Jack of all Trades

Chapter 11

"Fuck!" Tanner shouts. He just died and lost all his stuff. The respond button shows up and when he comes back, Tyson already got all his stuff and put it in a chest for him. Minecraft is one of Tyson and Tanners favorite games, so we play it a lot.

"Don't worry, Tanner, I put all your stuff right there!" 

"Thank you!" 

I chuckle and keep digging.

The door opens and mom comes in.

"Jack, News Weekly called again, they really want you to do an interview. They are willing to pay you fourteen thousand."

"Thats insane!" I shoot up and look at the house phone in her hand. Ever since I came back, a bunch of news company's have been begging to have me come in. I didn't want to so I've been saying no. But its such a hassle. Now that everyone knows what I am, I'm treated differently. Some people still hate me, they want me dead, and the video went viral, so the entire world knows. Its a lot of people who all have vary different opinions of me. I try not to let it get to me. Tanner, Tyson, Mom, Dad, the only people who count haven't treated me any different, and other then them, whos opinions should I care about? 

But $14,000? Thats a lot. I could... I could make a career out of this. I can't get a regular job, can you imagine a bunch of reporters bursting threw the doors of Wendy's to get a picture of me in my apron? It just wouldn't work out. But if people would pay me to take pictures of me? I could do that. I could...

"Give me the phone." I walk a few paces away and put the phone up to my ear.

"Hello, is this News Weekly?"

"Yes! Is this Jack Kapser?"

"Yes, I've been told you want to have me on your show."

"Yes! News Weekly would love to have you come on for an hour of live show with Jerry Waters. We would pay you $14,000 for the live show and a few words with our journalists."

"I would be glad to. How are we gunna do this?"

"Perfect!"

Thats how I ended up on live TV, and then in the papers, and then Weather Day News called and wanted me for an impromptu talk show with them and then more reporters. It was a lot, but I juggled it until graduation, where I was asked to give a speech after the valedictorian. I said no to that. 

One time Tyson had asked if I was upset with the way things turned out. And I had to say no. Because I was able to be me. I was finally done hiding and I was making a difference. All Jack of all Trades after me would be able to live happily. 

"Dad?"

"Yeah, Tyson?" 

"When can I go to school?" 

"We can get you caught up with Tanners mom, shes a tutor, and we can sign you up for next year. Would you like that?"

"Yes! I want to go to school!"

So now I'm watching my son walk into the elementary, his backpack bigger then his torso, and people taking pictures of me. This is my life now.

I smile at that.