Summary: Everything that takes place in the books still hapens, and they catch the circle the big thing is it all happened a year earlier. So the first 2 books take place in 9th grade, the 3&4th in 10th and the last 2 in 11th grade. So they have 12th grade with no circle and no worries, pretty fluffy and OOC at times. Oh yeah Liz doesn't exist, sorry, but i never feel the need for her to be in the stories if more than 3 people PM or review telling me they want her in here I'll add her.

Setting: Day before Summer Break of 11th grade, after Circle is captured.

"So," Bex flops into the bean bag chair beside me, "What are you doing this summer, and it better not be running away from us?" She smiles.

I laugh but it doesn't reach my eyes, too many bad memories I guess, "I don't know I am going to see my grandparents to spend some time with them since i won't be able to once I start working with the CIA, but I was thinking that I would just see them on Christmas break instead of this summer," I then know why she is smiling, "What do you have planned?" I asked faking a terrified voice.

"Its nothing terrible, I promise. Now guess what Macey got for her most recent birthday?"

"A new private jet," I closed the book about flipping maneuvers.

She shook her head," First on our Road Trip Spectacular is Mace's new Yacht. Then we are going to cruise from Florida to Las Vegas if thats alright with everyone. After that it will be like June something and remember the CIA set up that huge memorial for your Dad. And after that we will go chill with Grant, Nick, and Jonas in Maceys mansion."

"Sounds good," I began, but then I had to pause," Wait just a sec. Las Vegas?"

Bexs devious smile grew, "We have fake licenses. Macey and I want to go to a bar for the first time ever. I don't care what you guys do."

"A bar? Like get drunk? We'll get in trouble," I argued.

Bex sighed, "No one ever has to find out. Cam you need some fun."

"I dont want to get drunk, Bex."

"Fine, but we are still going. You and Zach can stay at the hotel."

"Well, fine," I crossed my arms over my chest.

"I don't care if your bloody mad right now you'll thank me later," She pulled me to my feet, "Get packing."

This was going to be the longest summer ever.