So I was walking into Zach's room, with Zach, to discuss what restaurant we wanted to go to tonight. Picking out a restaurant sure wasn't on my mind when we entered Zach's room. I looked around at his room and all I could say was wow. It looked like it was made for him, almost like he had been here before. It was a massive room with three other rooms on the sides of it. I think that Zach got the biggest room. Poop.

"So Cam, where do you want to eat tonight?" He asked quietly, leading me to his bed. Of course, I wasn't paying any attention to what he was saying. I mean, come on, I was with a extremely hot guy, who happens to possibly like me, in his room, what can I say?

"What?" I asked plopping onto his bed. I shook my head to try to get back to Zach's question.

"Where do you want to go to dinner?" He repeated.

"Oh, I don't know wherever." I said lightly, actually not caring one bit where we were going to eat. Zach was lying on his stomach beside me, playing with the tips of my hair.

"Why don't we let Macey chose the place?" He asked nonchalantly.

"That sounds perfect." I mumbled, distracted by his hands playing with my hair. Zach reached into his pocket and dialed a number.

"Hey McHenry?" He said into the phone. I could hear background noises. I wonder what those girls were up to.

"Goode?"

"Yeah, Cam and I decided to let you pick the restaurant. We figured you'd know all the hot places to hit."

"Awesome, later guys!" He put down his phone and sat up next to me. I could feel his body heat radiating off of him, and though it was like 90 degrees out, it was still warming and comforting.

"So…" I said, turning to face him. His face was inches away, and before he could get any closer, I grab his shoulders and kissed him with all my might. Damn, this boy was tasty. He was taken off guard one bit and immediately kissed me back. One of his hands grabbed my hip and the other roughly pushed me down onto his bed. He was lying on top of me now, and though he might have weighed a lot more than me, I could care less! I tangled my hands in his hair and his lips made their way down to my neck. I arched into him and let out a little moan. In the process of him kissing me, I managed to take of his shirt to admire his extremely sexy eight pack. I ran my hands along his wash board abs and rolled over so I was now on top of him. He let out a sexy growl and whipped my shirt off. I was now in my shorts and sports bra. Zach only had his shorts on. I straddled him and lean down to kiss him again. This probably continued for another hour of so…

"Hey dude-oh my god!" Somebody yelled walking in on my and Zach, "Holy fuck dude, your door wasn't locked!" Zach and I quickly got off each other and sat up. I blushed deep red and Zach just smirked. Fuck his hot smirk. Fuck! Grant walked in on me and Zach making out…um…

"Can I help you Grant?" I squeaked. Grant looked around and incoherently mumbled some not so nice words.

"I was just going to tell you we were going to The Palm tonight. Dress semi-formally, Macey's been to the one in New York and said it was delicious." He quickly said, backing out of the room before turning and running away. Zach and I looked at each other and burst out laughing.

"I better go get ready before the girls attack me." I told him. He leaned in and gave me one long kiss before I climbed off his bed, grabbed my shirt and scrambled out of his room. I was still in my sports bra so I had to be quiet walking down the hall. I tip toed past Bex's room and sprinted into mine before closing and LOCKING (which Zach didn't do) the door. I took a quick shower and went over to my closet. Macey packed well. I was torn between a BCBGMAXAZARIA ever green dress and a navy Abercrombie and Fitch dress. Macey walked in, wait-how did she do that? I locked it.

"Bex picked the lock for me." She explained. I held up the two dresses; she took one look at them and said the BCBG on. I laid that out on my bed while Macey went over to my shoes and grabbed her classic Christian Louboutin black shoe, red sole peep toe pumps. All of this was done in silence. I was sitting at the vanity when Bex crashed through my room.

"Oh my god Cam! Grant just told me he walked in on you and Zach!" She cried. I turned bright red and looked down at my feet.

"What?" Screeched Macey. They both stared intently at me.

"Guys, do I look underdressed?" Liz cried, bursting into my room with a floral abercrombie kids (yes, she's still that tiny) dress. She stopped in her tracks to observe two girls looking at me with an intense glare and me avoiding their eyes.

"What's with all the staring?" Liz wondered.

"I'll tell you guys late tonight. Okay" I muttered and Macey and Bex sighed of relief.

"Yes, Liz, you are underdressed. Bex, you help Cam get ready and I'll go with Lizzie." Macey said. With that, the two girls marched out of the room leaving Bex with me. Awesome.

"I am not saying anything until there are four girls in this room in pitch black." I told her before she could open her mouth, "And by the way, you look great!" She was sporting her Max & Cleo Ruffled One Shoulder Dress her parents got her when we were in Harrods last month. Paired with that was her red Jeffery Campbell "Garret" Pumps with a bow. She looked amazing. Her hair was pulled into a super straight high pony tail and Tiffany Legacy chandelier earrings.

"Thanks!" She smiled, "Slip into your dress, and I'll quickly do your hair while you whip on some makeup!" I nodded while stepping into my dress, having Bex zip it up and racing to the bathroom.

"So, I say tonight or tomorrow night, we sneak out and go do something." Bex whispered to me while she brushed my hair.

"Seriously? What about Solomon and Abby!" I said. Bex smiled with a mischievous glint in her eyes.

"Well, I once heard from a fellow spy that,"

"Rules are made to be broken." I finished for her; both of our faces sporting evil smiles.

"Hell yes. Let's do this shit!" She screamed. I looked at her and we both burst out laughing. Once my hair was loosely curled I slipped on my shoes and the two of us raced down stairs to meet everyone else. Everyone was waiting for us except Solomon and Abby.

"Looking good ladies." Grant whistled winking at Bex. I rolled my eyes and Bex punched him in the arm. He winced.

"Where is Solomon?" I asked.

"We can't go, we have to make a stop at Langley tonight." He called from somewhere.

"Langley? Your going half way across the country tonight?" Liz asked confused.

"We got some business to do, go out to eat, come back and we'll call later tonight." Solomon told us, walking by us. I raised my eyebrows at him but he didn't give me a response. I felt Bex's eyes on me and when I turned to her, she winked. I grinned.

"What do you have to do in Langley?" Liz repeated. Solomon gave her a stern voice and she turned beet red.

"Sorry Liz, but that's classified." Abby said, walking up next to Solomon.

"Oh and keep in mind that I will have eyes on you at all times." Solomon told us. Great, he 'has eyes on us' that's just awesome. But, that could mean many things. He doesn't have to go to Langley and is lying, he has video surveillance everywhere, including on us, or he has sent out surveillance agents to tail is.

"Okay, bye!" Abby said in a chirpy voice heading for the door.

"No cars?" Jonas asked. Oh yeah, we needed cars to get everywhere.

"Of course, the keys are with each car, and you have IDs right here." Solomon told us taking them out of his pocket and throwing them on the side table. Nick reached for them and handed them out to us. After I grabbed mine, I raced to the garage. I loved cars. When I'm older, I was going to have a Porsche 911 turbo in midnight blue. I gasped when I saw all the cars.

"Holy fuck!" I cried. Wow, CIA must have been funding this mission because engraved on each car in some random spot was a CIA serial number. I knew this because I've seen CIA cars exactly like this. Aren't I smart? There were legit 11 different cars. And they were all sports cars. Well, except for one which was an SUV.

"I call the Porsche!" I yelled, but a male voice was saying the exact same thing from behind me. I turned around and everyone was crowding around all the cars. It was a Porsche 911 Carrera 4 GTS; not the turbo but it was still a gorgeous car.

"I get the Porsche, I was here first." I said to who ever called it when I did.

"Well, technically since I'm older, I was here first." Zach remarked. I rolled my eyes. What a smart ass.

"I saw it first." I snapped running to it and opening the door, but since it was the farthest car down, Zach got there seconds after I did.

"I touched it first." I said in a sassy voice.

"Just give the guy the car. He's actually into cars." Grant called from behind us still standing at the door admiring all the cars.

"Excuse me?" I snapped.

"Oh boy, not this." Macey muttered.

"For your information, I can tell you everything about a car you want to know. Point to one and I'll tell you its history, the design, and its specs." Grant pointed to the Lamborghini.

"That's a Gollardo LP570-4 Spyder Performante Lamborghini; it's top speed is 324 kilometers per hour. The acceleration is 3.9 seconds from 0-100 km/h and from 0-200 km/h it's 12.1 seconds; it has a permanent 4-wheel drive with viscous traction system with a 6 speed and reverse, double plate, 45% limited slip for the rear differential; it can hold 80 liter of fuel, 10 liter of engine oil, and 20 liters of engine coolant." I rambled off the top of my head, "Do you want me to keep going?" I gave him a look that screamed do you seriously want to challenge me because I will beat you. Nick and Jonas looked impressed while Bex was smirking her ass off.

"Don't." Bex said, "She seriously knows everything. I swear she went to car school."

"Fine, Zach, give her the car." Grant muttered.

"'scuse me? What's that?" I said, with my hand to my ear.

"Zach, she gets the car." He said louder. I smiled with satisfaction and walked to the car and hopped in the driver's seat. Zach glared at Grant then threw open the passenger's door grumbling,

"Hi Zach!" I said, smiling big.

"Hi Cam." He grumbled. I fake pouted.

"Aw, its okay Zachy, I'll let you drive my car another time." And top top that off I smirked. Everyone else was piling into other cars so we opened the garage door, well one of them, and sped off following Macey.