Heartbreaker

California Dreamin' Part 2

Security Office

I was pushed into the office by the police man and put into handcuffs. I don't have anything! What did I do? I'm so freaking confused! The only thing I have with me is my clothes, blankets, pillows, CDs, cassets, body wash, shampoo, and my phone. I don't have anything illegal! No drugs, no weapons, nothing!! What the hell is going on?

Another man comes in and takes me to his official office. He looks to be in is late 40s early 50s. His face is wrinkled and has a drowsy and tired look to it. He's pretty tall and thin. He sits me down and asks the police officer to leave. Once he shuts the door on his way out the guy sighs. He sits on his swivel chair at his desk and turns to me.

"Okay so what are you in here for?"

"To be honest I have absolutely no idea!"

"You've got to be kidding me! Another one!!" He says to himself. What?

"I'm sorry what was that?"

"Okay kid hold on."

He stands from his chair and walks over to me. He takes out his keys and unlocks my cuffs.

"Okay. My name is. Chief Hinds but you can just call me Jimmy. That's my first name. I apologize for the inconvenience you were put through and you aren't in trouble."

"Wait what?"

"That guy that brought you in here is uhhh how do I put it? An asshole. He's cuffed up so many people just cause he thinks they're criminals cause of their looks. It's getting really irritating and I'm pulling him from border patrol. These officers' racism is quite unnecessary and ultimately rude. So again, my apologies!"

"So I'm okay? I'm free to go?"

"Of course just to make sure and by the book rules I have to search your truck but I can tell you're a good kid and you aren't in trouble."

"Oh my god thank you so much!"

"No problem, squirt. So where YA headed?" He started walking back outside and so I began following.

"I'm going to LA. I wanna settle there and I'm trying to pursue a career in music journalism. I am quite the history book when it comes to music if I do say so myself."

"Ah yes! The oh so loved Los Angeles filled with desperate people willing to do anything to get famous and greedy, fat, and sexist corporate leaders juicing money from anywhere possible. And music you say? Name three songs from The Doors and their release dates and you'll have my vote. They were the shit back in my day." He said opening the doors to my van.

"Chief Hinds they still are! And the three songs are 'People Are Strange' 1967, 'Hello, I Love You' 1968, and 'In the Eyes of the Sun' 1971." I said with a proud grin.

"Good job kid. I like you. You're quite the music mogul. Wish my son was more like you. I'm not proud in his musical decisions." he said with a slight chuckle. Chief Hinds walked to the back and checked.

"Okay kid you're all clear. Again, I'm very sorry for the imposition and I hope you have a safe rest of your trip. And if you ever need anything, please give me a call. You're a good kid. Stay safe, kid" he gave a quick wink and walked off.

I really like Chief Hinds. He reminds me a lot of my grandpa. He's really cool. Like as in cool. He isn't an uptight man. He's just a cool man but with a father feel. Hmm. Maybe I'll call him to grab a beer and talk about more about music.

I hop into the driver seat and began driving. I drive away from the check station and I feel a huge weight lift off of my shoulders. I see the California state sign and I'm happier than ever. I've finally made it into California.

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Hey guys!

So sorry for the short chapter. I just needed a filler. But I introduced a new character!!! And he will be returning and he is gonna be a major part in the story so look forward to seeing more of CHIEF JIMMY HINDS!!

Sincerely,
Jazmine 💖