AU : So again, thanks for reviewing *grins* xD and this is sort of a 'progress chapter' as I like to call it to move the story on to the point where there's some sort of "event" where something always happens (that didn't make much sense) :/

Also, Zach does not make an appearance in chapter 3. Sadly.

Disclaimer : I own nothing but the plot.

Cammie's POV :

Bex and I were sitting on my bed, listening to music when-

"SURPRISEE!" Grant and Jonas suddenly burst through the double doors to our presidential suite. Bex immediately shot up from the bed and ran towards Grant, jumping into his arms just as Liz walked out of the bathroom brushing her hair, now blow dried and pin-straight. She threw the brush aside upon seeing Jonas and fled towards him, hugging him tightly.

I took off my headphones and walked towards them with a smile. "Hey, what are you guys doing here?"

"It's nice to see you too Cameron." Grant said, picking me up and spinning me around.

"Hey! Put me down! Grant!" I screamed, holding on for dear life. He was like the brother I never had, however, a very annoying one. When he finally let me down I pulled down the bottom half of my light blue tank top, straightening it out over my khaki shorts.

Bex slowly stepped away from Grant, eyeing him and Jonas suspiciously.

"So what are you guys doing here?" she raised an eyebrow.

At that moment Macey walked through the door. Her expression was blank and unreadable. She walked right past all of us and collapsed on her bed, hand on heart, calmly exhaling with a strange smile plastered on her face.

"What's up with her?" Jonas whispered.

"I have no idea…" Liz replied.

"So where have you been all day?" I called out to Macey. She continued staring at the ceiling.

"HEY." Bex yelled. She walked over to where Macey lay daydreaming. "MACEY!"

Macey didn't even flinch at Bex screaming in her ear, instead she sat up on her bed, her eyes moving to where Liz, Jonas, Grant and I were standing motionless, staring at her.

"Oh hey," Macey said. "What are they doing here?"

"They're on a mission." Liz said casually.

"What?" Bex asked.

"How do you know?" I turned to Liz. Just then Jonas started coughing.

"Because," Liz smiled easily. "Jonas told me - well, texted but-" She was cut off by Grant.

"You told her?" He gave Jonas a look.

Bex glared at Grant. "You didn't tell me?"

Here we go - I thought to myself. I walked over to Macey and plopped down next to her, sighing deeply.

"So…" Macey nudged me, ignoring the argument going on between our equally strange friends at the far corner of the room. "How'd it go with that guy at the bar? Did you talk to him?"

"Yes." I answered simply.

"And….?" Macey looked at me expectantly. But before I had the chance to speak, everyone was hovering over me.

"Cammie talked to a boy? A real one?" Grant looked at me, shocked. His eyes grew wide.

I stood up and crossed my arms. "I did. And yes, a real one."

"Well, what was his name?" Jonas asked politely, trying to hide his surprise.

"Yea, Cammie, what was his name?" Bex asked, grinning. She took a seat next to Macey and crossed her legs.

"You guys insult me!" I exclaimed. "You know, it's not the first time I've t-"

Three consecutive knocks on the door cut me off, and our heads snapped towards the door. We sat for two seconds in silence. I watched Jonas hesitate before rolling his eyes and heading in the door's direction. "I'll get it."

As I had forgotten what we were supposed to be arguing about, my mind raced back to our previous conversation. Sort of. I wouldn't really call it a conversation. Seemingly, Bex was thinking the same thing.

"So…." Bex broke the silence, readjusting her seating position on Macey's bed to properly face Grant. "What is this… mission… we speak of?"

When Grant didn't respond, Bex gave him one of her looks. One which clearly indicated 'I will hurt you.' He still wouldn't say anything, so silently, Bex stood up from the bed and took a step forward - "Okay, okay!" Grant held out his arms defensively.

"Well…" He started. "The CIA found out that precisely a day after you guys arrived here, a COC jet landed not far from the resort…"

"And?" Bex rested her arms on the bed. Jonas walked into our little circle.

"It was abandoned, and it turns out since this is the only hotel around for miles, the two members of the COC are staying in this exact building right now."

I bit my lip, pondering for a moment. "How do we know there are two of them?"

"I hacked into the database." Jonas grinned proudly.

"Of course he did." Macey muttered under her breath. "So what do they want this time?"

"That's what we're here to find out." Jonas answered.

"Do we know their names?" As soon as the words escaped my mouth I realized how stupid they sounded. They were the Circle of Cavan. Of course they wouldn't use their real names. And of course we couldn't possibly know what rooms they were staying in either, bookings or not, because, well, again - they were the 'Circle of Cavan'. I'm losing my mind. *sigh deeply*

"We do know their cover names." Jonas stated. "Luke Fielderson and Jason Goodman."

I looked over to see Grant at the mini fridge, stuffing his face with a packet of crisps.

"Oh and by the way, the concierge lady believes this is yours?" Jonas handed me a familiar piece of rectangular, yellow, laminated cardboard. I mumbled a thanks.

Liz, who had been completely silent this whole time, spoke up. "So what are we going to do?"

"We need a plan." Bex said.

Macey looked thoughtful for a moment. "Well… there's a traditional 'Underneath the Stars' outdoor dance party coming up this week. Its going to be huge and all the guests are supposed to be there."

Bex smiled. "Perfect."