“I’m John F. Kennedy …” Mr.Kennedy says as he holds his hand out for me to shake.Holy shit…I’m in daze. I place my little hand in his hands as we shake . As we touched I felt electricity go through my body. I felt my cheeks heat up. I quickly remove my hand from his and black rapidly matching my heart rate.
“Marilyn isn't feeling to well, so she sent me . I hope you don't mind Mr. Kennedy.” I say looking into his eyes . I knew he was expecting Marilyn and I really hope he didn't mind.
“And you are?” He asked. His voice was soothing but sounded amused but he is difficult to read from his expressions but polite.
“ I’m Jacqueline Bouvier. I’m studying English Lit. with Marilyn at George Washington University.” I say quickly. Wait ! ..stupid me, he didn't even ask that . I mentally faceplate myself and felt my cheeks heat up again.
“ I see “ He says as he weakly smiles but his smile not getting up with his eyes. He walks to one of the couches.
“ Please Miss.Bouvier , take a seat.” He says. I slowly walk over to the leather couch. His office was way to big for him. He had floor of ceiling windows with a amazing view if I must say. He also had a sand stoned desk that has a computer on the desk. The floors and the ceilings were white .
John sat in front of me. I quickly take out Marilyn’s questions and put the recorder on the table dropping it. I look up at John…embarrassed as he waits patiently and he is watching me. One hand on this lap and the other hand up to his face as he slowly brushes his bottom lip with his thumb.
I-I’m sorry, I have never done this before..” I stutter slightly.
“Take as much time as you need Miss.Bouvier” He says.
“ I mean you did taken so much table to set it up …go ahead.” He says smirking. I flush a deep red …is Mr. Kennedy …teasing me ? I blink once trying to focus . I take a deep breath. “ And this interview is for you to appear in the graduation issue of the student newspaper correct?” Mr. Kennedy says raising a eyebrow . I nod slowly. I once again get distracted by his beauty …he looked like he was maybe …10 years or more older then me. Really successful congress men and he will be handing my degree tome on the graduation . I shake the thought of my head and look down on the questions and look at the recorder and press the record button.
“ Mr. Kennedy , I have some questions for you” I say swallowing hard as I fuck in a piece pf hair that has falling from my ponytail behind my ear.
“I thought you might “ He says smirking in amusement …he thinks this is funny ..well while he is laughing it up in his head. I’m nervous wreck. I sit up and square my shoulders clearing my throat trying to look more professional and start to read Marilyn’s first question.
“ You are very young and very successful , to what do you owe your success ? I ask looking at him from the paper. His smile has a lot of sorrow ..regret but in a humorous way.
“ Its about the people Miss. Bouvier , I’m very good at judging people ..I know what makes them tick, what makes them squirm and what doesn't . I know how to prove some with incentive. I have a great team ..and reward them well.” Mr. Kennedy says leaning forward placing his elbows on his knees starting at me. As he continues “ I believe that you should achieve success in any scheme and master it , to know it inside and out and front and backwards and to know every detail. I work very hard to do that with logic and facts Miss. Bouvier . The bottom line is always down to the good people. “ He says smirking at me. I raise a eyebrow at him.
“Well maybe you're lucky Mr. Kennedy. At the end of the day, you come from a rich family.” I said. Oh shit! Marilyn is going to hate me for this but Mr. Kennedy is so arrogant. His eyes got intense for a moment in surprise…
“I don’t have luck or chance Miss Bouvier it seems to me that the harder I work the luckier I get. Like I said before, it is really all about having the right people on your team, making sure they do what they are directed to do.” He said. " Well you sound like a control freak " I said letting the words come out of my mouth before I could stop.
This was going to be a long interview and I sigh.
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Fifty Shades of John F. Kennedy
Teen FictionWhen a student attending The George Washington University in Washington DC, Jacqueline Bouvier goes to interview with congressmen John F. Kennedy, she encounters a man that is intelligent, handsome and intimidating. Jackie soon realizes that John is...