Logan’s POV

Honk, Honk!

The damn car in front of me can't go any fucking slower. Looking past them and not seeing any cars coming through, I hit the gas and go around the old man while giving him the middle finger.

Getting back to the speed I want, I think about how much I hate coming home. It is summer break from my 2nd year of college. My mom and dad have been expecting to hear how classes are going. Don't get me wrong, I like college. It is a lot more fun to be away from home and the girls are way hotter than I saw in high school. That was not what they were excited about. I was going to be a lawyer, exactly what my dad went for. He has planned for me to go to college, and be a lawyer since the day he found out I was going to be a boy. My mother, of course, was proud to have her perfect son being the perfect man that she always dreamt me to be. She was one that liked things her way and everything had to happen a certain way. I HAD to go to college, I HAD to be successful, and I HAD to marry the perfect girl. She wasn't necessarily happy about me seeing some of the girls I did, but as long as I never knocked one up or married them, she kept her mouth shut.

Driving closer and closer to my childhood home made me more tense every mile. Hearing my dad be pushy about keeping my grades up while hearing my mom gossiped about all her friends and their children made me want to go the other direction. As I was getting closer to the house, I decided to call my sister and see if she was coming over.

Couple rings and she picks up the phone.

"Hey dumbass, how far away are you?" Since she has been out of our parent's house, Brittney has been doing a lot more cussing. My mom absolutely hates it.

"I'm about 10 minutes away. I wasn't sure if you would be there."

"Well, of course I'd be here to see my little brother coming home from college. Sucks don't it?" She would know, she went to Stanford for business. Now, she and her husband both have their own real estate company.

"It certainly isn't like high school."

"Well, no shit. We are all here bub so hurry up."

"I am sis, see you soon." We both hang up and I'm glad my sister is gonna be there.

My sister and I were very close growing up. We would fight over just about everything and it drove our mother insane. Brittney was definitely the favorite as she got everything for being the oldest. Dad was wrapped around her finger and she knew it. I, on the other hand, saw a lot more of dad's strict side as he made it a point to show me how it was to be a man. Well, what being a man meant to him.

As I'm pulling into the driveway, I can tell the outside lights are turned on so I can see the front porch. We had the nicest, biggest house in town with my father being a successful owner of a firm and my mother being a registered nurse. We always grew up with the nicest things and that is what mom expected. Our house looked like it came out of a magazine. I get out and see my mom by the front door. I grab my suitcase of clothes from the trunk and head towards her. I leave all the other stuff from my dormroom in the car. I'll deal with it tomorrow.

"Ugh, is that what you decided to wear seeing your mother for the first time in months? You could have dressed better." My mom gives me a disappointed look.

"Hi mom, it's good to see you too." I go up for a quick hug.

"Well you better take a shower in the morning and wear those clothes that I got you for your birthday. You look very handsome in those button up shirts." My mom never liked when anyone of us wore sweatpants in public. She thinks that looks tacky and her children could never be tacky.

"Ok, mom." I leave it with that and hope she drops it. I walk into the house and see Brittney. She and her husband, Jake, are sitting on the couch.

"Hey, bub, what took you so long?" She gets up from the couch and gives me a light punch to my shoulder.

"I had a late final today." I give her a punch right back.

"Whatever you damn liar." She rolls her eyes.

If you didn’t know she was 5 years older than me, you’d think we were twins. She stands 5’10 and has straight light brown hair that goes lower than her shoulders. She was a volleyball player in high school and got a scholarship for it to go to college. We both grew up in sports so you can say that we are both competitive, especially against each other.

"Language, young lady." Mom gives her the same look she does every time Brittney cusses in front of her.

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"Sorry."

"Now there is my future lawyer." I see dad coming in from his study. He is wearing his glasses and wearing a dark suit. He must have had court earlier today.

"Hey dad." I say as I give him a strong handshake. He always judges a man on how he gives a handshake.

"Good handshake son, better keep that when you start seeing clients."

Here we go.

"I'm trying." I could use a shot right about now.

"I know you had one of Mr. Hamilton's classes. How is the old man?" Ron Hamilton is an old friend of dad's when they went to college together. Mr. Hamilton teaches some law courses at the University.

"He is doing good and wanted me to tell you he wants to fish this summer."

"Of course he does, but he can't fish to save his life."

"You know, I saw his daughter at the mall the other day and her outfit looked way too short. I can't believe her mother lets her out of the house like that. Brittney would never do that, wouldn't you honey." Now I really need a fucking drink.

"Sure mom." Brittney says while looking at something on Jake's phone. Brittney and Jake met at Stanford as they both majored in business. Jake is from a wealthy family that are known for architecture and have built huge buildings in other countries. You can already tell how happy mom and dad were when they were told about their engagement. He was the perfect fit for the family.

"Well, I've had a busy day today and I'm going to go to sleep early tonight. I see you all tomorrow." I'm too tired to deal with them tonight. I had finals today and drove here right after. I don’t want to start the stupid questions.

"Alright son, tomorrow we can talk about next semester and you helping out at the firm this summer. Time for you to see this stuff in action." My dad pats me on the back firmly. I roll my eyes internally.

"Good night bub, see you tomorrow." Brittney smiles at me and gives me a hug. I will say that even though I’m back home, I love spending time with my sister.

I hug her back and watch them head out the front door. I turn to my mother and kiss her on the cheek. She gives me a small hug from the side and I grab my suitcase to head upstair to my room. I shut the door and lock it, not wanting to see anyone else for the rest of the night. I take my clothes off until I'm just in my boxers and I lay on the bed. I take my phone out and notice I have a new text.

Hey cutie, my mom told me you were in town for the summer. We should definitely catch up! ;)

I look at the text from Shannon and decide to ignore it for now. Shannon and I had a thing in high school, but I definitely did not want to see her much this summer.

But she was a good fuck.

She’s also clingy as fuck and can be extremely annoying talking about the dumbest shit. She will want to get back together and that is NOT happening. I do not want to be in a relationship right now. College can be a lot and I'll be starting internships soon. I do not want to worry about some chick and her feelings. I just want to fuck and not worry about the bullshit. Usually the girls can handle that and we have a good time.

I don't want complicated.

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Carly's POV

"Oh dammit! I really liked him!" Hannah yells at the TV as the new bachelorette sends one of the guys home. We were in my room with all of the snacks we bought after seeing my family. Hannah is sitting very close to the screen as she anticipates who will go home next. She weirdly likes watching these kinds of shows.

"Why don't you ever just shut the fuck up?" I roll my eyes and shove more pringles into my mouth and mess around on my phone. She forces me to watch this. Every. Single. Week. I am not a fan of the type of shows that seem to make people force love. It's rather insulting.

"Oh whatever, Carly. He was perfect for her." As the episode ends, she gets on my bed and eats some of the pretzels. Hannah always felt like she was a matchmaker.

"Well, why don't you go on that show since you're such a know-it-all."

"There is no way they could handle allll of this." She points toward herself and dances, acting like she’s some goddess. She is definitely a character.

"Sure. Whatever you say." I say while looking through Instagram.

Hannah flips through the channels and I hear her phone vibrate. She takes a minute to read the text, makes the biggest gasp, and scares the shit out of me.

"OMG. OMG. We need to go!" She is practically screaming.

"What the hell are you talking about? And you are not taking me anywhere." I already have my comfy pajama pants on and my hair is in a bun. There is no way I am going anywhere.

"The new club in town just opened tonight. Everyone is gonna be there. Can we goooo?" She hops on my bed like it's Christmas morning. Hannah likes going out and trying different restaurants, clubs, and stores. I was perfectly fine with still going to the mall once every six months, eating at the typical fast food places, and not going to clubs at all. Her kind of night is going to all of these places and mine is staying in my pajamas watching Jon Snow kick some ass. Did I ever mention that Game of Thrones is amazing?

"Oh c'mon, Carly! This is supposed to be the best place with the best music. We have to at least go there once." She gives me a disappointed look.

"Not tonight, Hannah. I am already comfy and it's past ten. I don't wanna go tonight. Plus, we can't drink yet, remember. We are still underage."

"Girl don't worry, we will get drinks. Come on. PLEASE. PLEASE. PLLLLLLEASE?" Now she is giving me a pouty face.

"How about tomorrow night? It will be Saturday and we can have all day to get ready and make us look hot?"

"YES! That sounds like a better idea. We are gonna look hot! Plus, we still need to celebrate the end of the semester."

I nod my head getting really tired at this point. I am fine to go with her tomorrow.

I guess...