"Yep"
"Yep"
"Yep"
"M,hm"
Hank checked his watch and sighed, "I should be leaving soon, I have to go get my nephew from the airport."
Hank was about walk away when Bill asked, "Wait, do you have a sister or brother?"
"It's not me Bill, Peggy's little sister, you know the one that passed away awhile ago. It's her son."
"So where's he from?", Asked Dale, lighting a cigarette.
Hank shuddered, "Nevada. I can only imagine what that kid will be like, he's 13"
"You know kids from there are drug dealers. And already have their own kids too. He's about the right age."
Hank gave him a glare, "Shut up, Dale. If he's related to Peggy, he can't be that bad."
"But who's his father?"
Silence hung in the air. Who was Hank's, nephew's father? Was that why he was coming? Was he in some sort of trouble? Dale handed Hank a card with a note attached that read, 'I can spy if you need. Nevada is trouble. My card'. Damn, Dale was a dumb-ass.
"Nancy, Joseph, and I could come along."
Hank sighed, knowing he wasn't really asking, "Fine"
"Hank! Time to go!" Called Peggy. With that the Hills left, the Gribbles close behind
*^*^*^*Airport Lobby, Texas*^*^*^*
Kid stood up against a pillar, his suitcase next to him. Being in such a small town like this, already earned Kid glares. Looking 'punk' or 'emo' around here wasn't the best cover, but he wasn't trying to be, that's just how he was born. His eyes grazed the lobby until he just barely spotted a signed with his name on it. 'I guess that's me' thought Kid as he grabbed his suitcase and began to walk in that direction.
"Bobby get down from there!" Demanded Hank, pulling his son, who was holding the sign for his cousin, off the giant plant pot.
"But we gotta make sure Kid can see it.", Explained Bobby.
"He'll see it at some point, now get down."
Bobby huffed, snatching the bag he brought with him and putting the attire inside on, hung the matches to Joseph. They were now wearing a grey beanie, a studded denim vest, and fingerless skater gloves. In Bobby's opinion they looked swank. Peggy, didn't notice since she was too busy talking to Nancy, & Dale. However Hank was mortified, "Bobby what are you wearing?!"
"Well Kid is from Nevada, so we gotta match his level."
"You aren't matching anything. Take it off."
"But, why-"
"Now"
The irritated man was so busy scolding his son, that he didn't realize the figure approaching behind him. It stood there for while, waiting for him to notice. Eventually it have up and tapped his shoulder. "Huh?" Hank turned around to see an ebony haired, gold-eyed, boy in a red T-shirt, black, collared over shirt, in denim jeans with grey Nikes. He looked pretty normal, except for the stripes in his hair.
"Was someone holding up a sight with 'Kid' on it?"
Bobby appeared from behind his father, "That was me."
"And your Bobby, I presume?"
Bobby finally got a good look at his cousin, he was an inch or so taller than him, and his era was odd, but overall, cool. "Uh huh, and this is Joseph." Bobby pointed his thumb to his friend.
Kid stuck out his hand for each of them to shake, "I'm Kid"
"Oh my goodness, Kid I haven't seen you in forever!"
"H-hey, aunt Peggy."
"So this is the Vegas kid?" Asked Dale, getting way to close to Kid's face for comfort.
"Shut up Dale"
"Oh come on Hank."
"So your uncle Hank?" Kid connected the pieces, Hank nodded. "Well then, I supposed I should say I'm not from Los Vegas, just Nevada."
After a while they got everything straight and decided to leave, Joseph getting permission to ride with the Hills. The ride was quiet until halfway, when Joseph decided to start asking questions.
"So, Kid?"
"Yeah?", Asked Kid, who was staring out the window.
"What's it like in Nevada?"
Kid shrugged, "Dry during day, freezing at night. Pretty calm."
"We're you kicked out of school?"
"Nah."
"Then why are you here?"
"Transfer"
"Were you popular?"
"I was the head of Spatori."
"What's that?" Asked Bobby, who was sitting in the middle.
"A group that only contains of 15 students that are the best and most respected in the entire school."
"Where did you go to school?" Asked Jospeh.
"D.W.M.A. Academy"
"Hey, I've heard of that place," Interjected Peggy, "Its the most exclusive school in the world, you can't go unless they come to you."
"Maybe he could help Bobby with his homework if he's that good." suggested Hank.
Bobby ignored his father's comment and continued asking questions, "Have a girlfriend?"
"No." simply replied Kid.
"Don't worry about that," stared Bobby, taking Kid's neck in the crock of his arm, "Big cousin will help with that."
"Are you friends with any girls.", Joseph gave him an intense stare.
"Yeah" Kid removed Bobby's arm.
"How many"
"You seriously think I count like that?" Joseph's stare increased.
Kid huffed and thought for a moment, "6"
Joseph was thinking of another question to ask, but the Hills pulled into their driveway first. The Hills, and Kid, entered the one-story home, while Joseph went to his. Hank lead Kid down the hallway of the house till they reached a door. "This will be your room" said Hank, as he showed Kid the room, with fresh black wallpaper.
"Thanks" said Kid as he entered his new room.
"No problem, you should get some rest" Hank shut the door behind him, leaving Kid alone.
He flopped backwards onto the bed, staring at the ceiling. Thoughts ran through his head a million miles a minute. Why hadn't his dad told him? What would it be like living here? Would he be accepted if they knew what he was? He found no answers. after awhile he fell asleep in his jeans and T-shirt.
Sorry for the crappy chapter my computer is fucking up. I need a new one.
~D.C.