The Hard Doubled Life

I Think The Flight Attendant Hates Me.

When Kristopher and I boarded the plane I wondered what was gonna happen when we landed.

"Hey Kris, what happens when we land?" I asked looking at him.

No reply.... His head was down

"Her Kris"

No reply again.

"KRISTOPHER!"

"Huh??" His head snapped up. He looked sad. :(

"What happens when we land this thing?" I ask

"You mean after it actually takes off. This thing is still on the ground." He said flatly.

"Yes after that. What happens?" I asked

"I don't know. I think we get picked up by someone from the agency to take us to the school."

I didn't want that to happen. We're always getting picked up and dropped off and driven around by older people from the agency. It's tiring and annoying. Why can't we drive ourselves? I mean we have fake I.D. Well they're fake because the information is fake. Well the information is real because its on legal papers and stuff but our REAL information isn't on those paper. Its hard to explain. Plus aren't we supposed to use the stuff we have? I don't like being treated like a little kid, When the agency knows damn well that we're not. I'm changing things around here.

"What car would you love to have?" I asked Kristopher

"Um... A Lamborghini Murcielago Superveloce"

I took out my phone and dial Nicole's number. I take things up to the boss because she fixes my problems with no hesitations or questions.

"Who are you calling?" Kristopher asked. I put a finger up telling him to wait.

"Hello, darling." Nicole said. She uses sweet names because she knows when I call I'm mad or ticked off or there's a problem.

"Hey, What happens when my flight lands in Chicago?" I ask

"You know what happens. Someone from the agency comes and gets you and drives you to school." She said sounding annoyed.

"Well not today. Me and Kristopher are driving to the school. Ourselves." I said

"That's not possible." She said sounding a bit shocked from my request or order.

"Yes it is. You can get two cars in chicago for us to to drive to the school. We have fake I.Ds to use and skills to drive. The location of the school can just be put on a GPS system or something. You can make it work. I know you can."

She huffed. I'm getting what I want. Thats her sign of defeat over the phone.

"Which cars you kids want?" She said flatly

"Lamborghini Murcielago Superveloce. And a... Lamborghini Reventon Roadster" I said like an expert. I saw Kristopher's eyes widen.

"New and expensive." She said. You could hear she was a bit shocked my our choices. "Alright. You got it. It'll be parked outside the plane when in lands in Chicago. And one more thing." She said

"And what's that?"

"Do you BOTH have your GPS systems?" She asked.

"I have my GPS watch and it's on my phone. Kristopher has....." I said looking at him for the answer.

"I have my GPS on my phone." He said.

"Kristopher has GPS on his phone. Will that do?" I ask

"Yes, for now. Well to make things less messy use the GPS on your phone. The address will be in your cars."