INTERVIEW

Morning came sooner than I expected. The thought of the interview irked me and made me feel somewhat uncomfortable. I didn't want to leave my bed,but I obviously had to get up. The was the one and only option to get my grades up.

I got out of the bed slowly and staggered drowsily to the bathroom. I washed my face first to make me less sleepy,it worked. Without wasting anymore time,I brushed my teeth then hopped into the shower.i took my time in the shower since the interview was by 8.

Nothing in my wardrobe screamed interview,most of my clothes are the be comfortable while you lazy around on your couch type of clothes . I ended up wearing a jean trouser with one of my button up shirt. The company should be able to understand that I am a college student,and most college student do not own grey skirts.

I used some gel to hold my hair back and packed it into a sleek bun. It was perfect,I think . I applied only lip balm since I hate wearing makeup. I tucked in the shirt a little bit then paired the outfit with a old black heel my mum gifted me three years ago. I don't know how the shoes still fit perfectly

Probably because your growth is stunted.

I checked myself in the mirror,I look sophisticated enough.i can't even remember the last time I put in so much effort into dressing,it had better be worth it. I grabbed a bag,threw my things in it and was about to head out when I realized I was not wearing contacts or glasses. I was not in the mood for contacts so I picked my glasses instead then left my apartment.

I check the time on my phone ,it was already 7:30. Just In Time. I took a taxi and handed him the address Mr Luthman gave me yesterday. After driving for about 20minutes,the cab man finally stopped. About time,I was already feeling car sick.

I walked out and readjusted my glasses. My palms were sweaty. I rubbed them on my jeans,something I do when I am nervous.

There it was In it's almighty glory,the smith's international company. The company stared down at me,believe me when I say IT WAS HUGE AS FUCK. How the hell am I supposed to work here,the only office work experience I had was in my dad's small office in my hometown. His office is not this huge ,this building could swallow me up. From my view outside,the building had about sixty floors. Intimidating right???

I carefully strode past the guards at the entrance.he eyed me as if I was in the wrong place. I was met with a lot of people immediately I entered. They were all moving around in expensive suits . I suddenly felt self conscious, I was in a room filled with people in expensive suits and what was I wearing? Jeans and T-shirt. Not that I was poor or anything, in-fact I will classify myself as an average . But everything about this building and the people in it intimidates me.

I walked up to the reception desk,I looked up to the receptionist nervously. She is black like me ,I don't know why but that made me less scared. Everything about her was perfect. Her nails,dress,nails and even her hair was perfectly done compared to mine. She gave me a sweet smile,I instantly felt comfortable and happy. Who knew the smile of a receptionist could make me less nervous.

"How can I help you dear" she asked smiling that her sweet smile

"I came here for an interview" I said with a small smile

"Intern" she asked as if to be sure

"Yeah"

She typed something on her computer then gave me a big black book "just fill your name and you reason for coming here" she pointed her hand to where I was supposed to fill. I did what she asked me to do then gave the big book back to her.

"Twenty fourth floor,take a right and you will find yourself in a lobby filled with people, they are also here for the interview" she said while pointing at the direction of the elevator. Hope everyone here is this nice Incase I got the job.

I said a quick thank you and headed to the elevator,someone just got in so it was still open. Quickly,I slipped in before the door closed.

I waited a few seconds before the elevator door slid open. I stepped out and turned right like the nice receptionist told me to.

I just hope this interview would be a huge success, because I can't afford to not graduate.

There were not a few people in the lobby,there were a lot of people. And let me add the fact that they were not wearing jeans and shirts like I expected them to. Surely,they were students right? I mean, students are not supposed to own office pants,office tops,grey skirts or any office outfit right?

Everyone stared at me as if I was in the wrong place,some even snickered at me. They found my choice of clothing funny.By now I was already fuming with anger but I was too shy so show it . I spotted a sit and made my way towards it.

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"Amelia Daeves" the woman who had been calling everyone finally called me. I picked my bag up and followed. Except that she was not going in the direction,she took everyone who came for the interview. She was heading to the elevator.she was sending me out without even giving me a chance. Is my outfit that bad ??

I turned my head and saw some of the interviewers that were still lingering around smirking at me ,they new I was getting kicked out.

She pressed the elevator key and it opened immediately,as if it was happy that I was finally leaving. The nameless woman looked at me as if she was trying to figure something out.she shrugged and entered the elevator,expecting me to follow after her.

Out of instinct,I took a step back. "Where are you taking me miss" I asked politely,even though I already knew the answer.

Without sparing me a glance or even answer my question,she grabbed my hand and dragged me into the elevator.

What baffled me was the fact that she didn't press the button to go down, instead she pressed the button with the smith's logo on it. Now,I'm scared. Is she going to kill me at the rooftop or something. I know I have always wished for death but I didn't expect it to be this soon. I didn't even get the chance to ride a roller coaster or even own a dog yet.

I can't die without knowing the reason for my death. I summoned up a little courage and asked her the question I asked her earlier.

"Where are you taking me" I asked. I didn't bother to add the miss to it this time,I wasn't trying to be polite.

"To the boss" she answered surprising me . I was surprised she answered me and also because she was taking me to the boss. But the boss could be anyone right,he might not even be the CEO . Probably the boss of their assassin company or something

"The CEO boss or the assassin boss"I asked without even thinking.

She gave me the you are not only wearing shabby outfit but you are also crazy look ,which made me intimidated.

"To the CEO boss, he will be conducting your interview" she said monotone

I was already scared shitless so I didn't bother to give her a reply . But why would the big boss want to conduct my interview. Surely he had other important things to do.

The elevator came to an halt before I got lost in my thought.without even waiting for me to step out,she dragged me a little to tight for my liking with her again.

She stopped in front of a huge solid door which I guess is the boss office. She let go of my hand .

"Go in ,he is waiting for you" she said eyeing me . She headed back to the elevator,her heels clicking against the hard tiles. I guess not everyone is as nice as the receptionist.

My palms are sweaty,I rubbed them on my jeans. I put my hands on the door knob, the metal was cold compared to my warm palms. Gently,I opened the door.

The first thing I noticed is that the office is gigantic and breathtaking. Everything looks so expensive and fancy. The leather on the couch looks foreign. I totally forgot the reason why I was in the office until someone cleared his throat .

I immediately snapped out my trance . Quickly,diverted my eyes from all the expensive looking furnitures to the boss. Except that I couldn't see him, he was behind a chair. His chair is really big so I couldn't see his head or even he shoulders.

"Hmm,I'm here for the interview sir" I said . I tried to sound as if I had it all together ,but I guess he caught on that I was really scared because he chuckled slightly.

He started turning his chair to face me . At once,the air around me shifted.he turned his chair slowly as if waiting for some dramatic effect. Once he was done and facing me,he dragged his eyes and checked me from my toe to my head as if trying to access me.

I gripped my thighs tightly,almost knocking myself off my feet even though the sight of him almost did the job . My heart started beating fast . I swear I stopped breathing for a moment.

He gulped hard,he was waiting for my reaction. He was waiting for me to scream my heads off and attack him. He stood up from his sit that was shielding him a minute ago and walked up to me . He looked different dressed in an expensive looking suit,he also looked older and muscular. I took his whole appearance in,still not believing that the boy who caused me so much pain was standing in front of me .

I had to say something,but my voice was too weak .I stood there dumbfounded with my mouth hanging open.

I finally said something after staring at him for a long time.

"Aaaccceee" I said stuttering.