It's early, the sun hasn't even began to rise outside my room when my alarm goes off.
It's 5:30 am and Its Monday. In case you don't remember, today is "the" Monday I start work at my dad's law firm, "Wesley & Wager."
I just want to lye in my bed a little longer, I'm comfortable here, but damn I know I have to climb my lazy ass into the shower.
I curse obscenities when I trip over my Vans I left in the floor last night and in about 25 minutes I'm out of the shower and back to my room.
I fumble through the "formal" section of my closet. If only band tee shirts were acceptable work attire.
I settle for a pair of black slacks, a red button down shirt, black dress shoes and I gel my hair into the front faux hawk thing I did for my lunch with Kate.
I slip on my watch, spray some cologne, grab my keys and phone and treck downstairs where I hear my mother making a commotion and smell coffee.
"Well don't you look handsome!" My mother shouts as I enter into our kitchen.
"Geez thanks mom." I said in monotone. It's to mother frickin early to be that damn rainbow and sunshine happy.
"Oh honey. You really do look handsome." She says trying to reiterate her statement.
"Thanks" I say followed by a yawn. "Why does dad want me up so early?"
"Mondays are your Father's Day to prepare for the weeks court cases. He goes in early so he doesn't stay late. You'll settle into a routine, don't worry." As she places a cup of coffee in front of me.
I take a sip. "Mmmhmm I'm sure, Mom."
"I'm glad you're up and ready, son." My dad states rolling in the kitchen and over to the sink where he kisses me mothers head.
" I don't mind working, maybe... Maybe I can even save up some money to get my own place." I say eating a slice of bacon.
"You can always stay here dear, you know that." My mother says.
"I know. A place for me though, would be nice. Help me line out." I say but I'm really thinking that if I get a place of my own, I can prove to Kate-Anna that I am trying to do better, to be better and maybe it the stars align in my favor by some Devine chance, she will give me a second chance to fix what I messed up all those years ago.
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Monday and Tuesday come and go without a hitch. I picked up my duties are dad's office pretty quickly and even if I hate to admit it, it feels good to be doing something productive verses sleeping until evening hours, partying and chasing worthless girls.Let's make this clear though, I know that I am a dick head, I know my whole "girl buffet" reference wasn't exactly implying that I respect the lady race, but I do, in fact respect them. I know I have hooked up with many many women while at college, I've slept with so many that I can't even give you a ballpark figure. BUT I have never forced anyone to do something outside of their realm of comfortable. So now that's cleared up, back to "Office Lucas".
I was surprised to see the amount of clients that my father and Mr. Wagers have. The phone never stops ringing and the clients appointment booklet is always full. It works like clockwork and without it, it would be a cluster fuck.
Tuesday evening I decided to text Kate-Anna, I hadn't heard from her since our Saturday lunch. It was just a friendly text, and she replied that she was working late, something about an emergency.
I fell asleep around 10pm when I fell asleep. I wake up a little later this morning since it isn't Monday, but I still think 7am is a little early.
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