If its perfect, its not real

❈✴- Intimidating -❈✴

I have been feeling very accomplished the past few weeks until now. I have finally moved out of my parents house and found an apartment close to my dream university which I got in 2 years ago and now I am studying Computer Science. I want to become a computer engineer. But right now I am looking for a job which I haven't been quite successful at. I have tried many different places but haven't found a job that suited me well and right now I am sitting comfortably on my new and favourite white couch and was going through Craigslist. I wasn't exactly sure why I was looking through Craigslist for a job that needed to provide enough for all my needs as a young adult but I was bored and you never know what could happen. I was just scrolling when I saw an ad about someone needing a new van driver. I looked at the pay and was surprised by how much they were willing to pay someone to drive a van and I clicked on it . If this van is white I was 100% going to click out of it. 'I don't want to work for a kidnapper' I thought to myself and felt kind of childish about it but when I saw the van on the ad it faded away. The truck wasn't white. It was black.  And it had a description of the job and address. At first I thought it was too good to be true but I really needed the money and it wouldn't hurt to try. I closed my laptop and walked to my room. It was getting pretty late so I decided to sleep. 

The thick and muffling pain in my head became clearer as I woke into consciousness. Wait... I only felt this headache when I had overslept. I sprung up from bed and checked my phone. "Fadoodle cakes I'm late" I swore as I quickly ran to the bathroom. I needed to be at the place by 9 am sharp and right now it's 8:30 and I had just woke up. I didn't have time to clean or do anything else other than getting ready. I quickly got ready and grabbed a gingerbread man cookie from the counter and which my mum had made for me and headed out. 

When I got to the address I had to double check because it was in front of a big and beautiful house. Sort of like a mansion and also the type only afforded by successful rich people which got me thinking why they would need to drive a van when they have such cool and expensive cars parked in the driveway. I got out of my car and walked to their front door. I mentally prepared myself for anything that could happen after knocking. Why would someone living in a house like this and owning those cars need a van driver? 'It could be a prank done by the teenagers or kids of the house because they are bored' I realised. Rich kids can be more of a jerk than normal kids.

I heard footsteps from the other side of the door and expected to be greeted by a bunch if giggling kids who's prank had worked but when the door opened someone else was standing there. A girl. She looked like she was in her early 20's and she was really beautiful. How could I describe her, she had graceful freckles all over her face but mostly around her nose. Her eyes were lined with eyeliner which suited her perfectly. Her lips looked like she might have gotten them done. She had strawberry blonde hair in a neat ponytail. "Can I help you?" she asked with a perfect smile. She had so much charm in just her voice and smile. "Uh hi I'm here for the van driving work" I say as I put my hand on my chest because of the tingles I felt in my heart. 

"Van driving work" She said under her breath. "Oh yeah come in" she said and went inside and I followed her in. I was curious about how their house would look in the inside if it looks like that from the outside. I was so excited to see their house that I got caught completely off guard when I almost got jumped on by something long and big falling from above me and landing on the ground in front of me as I walked in. I got startled and jumped back as someone from deeper inside the house inside the house yelled "AUGUSTINE!.. are you trying to break all your limbs one by one?" it was a girl's voice and it had a scary tone to it. "No" the girl who jumped down yelled back with a complete opposite tone of sarcasm. She stood up and turned around to look at me. Her right arm was in a cast. She didn't say anything and just walked away. She too was gorgeous. Her hair was perfectly styled in space buns. it was short and dark blue. She had a pretty face and was chewing gum and occasionally blowing bubbles.