Mom's New Boyfriend

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"Remember behave good, Y/N" mom said when we were making the table ready for the dinner. Her new boyfriend was promised to come to eat today. "You have said that over ten times already, mom. I got it. You have to learn to trust me, okay?" I groaned and set the last plate on the table. "I know, I know. I'm just so nervous right now. It has been over 3 years than I last time met someone after your father" she said quietly. "It's okay" I said and hugged her.

"He'll be a good guy for you, mom" She smiled for me and I smiled back. "Now you should change something better on. I'll make that salad ready" I said and started wash lettuce leaves. "Thanks" she said and kissed my cheek. "You're so kind, my little girl" "Mom, I'm already 18. I'm not little girl anymore" I groaned dramatical and and she started laugh. "You'll be always my little girl, Y/N. Always." she said and walked in her walk-in closet.

"What should I wear?" she mumbled herself which made me giggle. Mom was that little girl, not me. She was so excited and it was so cute. I put the lettuce leaves in the glass bowl and mixed there some tomato slides, a cucumber and chicken. "Salad is ready! Where I put this?" I yelled for my mom. "In the fridge. Can you please come here, hun?" she asked and I started walk toward her voice.

"This one or this one?" she asked when she was trying the dresses. "That red one" I pointed the dress and she nodded. "I think so too" she said happily. "You should wear something better too, Y/N" "But these clothes are good enough I think" I said. I was wearing black top and white skirt. "Change that shirt at least" she told and I walked in my room to change.

I changed my black mini shorts one and tied my hair in a ponytail. I heard how someone knocked the front door and how mom ran to open it. "Hey, honey!" mom wheedled. "Y/N, come here to meet Justin" I walked back to hallway and noticed young man standing with mom his arms around mom's waist. "Justin, here's my daughter, Y/N" mom told.

Justin smiled for me and reach out his hand for hand shaking. "Nice to meet you, Y/N" he said and smiled again. I gave a big fake smile for him. "Dinner is ready already so why don't we go eat right away?" mom tweeted. He nodded and walked after my mom. I shook my head and walked to the table too. "I made lasagne and Y/N made that salad" mom tweeted and I kicked her under the table to stop. Mom looked me displeased and started took a food in her plate.

After our dinner I helped mom bring the plates in the kitchen sink. "So, what do you think about him?" mom asked me enthusiastically. "Mom, he's almost on my age" I hissed. "I thought that.. " "He would be older?" she asked. "Yeah.. I don't know.. I jus-" I said and looked in the living room where he sat.

"You just what?! We can get back the old dad. You should be happy when I finally found someone who loves me and meet my needs" she yelled in a whisper. "Okay, okay.." I said and hugged her. "I'm happy, okay. This is just a bit hard for me because we have lived together so long time. Just me and you" I sighed.

Mom stroked my back and nodded. "Yes but he's not gonna move here for a long time" she said and continued then cleaning plates. "Go talk with him" she nodded in direction of the living room. "You don't need help with making coffee?" I asked and she shook her head. "No, go now" I sighed and walked in the living room and sat on the armchair.

"Oh hey, Y/N" he said and smiled. "Your mom has told about you a lot" "Really?" I asked and giggled. He nodded and smiled. "So you are in the high school or?" he asked. "Yes.. what about you?" "I'm working in my uncle's business. Paper works and lot of writing.. I finished my high school last year" he told. I nodded again. 'So he's 19 or 20 now' I thought. He moved sit closer me and grabbed my hand. "Excuse m-" "I remember this wristband" he said and took my wristband off my wrist. "My aunt gave it to me. It should give a luck" I giggled. He chuckled and gave it back. "Cool.."

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