Chapter 4: 02. Pt 2 An Interview?: Meeting the Big Man With a Small Gang.
Tori stands awkwardly, knowing the boy named Auston is staring at him. 'Haven't been stared at for this long in a while.' Tori shifts his head slightly, and Auston smoothly, but quickly turns his eyes back to his book. If Tori hadn't noticed beforehand, he would have never known that the Auburn haired boy was staring at him.
The other two, Kenneth and Michel, were still fighting over the game. Kenneth was winning at this point. He has Mich in his elbow, and his fish was messing up his long brown hair. Mich was slowly turning red, with his weak effort to escape his imprisonment.
'This is the weirdest group of kids.' Tori thinks, his moral lowing with each yelp of the trapped teen. Whirling thinking he should just head out, steps of two people could be heard from the hallway, as the Beatles voice dies away. The girl with black hair, walks into the room, with someone new following behind: and ridiculously short.
"Tori, This is Mr.Brookes." She says, gesturing to the man with her hand. She steps to the side and leans against the wall, and lets the short man pass.
Mr.Brookes was shorter then the average American. Barely pushing 5'5", he barely touched Tori's shoulder. But besides his size, he walked with a strut of a man with power. His stride was full of swagger, but professional; And by the way he walked into the room, and how he holds his shoulders and head his shadow was bigger then Tori's own. With a nicely done, but messy brown hair, Mr.Brookes looked like a true professional business man; with a touch of playboyness. Adding to his demeanor, he sported a dark ebony cane, with a gold pain handle. But as Mr. Brookes starts to talk, his personality and demeanor made up for his lack of impressive height.
Little did Tori know that his soon-to-be boss happens to be the biggest man on this side of Nevada, Las Vegas.
Mr. Brookes walks around the pole table, and up to Tori, with perfect grace, and a bold front. Tori looks down at the small man. This is Mr. Brooks?
"Hmm," Mr. Brookes mutters, as he takes a step back, and looks Tori up and down. He ponders for a moment, resting his hand against his chin, Narrowing his eyes as Michel and Kenneth quiet down, Mr. Brookes asks a few questions directed towards Tori.
"So," he gives a pause.
'A classic interviewing technique,' Tori thinks, as Mr. Brookes looks at him with sturdy eyes.
After a moment, he fires into his first question. "Mr. Tori, How old are you?"
"I'm 17 sir." Tori replies, just as speedily as Mr.Brookes had asked; matching the energy of the short man. Tori notices as he says his age, everyone in the room pays attention, entranced by the baffled by the answers that follow.
"Do you have any fighting experience?"
Everyone looks up at that point.
"Yes sir."
"Explain, please." Mr. Brookes adds, gesturing with his hand.
Tori takes a deep breath, almost as if this question was below him.
"Well, Mr. Brookes. I have learned hand to hand combat, knife fighting. If you remember the incident at the corner store." Tori winces slightly, unfound of bringing about of that one memory, that had got him fired.
"I do remember that quite well." He replies, chuckling slightly. He adjusts his standing position and moves his hands to rest on the wooden cane.
"I would hope so." Tori mutters.
Mr. Brookes nodes, thinking for a moment.
Michel's mouth is wide open, and his eyes look at Tori with awe and wonder. Kenneth leans against his pole, nodding slightly. Auston looks up from his book. The girl smiles, looking at the pool table.
Mr. Brookes turns around and looks at the four, with an eyebrow raised. Michel gives a thumbs up and smiles; Kenneth shakes his head enthusiastically; Auston gives a single nod, and the girl bobs her head with pleasure.
"Alright!" he exclaims, and claps his hands. Everyone, including Tori, jumps at the noise. Mr. Brookes spins back around, and faces Tori with a lean smile. "You're hired."
"Wait. What?" He replies.
'Just like that?'
"Just like that, Your hired." Mr. Brookes assures him, as if he read his mind. "Get ready to leave at once." He taps Tori's shoulder, who is still dazed from the sudden job. Mr. Brookes looks at Auston. "Auston, you are coming as well."
"Yes sir" Auston gets up swiftly, placing his book on the corner of the pole table.
Michel whines, and starts to protest.
"Aww, but D-" He swiftly catches himself, eyeing Tori. "I mean Boss, can't I- '' he starts to ask, but gets interrupted by Mr. Brookes.
"Aww, but D-" He swiftly catches himself, eyeing Tori. "I mean Boss, can't I- '' he starts to ask, but gets interrupted by Mr. Brookes.
"Not this time, Mich. I don't need to pay a bill, because you've gone and swung on the chandelier. . . Again," he adds. His face drains to a gauntly look.
"Awe Come on, I was 14 at the time." Michel retaliates.
"Like 15 is any better," mutters Kenneth, resting his elbow on the back end of the pool table, with his head in his hand. Mich turns and glares at him. Kenneth shrugs, disputing the scowl that he is receiving. "I speak words of truth, my man."
The girl scoffs, and interjects. "Guys, knock it off." She rolls her eye, and looks at Mr. Brookes, sending a message without words. He slightly nods in return.
The short man looks at her for a moment longer, then back at Kenneth, who was in the middle of a staring contest with Michel, which is contouring back.
"Dani, you're in charge," he concurs, after a moment the immaturity of the two. Kenneth turns to Mr. Brookes, his jaw dropped, and then quickly turns his head to face the girl, Dani.
"HA eat that, Kenneth." Dani declares, placing her hands on her hips with triumph.
Kenneth moans. "Ugg. Again? How come she always gets to be incharge?"
"That's because–" Mr. Brookes starts, but gets cut off by Dani.
"That's because I'm more responsible." She sticks her tongue out, and sits on the finished pool table game.
Kenneth leans down and whispers to Michel, from behind his hand. "Not for long. Good with plan A?"
"Ya, only add 'get take out pizza' from plan F." Mich whispers back, his hand making a tunnel towards Kenneth's ear. He nods, then gets struck with an idea, pointing to the ceiling.
"Got it, Oh and don't forget 'the movie' from plan C." he adds, and Michel chuckles.
"You guys better not be talking about plan E?" Dani intrudes, while giving them a glower of exasperation, arms crossed.
"Nope." Kenneth and Michel replying at the same time. Their voice in unison, like partners in crime. Both turn and smile at each other, mayhem brewing in their eyes.
"It's Plan B isn't it?" She peers at them. Dani, without warning, bounds over the pool table, Causing Michel to screech, and duck under her outstretched arms. In the same moment, she turns her attention upon the blonde boy. She reaches for Kenneth, smiling widely. Kenneth plunges away, laughing as he dodges her desperate struggle of catching him. She quickly reaches, and almost open hand smacks Kenneth who barely escapes her wrath.
"Hurry Michel get that phone!" Kenneth yells, dodging another one of Dani's open handed smacks. Michel slides underneath the pool table and runs down the back hallway.
"Grrr Kenneth, you're going to buy him candy again then leave him to me." She goes to grab Kenneth again, he barely dodgers and slips by her. Running around the pool table.
Mr. Brookes smiles, as Dani chases Kenneth around the room. And with that, he walks up stairs, with Auston right behind him.
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