Why Was Cameron Boyce Not In Bunk'd Novels & Stories

POV: Brandon It started with a Friday night impulse and one very dramatic proclamation. “We’re going to die buried in textbooks,” I said, sprawled out across Cameron’s bed like I’d just delivered a monologue in a tragic coming-of-age movie. Cameron didn’t even look up. “You say that like it’s new information.” I sat up, grabbed his phone, and waved it in his face. “Pack your stuff. We’re going away for the weekend.” He blinked. “Are you having a stroke?”

I added. “What if things don't go your way?” “I guess we'll just watch and see,” I replied, brushing off whatever he meant by that. Bob and I left the warehouse to meet Ace out front. He sent his men to tend to Malik's wound and feed him. He also instructed them to move him from the warehouse and lock him up in a cell in the mansion. A cell worse than where I was locked up the first time I arrived I guessed. Inside the car, Ace's phone lit up suddenly with Cameron's name flashing across the screen. He hesitated a bit but eventually answered the phone.