Cedric slipped through the fence, and then turned to him. "Wait just a minute. You want to get to California?" He just stared at him. "Why do we have to go that far?" He clenched his fists, getting annoyed.

 "Colin, will you stop giving me bits and pieces and just tell me the entire plan?" 
 
 A slightly childish expression crossed his face, the one that he hated. He knew it had, too, but he couldn't help it. Colin had just been so secretive lately, and he'd had more than enough of it.