A Job

                                    

                                          
Tessa:
                          
It's been a couple days since we moved into the apartment. We have moved everything out of the dorm and we have now basically officially moved inot our apartment. I mean we have officially had an apartment for a few days now but it feels official official since we have moved all our stuff in. I don't know how to explain myself I think I'm just so exciting and happy that me and Hardin are living together. 
                          
We haven't been on campus the past couple of days as well as me and Hardin were so set on moving all our stuff and I was still feeling crappy from finding out my mother basically wants nothing to do with me. Hardin and I talked to Ken and he was totally find with us missing a couple of days and told me to take it easy which was kind of him but Hardin just scoffed. 
                          
Hardin has been really sweet since the whole thing with my mother always making sure I was okay and he didn't really want to leave my side. I did make him today though as he was going to stay home today and not go into to work but I told him to go since it was only for a few hours as there was some sort of emergency Hardin was needed for. 
                          
After Hardin left I just tidied up the house and cleaned up the mess we had made from moving in all our things. I was had just sat down on the sofa and was going to wach Friends when Hardin walked into the living room. 
                          
"Hello baby" he says to me
                          
"Hey you" I say back as he walks over to me and leans down to plant a kiss on my lips.
                          
"So how was work?" I asked him as he took off his jacket 
                          
"Yeah all fine just a small error in something I had to sort" he says and throw his jacket down and then sits beside me 
                          
"Alright okay" I say and cuddle into Hardin as he wraps his arms around me 
                          
"What did you do whilst I was away?" he asks me 
                          
"Just cleaned up thats all"
                          
"Of course you were" he says and we both chuckle
                          
"Anyways" I say and slap his chest slightly 
                          
"I have a question" I say to him and look up to him
                          
"And what may that be?" he says in a weird voice which makes me laugh 
                          
"What is your job? You didnt really tell me much about it"  
                          
"Oh I work with Vance Publishing, I am like one of the higher up people" 
                          
"Okay so what do you do?" 
                          
"Well we get all these manuscripts that come in, we read them to see if they are any good and if they are then they get published. I get the manuscripts and make changes to them if they need any before they get put over to Vance to be finalised and all that. Basically I read it then makes changes or tweaks then Vance publishes it." he says to me
                          
"When did you start there?" 
                          
"A few weeks after I moved here" 
                          
"How come so quickly?" 
                          
"Well Vance is a family friends. My parents and him have been very good friends all their lives. He used to live over in London, he had a business in London but there was more opportunities and was upwards over in America so he moved over here when I was about 10 I think. He really helped my mum when Ken left and he has been like an uncle to me all my life. I relied on him a lot after dad left as my mum was still struggle with what happened between them and him moving away. Vance would always be around at my house checking up on mum and I. We have been very close my whole life basically even when he moved away he would call me a lot to see how I was doing. Even when I became a total dick and my mum was struggling to cope with me, he still would call and see how I was doing even if I didnt seem to appreciate it and would ignore him sometimes. I was a very angry child and he would always try help me control that, especially when I moved to America and saw Ken he helped me control myself around him."