"Have you come to a decision?" Jake asked anxiously. Two months ago, DJ had sent out his College Admissions Letters. DJ was only seventeen, but the fact that he was started early in elementary school and the fact that he was going to graduate early from High School prompted him to start the process.
Rose and Jake were unbelievably proud of their son.
"I've opened all of them," DJ shook his head and looked down at all of them letters of admission, "All of them accepted me and I'll I have to do is reply to one of them, but I'm not really sure if I want to go to one of these schools."
Rose raised an eyebrow, "What do you mean, you're going to school."
"I know, I am, but here's the thing," DJ moved aside the opened letters of admission and picked up three unopened envelops. He tossed them over to his mother and father at the other side of the table, "I applied to those."
Rose snorted, "FBI? NSA? NYPD? You want to work there?"
"I always wanted to work for Law Enforcement or an Intelligence Agency, I mean I love Social Sciences, but I've just been situated to these, so which one do you think I should go too?" DJ asked, twiddling his thumbs.
"FBI, NSA and the NYPD? I thought you wanted to go into Law Enforcement?" Rose laughed to herself but then when she noticed her Husbands blank look and the irritated look on her sons, her face screwed up in her own irritation, "Oh lighten up, that would killed down at the CIA."
"I'd love to join them as well, but they select their agents," DJ said.
Rose raised an eyebrow, "Say that again."
"I'd love to work for the CIA," DJ said again, confused.
"Rose, are you thinking what I think your thinking?" Jake asked with a smile.
The former Huntsgirl nodded, "The director of the Admissions Division owes me and I think they'll like you even more because of the fact that you're my kid. If you want, I could pull some strings and get you into Basic Training the moment you turn 18. But you could go into the FBI or NYPD."
"You'd do that?" DJ smiled.
Rose nodded, "And If I'm still there by the time your 18, I might be the one who trains you. But again, it's your choice, I could get you into the Agency."
"I think I'll take you up on that offer," DJ nodded.
"Good," Rose stood up from the table, "I'll make some calls."