Keep it civil

Jerry

I don't know why my brothers are making such a big fuss out of this. Yes, Sam is right. I'm personally not crazy about the exposure either. I'd much rather lead a calm, normal life than have everyone asking left and right about our personal lives. But that doesn't mean we can't be polite and civil about it.
And Tom's bragging is not helping. I don't think that what we are doing is "awesome". More like a matter of necessity. It's not like we can back out of it now. Even if we would, Snitch Gravel would still try to kill us.

My name is Jerry, I'm nineteen and a student in my first year of college. Initially, I was accepted at an Ivy League school. Due to the circumstances, I remained at Chicago State. I'm not sure how much I resent it. I mean, who doesn't long for a higher education? But, on the other hand, leaving home would have meant that I couldn't spend time with my new brothers, get to know them. So there are good things that came with my decisions.

And when I say new brothers, I mean all three of them. Sure, I've had a year to get to know Kyle, but I made a mess of that. I've only really known him as long as I've known Tom and Jimmy. I'm ashamed to say that I've spent the rest of my time misjudging and mistreating him. He didn't make it easy either. He still doesn't, but I do have a sense of humor, no matter what anyone else might imply, and I know he is only joking.

Finding out I have a twin brother has been quite baffling. It was a shock to me how our parents could have let that happen. But, I guess, when Snitch Gravel is involved, much remains unexplained. I wish we at least knew his real name. Snitch Gravel is just a front he puts up, trying to hide his real persona beneath. Either no one knows, or no one wants to tell us.

We've had this trouble before -  people seem to always want to keep us in the dark: the agency, Herrison (our team coordinator), even our own father. Sam asked him why Snitch Gravel wants to kill us, and the story he produced was less than satisfactory. Something along the lines of a high school grudge. Completely unlikely. Sam wasn't satisfied with the answer either and he doesn't think Dad will give us more than that, at least for now.

It's weird how I've come to trust Sam's judgment. He usually swings between little brother and division leader. And, may I say, he's the best leader we could hope for. I, personally, am not good. When we got separated once, I counted on Tom to make all the decisions. Not that I can't think for myself. I'm the boss around the house. I just don't do well under pressure. I'm the only one in the family who wants out of this madness.

But I've gone astray. I was supposed to tell you about me. I love cooking - and my family all agree that I'm pretty good at it. I also enjoyed cleaning and putting things in order - Kyle always says it makes me anal, but I can tell he's joking when he says that. I do wish he'd take my example and quit leaving pizza boxes around the house.
I play the violin and can dance a wide variety of society dances. You might expect my rebellious siblings to laugh at me about all this. Well, if you must know, Kyle dances even better than I do, and the others are jealous that they can't. Jimmy actually started learning. Of course, for all the wrong reasons (he thinks it's a great way to innocently grope Jessie).

I speak French and like to spend my free time reading or doing chemistry experiments - that will be my major anyway. I love science. Just so you know, I hate comic-books. I'm not a nerd. Just someone focused on their well up-bringing and education. And manners. Sometimes I wish my brothers would do the same. I don't expect much. Maybe just that Kyle and Jimmy don't produce all the cuss words they know to see who is better prepared in that domain. Needless to say, Kyle usually wins.

I think I've said enough for now. I can hear all the laughing this will produce.
Oh, yes, I've remembered. The odd lady with life-or-death powers over us has instructed me to announce that we are apparently..."taking questions."

Well, goodbye, then