Licensed To Revolt: The Journals of Twisps on the Move (Youth in Revolt Book 9) by Unknown

Author:Unknown
Language: eng
Format: epub

JULY

SUNDAY, July 1 – I went out to breakfast with Scott and Chloe to a restaurant they like in Venice. They showed up here nearly on time and paused to inspect my new car.

“It’s not German,” said Scott, “but I expect 80 to 90 percent of the people on the planet would be thrilled to own this car.”

My brother, of course, would not be among them.

Chloe said it was an “excellent choice for a first car,” meaning she wouldn’t be caught dead in it either.

They both agreed it sucked I had to park on the street.

It’s true. Garage envy can gnaw at your soul. Every day birds park in the trees along the street and drop disgusting bomb loads on my windshield.

“Looks like a seagull did that one,” said Scott, pointing to a splatter.

“Or a pelican,” speculated Chloe. “It’s huge.”

The restaurant was jammed, but my brother is semi-famous, his fiancee is gorgeous, and I had a bruised face, so we got seated right away.

“The breakfasts here are great,” said Scott, looking over the menu. “They get the eggs from a place in Ojai that’s more like a chicken spa than a ranch.”

Nevertheless, I ordered waffles.

“Oh darn,” said the waitress. “If you’d ordered the pancakes, the cook could make them in the shape of an elephant.”

Scott and Chloe laughed at her jest.

Does the whole world know I lost my elephant?

The arrival of Teresa has thrown my brother’s wedding guest list into crisis.

“I have to invite her,” said Scott. “Otherwise Dad will be pissed. Plus my mother is dying to meet her.”

“Why’s that?” I asked.

Didn’t divorced wives hate their replacements?

“Ghoulish curiosity,” said Scott. “What else?”

“If you need to make room,” I said. “You can move me to the waiting list. No big deal.”

“No way, bro. You’re my best man. I hope you’ve got your speech ready.”

That disturbing development was news to me.

Scott and Chloe agreed that Dad would have to move us out of “that shoe box.”

“I’m not leaving Santa Monica,” I said. “No way I’m starting at another new school. I’m done being the shunned new kid who doesn’t fit in.”

“Yeah, that would suck,” said Scott. “But your town is so expensive–even condos now are priced like small Latin American countries.”

“Can’t he get a loan from Tyler or you?” I asked.

Scott blanched. “I got a kid on the way, bro. Have you checked the price of baby food lately? And there’s no security at all in the acting profession.”

“Now you tell me,” said Chloe, feigning alarm.

They leaned over and shared a kiss.

I was beginning to see the appeal of marriage.

Later, as Scott was paying the bill, I got a call from Harvey.

“Where are you, Nick?”

“At Asperity Café on Pacific in Venice. I had the waffles.”

“Are you done yet?”

“Yeah, why?”

“I’ll pick you up in five minutes. There’s something we need to do.”

We did our always awkward Twispian hug thing in the parking lot, then I jumped into Harvey’s waiting car. Cal was right: his once-pristine Mini Cooper looks like something entered in a Destruction Derby.

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