Hanging with the Chief

Chapter 11: Flip the Script

"That guy is your brother?" Hajime said.

"Yeah, he's my twin brother." I said.

Hajime was shocked that Flip was my younger brother. Every since Hajime and I first met, I never told him about my family's opinion about me being an agent. Nobody from my family thought it was a big deal except for my brother. As the sun went down, I told Hajime about the fights and arguments that I had with Flip. Each story had the agents involved with my bro's negativity to me, and the rest of the agents.

"Wow, I'm sorry about that." Hajime said.

"Don't be, I was the one who decided to become an agent, it's too bad that he doesn't like the things that I do." I said.

"Theirs no point convincing him either, trust me, I tried." Hajime said.

"I know. Darnell is always like that, whenever he has an opinion about somebody, Darnell turns it into a fact." I said.

"Unbelievable, your brother's actions remind me of somebody that I know." Hajime said.

"Really, was he like my bro too?" I said.

"Not exactly, he's more…gruff." Hajime explained.

"Is he bigger than my brother?" I said.

"Yeah, he's also smarter than him." Hajime said.

"Than maybe he can convince Darnell about all of this." I said.

"He doesn't even know who you guys are." Hajime said.

"Well so much for that." I said

Hajime and I were thinking of a way to confront my brother, and yet, we had no ideas. This was starting to get me frustrated, and I didn't know what to do. Think Spin, think. Theirs got to be a way that we can solve this problem. A few minutes later, I got an idea.

"I got it," I continued "Flip works at a music store called Headphones, and I think we got enough time to get their."

"What time does it close?" Hajime asked.

"The store closes at ten tonight." I said.

Hajime began to look at his watch that was hidden in the right sleeve of his jacket. "We only got fifteen minutes to confront him."

"Well what are we waiting for; let's kick the crap out of him!" I yelled.

"Whoa! I thought you said that we were going to confront him." Hajime explained.

"Oh, you're right. You said 'confronting,' I always get those words mixed up." I said…Hey, don't laugh. I got word problems.

Darnell's Point Of View

It's almost ten o' clock, fifteen minutes till closing time, thank goodness. I can't believe my boss isn't accepting any more applications for this place. Matt Williams and I are the only people that are working here. It's been a while since I took this crappy job, ever since I've found out that my punk-ass brother decided to become one of those copycat cheerleaders that he calls the Elite Beat Agents. I can't believe my brother would do this; he's a total embarrassment to the whole family.

Well, at least he isn't here in this store, I've been trying to keep a low profile in this city, If anyone knew that the famous Agent Spin was my brother, everybody would freak out and want to get an interview with me. The news, the people, the fan girls (Oh God, I hate the fan girls), everyone. I feel like an animal that's locked up in a cage that's afraid of going outside because of the dangerous people that I might face. I tried everything to make him quit the agency; I told him that I hate him, I threw all of his music in the trash, and I wrote "EBA is GAY" on all of his suits. I even imitated him on his birthday on the 21st of October, but it was no use, he did nothing. Spin doesn't care about my hopes and dreams, he doesn't care about anything, all he wants to do is dance and sing, and he's not even that good of a dancer.

Six minutes till closing time, finally, I can go home.

"Hey, how do you feel Darnell?" Matt Williams said.

"I feel like crap, boss." I said.

"C'mon, cheer up, we got six minutes till closing time, you can finally go home and get some sleep, and maybe you can talk to your brother." Matt said.

I gave him the meanest stare ever, how dare he mention my brother. He really makes me want to quit my job and shove my foot where the sun don't shine.

"Are you thinking about shoving your foot where the sun doesn't shine?" Matt asked.

"I'm thinking about it." I said.

"Look Darnell, why are you mad about your brother?" Matt asked.

"He ruined my life." I said.

"Really, what did he do?" Matt asked.

"He decided to do some things that I didn't like." I said.

"Was being an agent one of them?" Matt said. Whoa, how does he know about that, theirs no way he would know, Matt just joking.

"Huh? What are you talking about?" I asked, pretending to now know what he was talking about.

"Darnell, you don't have to lie to me. I already know that your twin brother is an agent."

I started to freak out; I can't believe somebody knew that my brother is an agent. Matt might tell everyone about us and then my life will be over…wait…I'm still not convinced that he knows about me and my brother, I'll just let him continue.

"Darnell, when I was your age, my father died."

"I'm sorry." I said.

"Yep, he died learning, he left me his degrees." Matt displayed his old man's degrees and documents, his bachelors and masters' degree is pretty amazing.

"My mother would always say, 'honey, why don't you work!' but he kept on learning." Matt continued, "All of the other kids' parents were saving up money and working for school, and I was actually in school all while my dad was in school."

"Matt, you are not making any sense." I said.

"My dad was so greedy with degrees, he took my degree." Matt displayed his own college degrees with his name scribbled out in pen and was replaced with his dad's name poorly written in black marker.

"What's worse than that was that I almost followed in his footsteps, until the Elite Beat Agents help me out. I was fifty years old when they help me."

"Let me guess, you met my brother?" I said.

"Yeah, back then, he was still an agent in training. Spin didn't even get to wear his suit yet."

"What does this have to do with me?" I asked.

"Everything, I know you're upset about Spin's career plans, your afraid that if someone knows you are, you won't be able to live your life without everyone watching you and your brother's every move, and yet, you're inspired by him to be successful."

"What makes you think that Spin inspired me?"

"Look at what you are wearing, blue shades, brown working suit, and big headphones. You look like Spin 2.0." Matt explained.

"Screw yourself, fifty-two year old loser!" I said under my breath.

"What?" Matt said.

"Umm…I said nothing." I said. Phew, thank goodness he didn't hear me.

"Hey, you want to help me close down the store?" Matt asked.

"We got three minutes." I said.

"Yeah, but I want to close early." Matt said.

"Yeah, let's do it." I yelled.

Matt and I were getting ready to close the store until someone was knocking on the front door of the music store. It was a young woman that wore a button-up, short sleeved, island shirt with white khaki shorts, crocs, and a big woven hat. From the way that she dressed, I can already tell that she's a tourist. I got out of the manager's office and went to the front door.

"Sir is your store open?" the tourist asked.

"I'm sorry, but its closed." I said.

"It's open?"

"No, it's closed."

"Great, it's open."

"No, I said…"

Before I could say anything else, the dumb tourist opened the door and pushed me out of the way, and before I had a chance to get up, I hear a tour bus come to a complete stop at our store, and a busload of tourist went into the store. All of the tourist were walking around, talking either in a different language or in broken English, and wearing the same horrible summertime outfits that all foreign tourists would wear. Is it just me, or do they don't know that it gets cold this time of night? When my boss heard the noise, he opened the door in his office and found a whole bunch of tourist.

"Darnell, what's going on?" Matt yelled.

"I got trampled by a bunch of tourist because they thought that this store was open." I said.

"Tell them that the store is closed." Matt yelled.

"I did, and they don't even understand me." I yelled.

"I'm sure that some of these tourists can speak English." Matt said.

Matt got on top of the cashier counter of the store and began to yell.

"EXCUSE ME!! I KNOW YOU GUYS ARE EXCITED ABOUT THIS STORE, BUT IT IS CLOSED FOR TONIGHT, CAN YOU GUY COME BACK LATER?!?!?"

The whole place went silent, and then all of the tourist just smiled and answered "COOL" with a thumb's up, then went back to trying to buy the items from the store.

"What a bunch of idiots." I said.

"I'm sorry, but I guess we got to keep working until they get what they want."

"WHAT!!!" I could not believe what I had heard.

"They are not going to listen to us, so we might as well keep these tourists satisfied."

I didn't know what to do or how to solve this problem, their was no way that Matt and I were going to help these tourist out on anything, I felt like my life was over, and their was nothing that I could do at this point…except for…no, I can't do it. I don't like those guys, but I have to. I'm going to explain to my brother why I done this, and he's going to think that I'm a hypocrite. Well, here it goes:

"HEEEEEEEEEEEEEELLLLLLLLLLLLLLP!"

Spin's Point Of View

Hajime and I were making a dash to the music store, I didn't think that it would take this long to get their. I should have called Chieftain to pick us up and drop us off their.

"Hajime, how much time do we have?" I asked.

"We got two minutes left." Hajime said.

I took my sunglasses off and notice that we were close to the store; Hajime and I were doing fine until I heard someone screaming for help.

"Did you hear that?" Hajime asked.

"Yeah, a customer from that store needs our help." I said.

"Spin, that's your brother."

"What do you mean? My bro would never call for our help."

"Well, he just did."

"If he's actually calling the agents for help, I will pay your rent for a week."

"You'll be sorry, Spin!"

Hajime and I were finally close to the store, I hope Hajime is proven wrong about what he just said.