said pulling me close and tilting my head up to touch his lips to mine.

It was sweet and only lasted a few seconds but it was better than I could have hoped.

"Alright you guys, you've got to get going soon. Let me take a picture, and then you can go." My mom said gesturing for us to get close together.

Zach wrapped an arm around my waist and I leaned my head on his shoulder, my arms wrapped loosely around his torso, holding him close to me. My mom began to count down from the picture and I didn't even think to smile, it just happened.

"Okay, just couples now, Zach and Cam first." My mom instructed and Grant and Bex stepped away. She began to count down once more and at the last second I reached my head up and planted my lips on the underside of his jaw.

"Cammie." My mom said faux annoyed. "A real picture now, no monkey business."

"Yes ma'am." I said readjusting myself in Zachs arms. She began to count down for what was hopefully the final time.

I had twisted myself so my back was leaned up against Zach's chest, hopefully discouraging any 'monkey business' but it didn't work as well as I hoped. Just before my mom took the picture Zach pressed his lips to my neck, half buried in my hair and I had looked at him with just my eyes, not moving my head as he did. I'm sure that made an interesting picture.

My mom just sighed. "Alright you two I'm serious this time, I want at least one nice picture and I will keep you here all night if I need too. Once more." She counted down one last time and this time we managed to get a nice picture. I may have glanced at Zach with my eyes once more, but I don't think I got it in the picture.

"Okay great, Bex and Grant now." She moved on to my best friend and we stepped out of the way. They got their picture in just one photo and we moved on our merry way.

We waved goodbye to Solomon and my mom and the boys led us to the doorway.

"Wait here, for just a second." They asked before disappearing through the front door.

"Let's do it now Bex." I said reaching for my bug.

"Good idea." She said and pulled off hers as well. We made kissy faces together in the same frame, and then once more on our own. We made our kissy faces a little different though, we decided to blow kisses instead of just making the face. At the last second, I decided to wink at the camera as I blew my kiss. I thought it might be a nice touch.

Seconds after we had turned the bugs off and tucked them away, the boys came back, grins on their faces.

"You girls ready to go?" Grant asked. We looked at each other and nodded. We were on our way.

The boys lead us from the front porch to the van in the front yard.

"We lobbied for a better car, but we lost the draw." Grant explained as we crossed to the car.

"But don't worry, we spent a good chunk of the day making it more comfortable to ride in." Zach said with a grin. I made 'what the heck do they mean?' eye contact with Bex. She gave me a look that was the equivalent to a shrug.

They lead us to the door on the passenger side of the van and Zach pulled the door open with a subtle flare and a satisfied grin. Bex and I gasped as we saw what they had done. It was incredible, they had somehow take the seats out and rearranged them so they lay flat against the side of the cars so there was a big open space in the middle like in the Gallagher limos. There were new seat covers on the long benches and pillow spread out sporadically.

"This is…" I began.

"...So cool." Bex finished for me.

"How on earth did you manage to do this?" I asked baffled.

"Turns out Solomon is quite the mechanic." Grant explained.

"The hardest part was arranging the seat belts. And it wasn't even that hard." Zach explained as he helped me into the van.

Grant helped Bex into the back but kept talking. "Now, as much as we would love to sit back here with you ladies, someone has to drive and the only way to make it fair is to have the two of us sit up front. That way the person driving doesn't feel left out." He explained as they showed us where the seat belts were.

"Grant doesn't know how to get where we're going and is too prideful to admit it. He wouldn't let me drive." Zach whispered in my ear and I giggled. Zach straightened again and Grant slapped the back of his head. They were both grinning as they stepped out of the back and shut the door.

"What did he say?" Bex asked quickly.

"Grant might get lost and he wouldn't let Zach drive." I summarized and we tried to hold back a laugh as they got back into the car.

I managed to regain my composure first. "So, where are we going?" I asked.

"You'll see." Zach answered mysteriously. I looked at Bex.

"Or, you could just tell us." Bex suggested.

"Where's the fun in that?" Grant asked.

"Oh believe us, it's much more fun that way." I said smiling.

"I don't believe you." Zach replied looking back at me and grinning.

Grant pulled onto a familiar street. He was taking us in the same direction as the city we were at yesterday was.

"Well what are we doing?" Bex tried again.

"Something fun." Grant said.

"Fun for you guys or fun for us?" I asked.

"Fun for everyone." Zach replied.

"Then why isn't everyone coming?" Bex asked.

"They were originally but then Macey kissed Preston and he decided he wanted to take her somewhere they could make out all night." Grant replied.

"He's got another thing coming if he thinks that's going to fly with Macey." I said grinning at Bex. "What about Liz and Jonas?"

"They're doing something that should be normal but I have a feeling they're going to turn it into something nerdy." Zach replied.

"I don't think even Jonas could turn that into something nerdy." Grant said disbelieving.

"Oh he definitely could." Zach argued.

"Oh come on, they're going to a drive in-" Zach punched his arm and Grant stopped talking but he had said enough.

"So Liz and Jonas are going to a drive in movie?" Bex said grinning at their slip up.

"Nice going Grant." Zach said.

"Oh they would've found out eventually, besides they're already there." Grant replied.

"And just how do you know they're already there?" I asked suspiciously.

"We memorized the route time for Preston and Jonas." Zach answered just a little too quickly.

"You bugged him didn't you?" I asked once more.

"You have no proof of that." He defended.

"You have no proof we stole your pillows." Bex jumped in.

"I know you guys stole our pillows. Where else would they have gone?" Grant said.

"Maybe Preston took them." I suggested innocently.

"Why would Preston steal his own pillow?" Zach questioned.

"Maybe he hid his as well to make it seem less suspicious." Bex suggested.

"I've gotta admit it's possible." Grant said. "It wouldn't be the first time he's pulled something like this."

I looked at Bex and subtly raised my eyebrows in surprise. Who'd have guessed?

"What has he stolen your toothbrushes or something?" Bex asked curiously.

"He tried to hide our shoes when he first go there. The idiot hid them under the bathroom cupboard." Zach said with a laugh.

"Oh man did he regret that the next day." Grant said laughing with him.

"Did you guys ever do something like that to Macey?" Zach asked once they had calmed down.

I glanced at Bex and stifled a laugh. "Well we haven't done anything like that to Macey." I said carefully emphasizing Macey's name.

"Have you done something like that to someone else? Say...Bex?" Zach asked, catching my drift.

"Well actually now that you mention it, we have done something like that to Bex." I said eyeing Bex carefully.

"Go ahead, tell them. It was like five years ago." Bex said nodding, although she still sounded a little stiff about it.

I turned in my seat a little so I was turned more towards Zach and Grant. "Okay, so here's the story, it was our first year at Gallagher and Bex was doing really well in our P&E classes and little Lizzie doesn't handle being second best very well."

"She handles it horribly." Bex put in slightly bitter.

"So after like a month and a half of Bex being better than her in P&E, Liz finally decides to do something about it. Her little genius brain starts working on the problem and the first solution that comes to mind is to just get rid of Bex entirely."

"Keep in mind that this is the solution against one of her best friends." Bex added.

"Right, so Liz can't kill her without there being this huge mess so she comes up with this plan to get Bex expelled, it probably would've worked too but her one mistake was asking me to help and telling me it was just a prank. Now we start out this really elaborate prank involving almost every article of Bex's clothing and this girl who is in a grade above ours. We set the prank in motion and Bex freaks out and starts whaling on this girl older than she is and the hilarious part is, she's actually winning in this fight with a girl that has more training" Grant and Zach started laughing at the image of an eleven year old Bex beating up someone quite older than she was. "This goes of for like five minutes before the teachers figure out that it was more than a sparring match, the one girl gets sent to the infirmary and Bex-" Bex cut me off.

"Bex got twenty points extra credit in P&E." Bex informed with a self satisfied smile. "Liz was not very happy that her plan backfired and well, let's just say all's well that ends well."

I giggled at Bex's version of the events. Bex did get the extra credit, but she also got a month of kitchen work. Liz eventually blew up at Bex one day in our dorm and we talked it out and she got over it, but that was definitely not the last of Liz's attempts to be the best in our P&E class.

Eventually we all calmed down although Grant and Zach did burst into chuckles at random moments.

"Grant you missed our turn." Zach said a few minutes later pointing to a seemingly random road on the right.

"Not a problem." Grant said jerking the wheel as we spun into a wild u-turn right then and there.

Bex and I reached for each others arms and yelled "Grant!"

He straightened the car and replied with a simple "Yeah?"

"You are so lucky there weren't any other cars on the road." I said as I pulled a stray piece of hair from where it had flown and I returned it to it's place.

"Oh pish-posh I know how to drive." He said as he made a wild left turn.

"Oh, yeah." Bex said sarcastically.

"Even Bex can drive better than you can." I said.

"I agree." Bex said as we clung to each others arms.

"Look, we're almost there." Zach said pointing to a brightly lit Manor in the distance, even from here I could tell it was huge.

Bex and I undid our seat belts and moved up closer to where they sat, so we could see out of the front window better. I rested a hand on Zachs arm as I leaned forward to see out the window.

"You guys sure that this is a good idea?" Zach asked, gesturing to our lack of seat belts.

"Nope." I said.

"It's probably not." Bex said. "But we want to see where we're going to be spending our evening."

"What is this place?" I asked.

"Well, technically it's used as a reception hall, but it can be used for any kind of party." Zach explained.

"And what kind of party is going on there tonight?" Bex asked.

"I guess you'll just have to wait and find out." Grant said. "What was this place?" Bex asked.

"It was a manor built by this really old rich British immigrant. He wanted a replica of his childhood home. When he died, his family turned it into a rent-a-mansion kind of place." Zach explained. Bex and I looked at each other and backed away.

We sat on the floor of the car with our skirts spread around us, like we had back at the house in our room.

"Psst. Cam." Bex said as she gained my attention. I turned to look at her and watched as she pulled the yarn from earlier out of the bodice of her dress. She mouthed 'Don't tell Macey.' and set up a round of cat's cradle.

We sat playing with the yarn for a while until Zach glanced back to see what had us so quiet. He glanced once at what we were doing then turned in his seat to get a better look like he couldn't believe his eyes. He nudged Grant who made a noise of recognition.

"Hmm?" Grant mumbled. Zach nudged him again.

"Hmm?" He said louder. Once more, Zach nudged him.

"Freaking HMMM?" Grant practically yelled.

"Dude, look!" Zach replied.

"I'm kind of driving!" Grant replied.

"Ugh, give me the wheel, and look." Zach said reaching over and grabbing the wheel and Grant turned in his seat to look at Bex and I.

Grant's eyes went wide and Bex apparently couldn't hold it in anymore.

"What?! Never seen someone play cat's cradle before?" She asked angrily as I took the yarn from her.

"No, no I have it's just...not what I would have expected from you two. It looks like something out of an old movie. Do people really still play that?"

"Ease off the gas a little." Zach instructed.

"We play it, isn't that enough?" I asked as Bex took the string back carefully.

"Sure, sure…" Grant said as he began to turn back to the wheel with a sweet smile on his face. Grant grabbed the wheel back and Zach stayed turned in his seat to watch us. Well, me.

He kept grinning disbelievingly. Not really in a mean way though, more like a 'This is so cute I will treasure this memory forever' way. He kept doing that thing where he would grin kind of euphorically and turn away for a second and chuckle and touch his nose like he did when we first came downstairs. It was really cute.

I kept glancing at him from the corner of my eye, but mostly I focused on the yarn. With Zach watching us so closely, Bex and I couldn't do our silent talk thing, so we just sat in near silence, until Bex starting humming.

Finally finally, finally, we reached the building and we pulled into the parking lot of the building. They stopped the car in front of the Garden path that, I assume, leads to the front door.

Zach and Grant jumped out of the car and ran to open the door for us.

"Milady," Zach said holding the door open. He held out a hand to help me climb from the car. I handed Bex the yarn and stood up to cover her as she rolled it and stuck it back into the bodice of her dress.

I accepted Zach's hand gratefully as he helped me step down from the van. We quickly stepped out of the way for Grant to help Bex down from the car. As soon as we were all ready and the car was locked, Zach and I linked arms and he began to lead me through a stunning garden with Grant and Bex following a few feet behind us.

The flowers were absolutely gorgeous, there were flowers of every kind, of every color, and there were these really pretty fairy lights that were scattered everywhere emphasising the best parts of the gardens.

When we reached the actual building, Zach held the door open for me then passed it to Grant to hold open for Bex. We entered this grand entry way, with this huge crystal chandelier brightening the whole room. There was a grand staircase leading who knew where and two the left was a gorgeously decorated room, with tables set up with huge ornate center pieces. There was no way the boys planned this all in one day, so I decided to figure out what was really happening there that night.

"So, what event are we interrupting?" I asked.

"We actually aren't interrupting anything, this ended about an hour ago. The owner was gracious enough to leave everything set up for our use. We have it for the rest of the night. There was a wedding here this afternoon." Zach explained triumphantly.

"Nice…so what are we doing here?" Bex asked, always to the point.

"We are going to see what this place is hiding, maybe play hide and seek or something like it, and then see where that leaves us." Grant explained.

"We actually didn't plan much, we wanted to see what you guys wanted to do first." Zach added.

"That's sweet. How big is this place?" Bex asked curiously.

"Pretty big. I wasn't given an exact square footage but about ¾ the size of Gallagher at most." Zach answered.

Bex and I nodded. "How many rooms?" I asked.

"About thirty. We haven't really checked yet." Grant answered.

"Well, let's go explore." I said grinning at Bex.

"Cammie…" Bex said warningly.

"I haven't done anything yet!" I protested, imagining how long it would take me to slip my shoes off and burst for the stairs.

"No, but you're planning too, I know you and I can see it in your eyes." Bex countered.

"You have no way of knowing that, besides would I leave you guys behind?" I asked and began picturing how long it would take Bex and the boys to catch up.

"You definitely would. Well, you probably wouldn't leave me behind but you'd leave the boys behind." She replied.

"Well, that's something we will never have to figure out." I said grabbing a curl from my right shoulder. I twirled it twice and looked around the room once, starting at the stairs and hoped Bex got the message.

"It better not be." Bex said shaking her head once towards the stairs. She understood.

"Well, where do you guys wanna-" Without any warning I had heeled off both of my shoes off, Bex doing the same. We hiked up our skirts and bolted for the stairs.

The boys sat there in a stunned silence for a seconds before bolting after us, be we already had a head start, and that's all we needed.

We made it to the top of the stairs remarkably fast for our huge skirts. The boys had stumbled in their fancy shoes, which I hadn't expected, but it was a nice surprise. Bex and I ran down the hallway and slammed a few doors as we did, doubling back into a room we had already closed the door on and locked the door.

"Okay, we may have just corned ourselves, what now?" Bex asked.

"A house this old? There's got to be a way to get from room to room even if it's crawling along the window sill." I replied looking around the room. The boys began opening and closing doors, trying to find us.

We glanced around the room and opened quite a few closet doors before finding a panel over an old servants staircase. I grinned at our find and looked at Bex. She looked back at me warily, doubt on her face.

"Grant, this one's locked I think I found them!" Zach called from outside the door.

"Coming!" Grant replied faintly.

"Let's go." Bex said swooping up her skirts and dashing down the stairs. I closed the door and replaced the panel before following her.

"Hurry, I think they got the door open when I left." I said as I caught up to her.

The staircase inevitable lead all over the house, when we reached a crossroads, we picked the way that seemed least dangerous (Bex's insistence). Eventually, we came out in a library behind a secret panel. We quickly dusted off our skirts (We did pretty good at keeping the dust off if I do say so myself) and we crossed the room silently. I had no doubt the boys would catch up to us eventually, so I crossed to the desk and left them a note. 'You said you wanted to play hide and seek, here's your chance' It read.

"Let's let them know it's from us." Bex said picking up the paper.

"I'm pretty sure they're going to know it's from us." I replied, but she pressed her lips to the page anyway, leaving a mark in her lipstick under the message. She handed me the paper and I did the same, reluctantly.

"Be a good sport Cam, it's cute and flirty." Bex said as she placed the paper on the table nearest the hidden door.

"You're really just going to leave it in plain sight like that?" I nodded towards the paper. She shrugged and we moved on.

The next place we went to, was the main hall. We properly looked at the stunning decorations.

"I wonder how they paid for this." I mused to Bex.

"What do you mean?" She asked. "They said the owner was happy to let them use this place."

"They also said it was a 'rent-a-mansion'." I replied.

"Preston probably. Does it ever bother you how little we really know about them?" Bex asked.

"All the time." I replied.

"Thought so, let's keep going." She grabbed my arm and we carefully made our way to the music room, and around the rest of the first floor. The house was stunning.

We hadn't seen or heard anything from the boys when we went up to the third floor, and still hadn't when we made our way back down.

"Okay, this is starting to get weird." Bex commented as we reached the bottom of the grand staircase.

"I know...they've obviously been down here." I said gesturing to our straightened shoes.

"Maybe we should just wait do-" Bex began but she was cut off when the boys barreled from around the corner.

"FOUND YOU!" Grant yelled and sweeped Bex off her feet and spun her around, consequently interrupting her sentence.

Zach slid to a stop a few feet from me and wrapped his arms around my waist and kissed my cheek. I grinned and accepted the affection happily.

"I win." Zach whispered in my ear.

"I'm pretty sure we win." I replied. "We evaded you for how long? Forty five minutes?" I said cheekily turning in his arms and wrapping my arms around his neck.

"Ah but that is not how you play hide and go seek." Zach commented while pointing his finger victoriously whilst explaining. "You win hide and go seek when the go seekers find the hiders, henceforth, we win."

"Well than this is a fixed game, there's no way for the hiders to win unless they evade the go seekers, which we did." I replied cheekily.

"It is indeed a fixed game, but it generally works out in my favor." Zach said.

"How's that?" I asked, knowing the answer.

"I'm always the go seeker." He said kissing me lightly before spinning us to face Bex and Grant.

"Well, as fun as that was, let's not do it again." Grant replied as he loosened his tie slightly.

"You guys were the ones that wanted to play." Bex protested.

"I forgot who I was asking to play." Grant replied wincing. "I don't like running and Solomon's morning 'jogs' are more like death marches. Dancing. I like dancing, let's dance." He grabbed Bex's hand and swung her around into a position for a classic waltz.

Zach offered me his arm and we followed our already dancing friends to the dance floor. Zach tapped a panel on the way to the floor and a half pop, half classical sounding song came out over the speakers. He pulled me into the same position as Grant had pulled Bex and we danced.

Blackthorne trained their boys well, we danced classics like waltzes, tangos, salsas, and older dances like jitterbug, charleston, lindy hop, jive, and even some really popular ones like gangnam style and the macarena (which was hilarious, by the way). We foxtrotted, flamenco-ed, mamboed, and reeled, then we took a break for water and began again. Bex and I taught them how to cha-cha, and they taught us how to jazz dance. Bex and I stood there and laughed as they tried to krump and belly dance. The boys tried to laugh but ended up clapping when Bex and I managed to do the worm in our dresses.

We did a very exaggerated, slightly hilarious, version of the minuet and even made up some dances that were combinations of different dances we had done that night. We had danced for a while (a few hours) before we finally collapsed to the ground.

The boys had dropped the jackets ages ago, but we were all sweating.

Grant groaned. "Okay, I changed my mind, I don't like dancing." He ran a hand through his hair. "I think there's ice cream in the freezers. That ought to cool us off." He suggested.

"Who's ice cream is it?" Bex asked.

"Left over from the wedding I would assume." Zach replied climbing to his feet.

"Are we seriously doing this?" Bex questioned as Grant helped her to her feet.

"Absolutely." I replied as I grabbed Zach's hand and let him heave me to my feet.

"Well, okay then." She replied pulling her hair from her neck. I copied the motion, it was seriously hot.

We crossed to the hidden set of stairs that lead to the basement, the one place in the house Bex and I hadn't gotten around to looking at. A huge gourmet kitchen covered the entire basement, the boys lead us to the freezer where a huge tub of ice cream sat waiting. We grabbed four huge spoons and sat around the island stuffing our faces.

"I'm gonna feel really bad if someone was going to eat this ice cream." I said after a while, shoving another bite in my face.

"Eh, don't it's their fault for leaving it so accessible." Grant said, his mouth full, sleeves rolled up.

"I agree with Grant, can you honestly say this isn't cooling you down?" Bex challenged.

"True...we're gonna have to work hard to make up for all the junk we've eaten this summer." I sighed looking at Bex.

She shook her head. "This is nothing compared to two summers ago." She said, reminding me of the summer break we had spent in Nebraska. The same summer break with the spin the bottle game.

"Man, that summer was incredible." I said as I thought back.

Bex laughed. "Can you believe that one kid, with the-" I cut her off.

"The kid with the scar and he-" I laughed, cutting myself off and Bex picked up where I left off.

"I can't believe he actually did it!" Bex said joining me.

"Hey Grant remember that one time our girlfriends seemed to talk without really saying anything?" Zach said rolling his eyes with a smile.

"Oh you mean every time they talk, ever?" Grant replied sarcastically, but he winked.

"Oh, ha ha ha." Bex said. "Don't you guys ever do something like that?"

"I can honestly say I don't think we have." Zach said seriously.

"You've never given each other a look and known exactly what the other person meant?" I questioned as I stuck my spoon into the ice cream and leaving it there.

"Not that I can remember." Grant said.

"You've never said a word and both thought of the same thing." Bex said staring at them.

"Okay, that we have done." Zach replied.

"You've also never said something at the same time or had the same thought?" I asked raising an eyebrow.

"Well, we've done that too-" Zach began but Bex cut him off.

"Then you've done the same thing." Bex said leaving no room for argument. She placed her spoon next to mine and leaned on my shoulder. The boys kept digging in the ice cream.

"Maybe we do." Grant said looking at Zach. Zach made eye contact, and they tilted their heads to the right at the same time. Bex and I laughed.

"Okay, you definitely do the same things we do." I said between giggles.

"Alright, alright, I give. We do the same thing." Zach said teasingly.

"Let's go dance some more." Bex said climbing to her feet and stretching.

"Yeah! Do either of you guys know how to swing dance?" I asked following Bex and falling into our familiar stretch routine.

"Ooo, Ooo, I do!" Grant said excitedly. Bex and I took turns helping each other stretch our lower backs.

I looked to Zach. "I don't" He replied, shrugging.

"You wanna dance with me Grant?" I asked as Bex pushed in exactly the right place to get rid of the knot in my back.

He flicked his eyes toward Zach for just a second, I assume to ask permission. Bex and I made eye contact and rolled our eyes, Bex knew I wouldn't ever try anything with Grant. Zach apparently made the affirmative sign, because he agreed.

"Sure, sounds like fun." He replied as he chucked his spoon into the sink.

"Awesome." I replied gently massaging Bex's most sensitive spot, she sighed as the tension was released.

Bex popped her neck a few times before saying "Let's go!" and bolting for the stairs, and I was right behind her.

The guess the boys actually took the time to put the ice cream back, because we made it up the stairs and back into the ballroom long before they did.

"Where did you learn to swing dance, Cam?" Bex asked.

"My grandpa taught me, believe it or not. Well, he tried when I was a kid but I didn't really pick it up until my dad went over it with me. It's one of my favorite types of dance." I replied. "It's not that difficult it just takes a lot of practice. What on earth is taking the boys so long?" I asked.

"Well, I doubt they're doing dishes, but it shouldn't take this long to put ice cream away. Let's go find them." Bex said as she grabbed my arm and pulled me back towards the stairs.

We padded silently across the floor and down the stairs, we heard their voices as we got closer to the bottom. Well, we heard Zach's voice mainly.

"-seriously Grant, don't even think about it." Zach's voice said sternly.

"I'm not going to, but you should think about it. Honestly Zach, you heard what they said. You know you would want the same thing. You did want the same thing, but at least they aren't resorting to breaking into our triple encrypted files."

"Their files were more than triple encrypted and you know that." Zach said. I could practically hear him run a hand through his hair.

I made surprised eye contact with Bex as they continued.

"Oh yeah, I know. I remember how long it took to break into them. Still, they deserve to know and I think Preston and Jonas would agree with me. There's no doubt in my mind that Macey and Liz probably want to know too. Are we going to wait for them to really break into our files and find out what we don't want them to know?" Grant said angrily.

Once again, I looked at Bex. This time I mouthed 'What don't they want us to know?' She nodded in agreement to the question. We kept listening.

"I'll think about it, but it might not be a good idea. It could all end horribly and you know it." Zach argued.

Bex tapped my shoulder. 'It's all fun and games-' She mouthed the beginning and I finished our mantra with her. 'Until someone gets their memories erased.' I grabbed her arm and we ran down the last few steps into the kitchen.

"Or it could all end-Hey girls!" Grant cut his sentence off when he saw us. Zach whirled around and smiled when he saw us.

"What's taking you so long?" I asked with a casual smile.

"Sorry, just doing dishes." Grant replied grabbing spoons. Bex and I rolled our eyes.

"That can wait, come on!" Bex said running forward and grabbing Grant's arm. I copied the motion with Zach, grabbing his hand and entwining our fingers.

We ran up the stairs laughing the whole way, but my mind was buzzing and I didn't doubt that Bex's was too. What they heck were they talking about? What didn't they want us to know? What did Grant want to tell us? This was going to take some thought and I didn't exactly have time for it now, so I filed it away for later.

We reached the ballroom and we began the music once more, Grant and I swing danced and he was actually pretty good. We tried to teach Zach and Bex, but Zach was horrible at it and Bex could only do the basic steps. We gave up pretty quickly. We went back to the dances we had done before and danced for about another hour. It was around midnight when we finally stopped.

Breathing heavily once more, we dropped to the ground and laid on our backs. Bex and I groaned. The boys both pulled off their ties completely and undid the first few buttons on their shirts.

"Okay, now it's time for stage two." Zach said grinning.

"I don't think I can handle stage two." I said as I fanned my hair out behind me.

"Sure you can, stage two is easy." Grant said smiling.

"I don't think so." Bex said shaking her head.

"Well, first part of stage two." Zach began Bex and I groaned again. "Those dresses look horribly uncomfortable, it's about time we got you out of them."

Our eyes shot open as we hurried moved away from the two of them holding up our arms warningly. We knew he probably didn't mean what we first heard, but it never hurt to be careful.

"Whoa there buckaroo." I said as we maintained careful distance.

"Not like that!" Zach and Grant defended quickly.

"What we meant was, you guys should get yourselves out of the dresses and change into something more comfortable." Grant explained carefully.

Bex and I dropped our defensive sitting stance. I dropped back to laying on the floor.

"Come on, you can change up here." Zach said pulling me from the floor and tucked me under his arm. I groaned but followed. The dress really was uncomfortable.

Grant helped Bex to her feet and they quickly came right beside Zach and I, in the same position but Bex was on Grant's left instead of his right. We fell into step as we went up the stairs and Bex and I linked our pinky's.

"Wait, we don't have anything to change into." Bex said as the realization hit her.

"We took care of it." Grant said as we continued up the third floor.

Bex and I made eye contact warily. We made it up to the third floor and the boys opened the door to a large room with lots of mirrors and an extremely large vanity. On the coffee table in front of the couches on the far right, there sat two piles of what looked like comfortable clothing.

"What is this place?" I asked as I eyed the extravagance of the room.

"The bride's dressing room." Zach said. "Hence all the flowers and couches and mirrors and such." He gestured to each thing as he said it.

"There's a bathroom through there, we'll be downstairs so come down when you're ready." Grant said. They pecked us on the cheek and left us to get ready.

"Well isn't this fancy." I said looking around the room. There were four windows, a huge trifold mirror, two couches and two chairs, as well as various vases full of flowers, including a huge bouquet on the fireplace in addition to the vanity, bathroom, and abundance of tables.

"Indeed it is. Let's change, this dress is killing me." Bex said crossing to the coffee table and I followed.

"Oh look, two neatly arranged piles." I said gesturing to two bundles of clothing on the table.

"Well, at least they're labeled." Bex said pulling a card off one of the piles.

I pulled the card off the pile in front of me, it had Bex's name on the front so Bex and I wordlessly switched places. I grabbed the card from her hand that said Cammie and handed her the one with her name on it as we switched. I opened the card and all it had was a winky face. Typical. I set the card to the side and looked at what was in the pile. There was a huge pair of black sweatpants and some socks as well as a dark shirt that obviously belonged to Zach. Actually, I knew all of it belonged to Zach. It smelled like him.

"Oh cute." Bex said as she went through her pile. It contained items similar to mine, except her stuff was all Grants'. "What do you have?" She asked.

"Pretty much the same. Shirt, ridiculously huge pants, these weird running socks all guys seem to own." I said gesturing to the pile.

"What does your shirt say?" She asked holding her own t-shirt up to read what it said.

"No idea." I replied. "Yours?" I asked as I bent to pick it up.

"Black and white superman sign." She said rolling her eyes, but smiling.

I looked to see what mine said. It was once a t-shirt, but the sleeves had been cut off and so had the collar so it had ragged edges and the neckline was lower that it originally would have been but it wasn't outrageously low. It had a very simple design, it said 'Blackthorne' with 'School for boys' beneath it. I held it up for Bex to see.

"I think he cut it himself what do you think?" She said gesturing to the ragged edges.

"I think so too. I kinda like it though." I said studying it.

"It suits you. Fits your real personality." Bex said with a wink. "Help me get out of this dress." She turned and I paused.

"Wait a second...How much do we trust Grant and Zach?" I asked.

"Not enough to not check for bugs." She said catching on immediately.

We quickly searched the room for any type of recording device or even a camera. When we found nothing, I turned back to Bex and she gestured to the back of her dress.

After undoing the ridiculous amount of buttons and trying not to rip the zipper when it got stuck, we finally had Bex out of the dress. She quickly pulled the t-shirt over her head and laid her dress carefully on the couch before helping me get the back of my dress undone. When she pulled apart the ties that held the corset tight to my body, I sighed in relief. I hadn't realized how tight they really were.

"Hold on a second." Bex instructed reaching into the pocket that didn't hold her phone. She pulled out a flat travel bottle of perfume. I gave her a wary look and she held up her hand as if to say 'wait for it'. She pulled off her own t-shirt and sprayed us both with the perfume, and then sprayed the piles of clothing.

"Don't tell Macey." She begged when she was done. "She told me I couldn't take it with me."

"I won't fink." I said as I pulled on the shirt and sweat pants over the shorts. I shook my hair a little to pull it out from under the collar.

"Wow, you those drown you." Bex said gesturing to the ensemble.

"Yeah…" I sighed. I held up the pants as I crossed to the mirror, to try and fix the ensemble, with Bex following behind me holding up her own sweats.

I rolled up the waistband of the pants until the legs weren't dangling on the floor. I tried tucking in the shirt but it looked worse so I just left it hanging out. I twisted from side to side examining how it looked when I noticed a small inconvenience.

"Um, Bex…?"

"Yeah?" She replied as she twisted in the same way I did.

"How much of my bra can you see?" I asked trying not to blush.

"Just the sides of it." She replied.

"Oh no!" I groaned then threw my head into my hands.

"I wouldn't complain if I were you, I don't think there's any way you're going to fix it." Bex said shaking her hair.

"Absolutely nothing?" I asked.

"Nothing. It was worse when you tucked it in." She replied honestly.

"Then it is staying untucked." I said firmly.

"My hair is driving me crazy." Bex said pulling apart her curls.

"Same." I sighed.

"Don't you have bobby pins in your hair?" She asked.

"Six." I replied.

"I can give us both buns using three each." She said reaching for the bobby pins.

"Do it." I said helping her pull them from my hair.

I shook loose the braid and Bex began on my hair. She had me kneel on the ground, before starting. She pulled free two short strands of curls before twisting it into a perfect messy bun and pinning it. She quickly pulled up her own hair in the same fashion. We pulled on the socks and grabbed our dresses then moved to the door.

"Who has the keys?" I asked referring to the car we took here. We were going to put our dresses in the back.

"Grant I think." She replied.

"Front left pocket then." I said as we made our way down the stairs.

We reached the front door, pulled the keys from Grant's pocket and dropped off our dresses in the car. We walked leisurely back to the building.

"I'm so tired." Bex said rubbing her eyes with the heel of her palm. I saw something out of the corner of my eye.

"Hey look people." I said pointing them out.

She jumped right to attention as we squatted by the flowers and watched five people cross from the side of the house to the parking lot. The walked to the other side of the street, climbed into a cleverly concealed car, and drove away.

"Wonder what they were doing." I said as we continued towards the manor.

"I think we're about to find out." Bex replied.

We entered the main room and within seconds we discovered what they were doing. The ballroom had a screen that had been lowered with a projector at the back of the room shining down onto it like in a movie theatre. Candles were lit across the room, lighting it just enough to see. In front of the screen there was a huge pile of pillows and blankets and I assume a lot of padding. Grant and Zach stood in front of the mound of fabric, looking satisfied with themselves. I made eye contact with Bex and we smiled.

"Wow, this is incredible. How did you guys get this done so fast?" I asked as we moved towards them.

"You girls took longer than you thought I guess." Grant said shrugging.

"Well still, there are only two of you, this must have taken at least five people to get done this fast." Bex added.

"We're plenty fast enough." Zach said winking as he pulled me into a hug.

"Sure you did." Grant winked. "It was worth the wait though, you guys look great in our clothes."

"I hope you realize you aren't getting these back." I said as I walked towards Zach.

"I'm honestly glad you're keeping them." Zach said wrapping me in a hug. "I look good on you Gallagher Girl." He whispered in my ear.

"You girls ready to watch a movie?" Grant asked changing the subject.

"Sure, what are we watching?" Bex questioned as Grant lead her to the front of the mound.

"We will be watching Grant's favorite film, The Princess Bride." Zach announced as he flopped down onto the mound and pulled me down beside him.

"Sounds like fun." I said. Zach pulled me under his arm and I snuggled in close to him.

"I love this movie." Bex commented as she and Grant arranged themselves in a similar position. Bex was on Grant's left and I was on Zach's right so we were right next to her.

I toed Bex's ankle towards mine and we locked them to stay connected. Even when we were with our boys, this summer was about the girls.

The movie started as Zach picked up a remote and hit play. I laid my head on his chest as we watched Wesley and Buttercup fall in love, and then as Wesley disappeared. Around the time Buttercup got engaged to the prince, Zach pulled the pins from my hair. I jerked my head around slightly to look at him.

"What are you doing?" I whispered.

"Shhh." He said as he slid the pins onto the hem of the shirt. "Just let it happen." He untwisted my hair and arranged it so it fell down my back.

It was subtle at first, so I didn't really pay it any mind but then it continued so I paid more attention. After about five minutes it became clear that Zach was playing with my hair. I carefully looked back at him to see him intently looked at my hair as he played with the curl in his hand. He twisted it around his finger, then untwisted it, then let it hang and then ran his finger through the strands. It took him a while to realize I was watching him, and when he did he just smiled and then went back to playing with my hair. I grinned and turned back to the movie.

It was comforting to have Zach play with my hair. It was becoming hard to stay awake, and I was going to stay awake. Finally finally finally just before I was about to give up hope and doze off, the movie ended and they rode off into the sunset. But then end of the movie brought a new problem. I didn't want to get up. I was so comfortable laying there, I could've stayed in his arms forever. I closed my eyes gently and waited for Zach to get up first.

Only, he didn't get up either. Neither did Bex or Grant. We laid there for at least a half an hour before Grant finally said.

"It's getting late, we should get back." He got only groans in response. And so we laid there for another five minutes before Zach agreed.

"Come on, let's get out to the car." He said as he moved to get up. I let him climb up before rolling over on my other side towards Bex.

Bex and I laid there while Zach and Grant tried to convince us to get up. They were unsuccessful. Eventually, they just got sick of waiting for us and scooped us both up and carried us out to the car. We didn't complain.

The drive back to our house was silent except for directions from Zach to Grant. Bex and I laid on the seats in the back, huddling together to try and stay warm. We reached the house in good time, we made it back before three in the morning. I wonder how fast Grant was going.

The boys opened the back door of the van and climbed up to pick us up and carry us into the house. Zach let go with one hand only for a second as he opened the door. We crossed through the kitchen, past Solomon and My mom who accepted a simple "We're taking them to bed" as an explanation before the boys carried us up the stairs and into the first room on the left.

"Whoa. What happened?" Grant whisper asked. I guess Macey and Liz hadn't cleaned up anything. I didn't blame them.

"No idea...where are their beds?" Zach whispered back.

"Through here." Macey said normally, as she appeared at the bathroom door and flicking on the overhead lights.

"You don't have to whisper you know, they aren't asleep. Neither are we." Liz added appearing next to Macey.

"Well, now we know." Grant said as he followed our two friends into the room with our beds.

"I think Cammie actually is asle-so that's what the christmas lights were for." Zach commented as we entered our room. "Jonas will be psyched."

"Please deposit our friends and leave the way you came." Macey instructed. Zach placed me gently on the bed. We waited until the door shut behind them before popping up to a sitting position and turning to our best friends.

"What a night!" Bex and I said in unison.