WRONG NUMBER, But Thanks For Calling?

Ms Pepper Potts

THE INTERVIEWER ROOM
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3RD PERSON

Peter stood, staring around at the other interviewers. There was Flash, 4 people Peter had never seen, 3 people from school, 1 person that looked way to old to be there, and Peter.

"What's up, Peter?" Flash said, walking towards Peter. His voice seemed poisoned.

Peters mind stopped. His chest went tight.

He felt like he was going to puke, or faint, or all of the above. He had too many things in his life, and flash was going to make this one harder than it had to be.

Peter turned to the elevator, ready to leave, but one miss Pepper Potts came in the room.

She smiled at eveyone and clapped her hands for them to gather around her. Peter knew he couldnt leave now, without drawing attention.

He bit his tongue and listened to Pepper.

"Hello, teenagers," she welcomed with a smile. "I'm Pepper potts, feel free to call me Pepper," she adressed herself.

"Every one of you will individually spend 5 minutes with me in the privacy room, as I will ask you questions about your limits, accessibility, strengths and reasons," she explained.

Peter gulped. Sharing private information wasnt exactly one of his fortès.

"While waiting for your turn, or after you've been interviewed, stay here," she gestured towards the room they were in. "As I will announce the four successful people at the end." She finished.

Simple enough, peter thought. He looked around and saw eveyone looking confused.

He just sighed and tried to focus on the interview only.

"I'll be starting off with Flash Thompson. Good luck, everyone." she said with a smile.

Flash followed pepper into the privacy room, while eveyone else waited around.

Peter wandered around, trying to take in the people in the room.

2 out of 3 people that were from his school, were some tech guys in his science class. They dont talk that much.

And the other one...she was the only girl trying out.

Her hair was short and navy blue, with black streaks, fluffy and just below her ears.

Her eyes were a bright green, with what Peter could see, a glimpse of blue. She looked nervous and fumbled with her jacket zipper.

But she looked confident with how she stood. She made eye contact with Peter, so he quickly looked away.

Everyone's attention went to the privacy room door as it swung open, revealing an over confident flash, and an already exhausted pepper Potts.

"Next is..." pepper started as she looked at her handy clipboard. "Lilac...Rebell?"

The girl Peter noticed, walked slowly towards the middle of the room. "That's me." She said with a million dollar smile.

Pepper smiled and tuned towards the privacy room. Lilac slowly followed.