When Cameron had woken up that morning, Marybeth had been gone (and so was his t-shirt). He'd flailed and had gone looking until he realised that the dorms were scarily devoid of any children and when he listened to the radio, it finally registered that Marybeth was really gone again ( Read more... )

Cameron was sorting through his notes, tying them together and putting them away on his bookshelf when the telephone rang.

( Phonecall )

On his way out for a morning run, Cameron had checked his mailbox only to doa 180 and run right back up the stairs, a letter from the Air Force Academy in hand. He moved towards his desk as he tored open the enveloppe and grinned like a fool as he pulled out the Precandidate Questionnaire.

( Grabbing the telephone, he dialed Ferguson's number as he plopped down in his desk chair )

Most Mitchells are morning persons, so Cameron isn't too worried he's going to wake up his parents when he picks up the telephone and calls home.

( Phonecall )