"You need to get a job this summer. No more putting it off, Y/n" were the first words that I heard when I woke up the first day of summer vacation. My mom has been begging me to start looking for a job for the summer since April. It's the end of May now. I've begged and begged since the first day she mentioned it just to have this last summer to myself, but nooooo. 'You're too old to sit at home and do nothing' she says 'You're finally eighteen. You have responsibilities' she nags 'You're waiting to go to collage, and if you're living under my roof, it's either work or collage.' that's my favorite.

"Fine mom, I'll start looking today" I say rolling out of bed. Her and I both know that I won't though.

"Good! I already have some interviews set up for you!"

"What?!" I accidentally shouted, and immediately covered my mouth in regret.

"Excuse me? You heard me, young lady. You will get a job this summer!" she said putting an emphasis on "will". With that, she left my room.

"Jesus Christ," I siged as I fell back in my bed,  "I'm going to get a job."

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Ps. The first bit of this book is going to be a tad slow. I'm gonna try to have you and Tom dating by AT LONGEST 50% :)

Pps. The story parts WILL thiccen ;)