Chapter Five

Chapter 5

Dad's Chevy Malibu was waiting for us when we walked out of the main office.

"What movie do we want to see?" Dad asked.

My dad is a tall man about 6'2 with dark brown hair with very few gray hair. He's 37 years old but acts 15 when he's not working. Lately all he wears is business suits but now he's wearing a Boyz 2 Men shirt, faded blue jeans, and muck boots.

I look at James as we get into the backseat. He's wearing a 50 cent shirt, basketball shorts, and hunting boots. I look down at my Eminem shirt, James's seventh grade basketball shorts, and my knee-high converse sneakers. Looks like we're related, I thought.

"Um, idk, my bff Bob?" I randomly said.

"How 'bout Ninja Assassins?" James suggests.

"Oooh yeah" I say.

"Are you crazy?" Daddy looked at me through the rearview mirror.

"Maybe, the teachers had me tested, but they wouldn't show me the results" I say.

"Shut up d***o" James muttered.

"James, be nice" Dad smiled.

"You wanna know what I want?" I asked as we headed to the door.

"A gay brother" Dad and James said in unison.

"Well yeah, but I also want you to listen to the older more mature twin" I say giving James an icy glare.

"Done" Daddy said.

James makes a face. We enter the theatre and pay for our tickets. "So where are we going for Christmas?" Daddy asked stopping at the consession counter.

"Home" James and I replied.

"No fights this year" Dad smiled.

"Well I don't enjoy hearing J barf everytime we travel somewhere a thousand miles from here" James said.

"What would you like?" the bored teenager interrupted us.

I turned to face him, "You best not be interrupting me. Just sayin"

"Drink?" he asked with a hint of fear.

"Dr. Pepper" James and I say together.

"You two really need to stop doing that twin talk togetherness thing" Dad said while ordering for himself.

I leaned against the counter. "You need a girlfriend?" I asked the teen.

"You offering?" he smiled.

"No she is not" James said pulling me back, "And Hayden wants to ask Kaylee out again, so chill"

"Guys take forever to ask girls out" I groaned.

"Dad, do you think a large drink is a good idea? I mean it's supposed to be a scary movie"

"I'll deal"

"Well I've ordered large drinks before and I could almost swear I peed for five minutes"

People looked at us as they walked by. "What? You do it too!" I shout after them. Dad and James laugh as we walk into theatre 15.

"Where we sittin'?" Dad asked walking up the steps.

"We're sitting at the top, but if I were you I'd sit in a spot where you could easily get to the exit in time"

"Okay, okay I get it, you're embarassed that your ol man can't take a little gore" he says faking hurt.

"No, I just don't like getting puked on" I said while taking the middle seat at the top.

"We're eating" a couple shouts.

"Well don't listen" I snapped.

"Popcorn?" James asked.

"Not yet, gosh James"

"Hey, there's Brandon. Yo, Brandon" James said.

"Hey" Brandon said sitting to my left.

"Ready for the soccer game tomorrow?" I ask.

"H*ll yeah. I can't believe this is our last year playing"

"Don't say that. You're going to get into Dartmouth and be the awesomest soccer player ever" I said.

"What about you?"

"I'm going to start a band and major in the performing arts"

"Cool"
"Yup, you should come to our gigs"

"When?"

"Sometime in the new year. In fact, we're gonna try to play at the pep rally during spirit week"

"Can't wait"

After the movie ends, we all rush into the bathrooms. When I exit the stall, about fifty girls are standing in the bathroom. I wrestle my way to the sink, wash my hands, and slowly but finally make my way out of the bathroom.

"You think they were camping out in there" Dad states.

"Yeah, it's like a friggen mosh pit; I'm probably gonna have brusises tomorrow" I say irritated.

There's a group holding up the exit, making me all the more irritated. "Calm down" James said quietly.

"Yeah honey, not right now" Dad said carefully.

I grab both of their hands. "Hold on tight" I warn.

"Uh-oh" James said.

"Wha-" Dad starts.

"EXCUSE ME" I shouted, weaving my way through the bunched up group. "You too hot stuff" I said to a Channing Tatum look alike. A girl, who I guessed was his girlfriend glared at me. "MOVE IT OR LOSE IT" I shouted in her face.

"I'm proud of you" Dad said to me as we got into the car.

"Why her?" James asked.

"For not ripping their throats out"

"Well that guy was really cute" I said. "But I still need to hunt"

"Okie dokie" Dad said and swerved onto a dirt road that led to a grove of trees.

"Coffee freak" I randomly said.

Dad glanced at me through the rearview mirror, "All right get out and meet us back at home as soon as your done"

"Muchas gracias" I said and bolted from the car.

Author's Note

Yeah, so I was going through the all the chapters I wrote, and I realized something. There's a lot of frikken chapters. I may never get this all done, Craig Mabbitt! D: