That got both of them to trust me. I put the eggs on the dresser. They told me that they were keeping the fact they were layers secret from Bryce. He was a cool guy, but the fact he already knew a fence for eggs was a red flag for them. It would be hard for me to trust Bryce too. I did not know him as well as the twins did. There could never be too much caution when your life could be on the line. I really could not blame them for that. They sat on the bed and smirked. "Damn. We only lay an egg once a day. I hate it. You're up to 2 of them?" Brock teased me. I shook my head. "Only every other day. Otherwise, it's just one egg." I informed them. "That's got to suck. I'm sorry to hear it." Brett said sympathetically. I just shrugged. "Let's go back to that fence." I offered to them. They nodded. It was on their way home anyway. I got $2,000 for them. The twins then went home. I wanted to do another job since I was out. I would have to go back to the gym. Chelsea was at the receptionist desk. She did not look happy to see me. I asked where I could find the old man. "He's on 9th street." she said.
I did not care too much for her. She was rude to me every time. I left the gym and went to where it was indicated on my map. I saw the old man talking to someone. The conversation looked really tense. When they were both finished, I saw the woman leave. I walked up to the man and said hello. He looked at me and smirked. "Like to watch others, do you!?" he remarked. I did not say anything to him. He chuckled and said "I have another little job for you." He produced another package. "I want you to take this to the Jamies office building a man will be waiting outside. He'll ask you for the time." he instructed. I nodded and took the package. It was time for me to go to the location. Once I got there, I saw I was alone. I waited outside for someone to appear. A man did come past me in a brown trench coat. He asked me for the time. I squinted and passed the package over. He then smiled and told me he was going to get in touch with the old man. That let me know it was the right target. I returned to where I met Old Kipler and let him know I was done. He gave me another $500. I was done.
When I was leaving, he said "I saw that you had some eggs with those boys earlier. Maybe, you can bring them my way next time." I stopped and turned to face him. "I get $1,000 per egg at the fence's place. What will you give me?" I asked. He smirked and said "$1,100. And I may have more work for you than just delivering packages." I shrugged. "If I actually fine more, you will be the first to know about it." I said before leaving him. I did not just want to be a delivery boy. I wanted some real money and real opportunities to do things that would be challenging for me. I was going to have to wait a few days. I did not trust Old Kipler that much. I did not want to lead a giant trail right to me by giving him an egg straight away. We did not get any exp. for the fight that we were in. I guess you really had to kill someone to get the exp. out of the enemy. I was not going to be killing anyone so soon. I was still trying to get my footing in this new world and game first. I just waited in my motel room for the next day to come. I had school. I was trying to make a friend out of Quinn at the moment.
As I sat down in the classroom, I was ready to do what I needed to do. There was another math test. It seemed that it was important for the final grade. That was a very cute thing. It was still double digit operations. I got an 80% this time. I was doing really well when it came to academics. After that, we went to a history class. Basically, it gave us the lore of the world. Patrick poked me in the side with his finger. I ignored him the first time he did it. When he did it slightly harder 10 minutes later, he got me annoyed. I turned to him. He was flashing his ass and balls at me. I was taken aback from the gesture. No one seemed to notice what he was doing here. Everyone else in the room was too focused on the video being played for the class. Patrick wanted to know if we could go to his house after school. It was a message on his phone. I just quickly nodded my head. His hair had changed from blue to purple today. He smirked and his phone was quickly put away. He then put his pants back on properly too. Patrick focused on the lessons from there on out. During lunch, I was eating with The Bros
