◍3◍ Miss Damon

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Dashia's POV

I've been in London for 6 days. Today is my sixth day and also my Interview sched with Miss Damon. My nerves are killing me!

I took a deep breath before going in the building for the second time. It's currently 10:30am and my meeting is starting in an hour.

Elija met me half way and hugged me. "You'll be fine, chill. Amandea is with Miss Damon right now, she'll call when you're up next." He said trying to calm me down.

"Thanks. I just hope nothing goes bad"  I took a deep breath waiting for my time.

"Come, let's get you a one day pass first so you can get on her floor" Elija walked me to the front desk. He talked to her and it seemed like they're friends. In a matter of seconds I got my one day pass card.

'Do I still really need this?' I wondered since I was able to get on the top floor days ago without any pass at all.

Elija stayed with me the whole time I was waiting. He made jokes trying to ease me up. He really is a great brother.

And finally after almost an hour of waiting Amandea called informing us it's my turn.

I breathed out and shake my hands trying shake off all the negatives and nerves. "Hoo, I can do this"

I walked towards the same fancy elevator. However, Elija pulled me before I could even get close to it. "What?" I asked "I swear, I'm not gonna take the stairs" I huffed crossing my arms.

"Shoot, no, not that, we'll take the elevators, just not that one. That one's not available for us. Let's take the other ones instead" He redirected me to the other side. I was surprised, what's wrong with the other fancy looking elevator? What does he even mean it's not available? I just took that days ago with the fancy masked lady. 

I shrugged it off and just followed. I finally reached the top floor and hugged my brother before I walked out. Amandea met me halfway and guided me to the familiar set of doors. "Huh, why are we here?" I asked confused, isn't this the fancy masked lady's office?

My thought's where cut off when I heard shouting on the other side of the door. A second later a pair came out running with tear stained faces. They walked passed us and to the hall. This caused my nervousness to double. My heart's pounding.

"Goodluck" Amandea whispered knocking on the door and opening it for me. "Miss Damon, Miss Filmea is here for the interview" she said and closed it after I entered.

I gulped looking at the woman on the seat facing the window. "You're finally back" she said before turning around to face me.

My eyes widened. "Fancy Masked Lady?" I involuntarily mumbled.

This caused her to chuckle as she took her mask off.

"You're Miss Damon? Oh my god" I exclaimed.

Her mouth turned to a little smirk as she eyed me down. "Thanks for the meal, it was quite good"

I smiled back trying to recompose myself. "T-thank you, I'm glad you liked it" I replied walking up to her table.

"Let me take you to lunch while we do the interview, I'd like to pay back your kind gesture" she decided and stood up.

I was gonna say there's no need to do such thing but she had already grabbed me by my waist and walked us to the fancy elevator.

"B-but-"

"Shush"

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She brought me to a really high class restaurant. I didn't know what to order and decided to just copy what she got.

"U-um thank you Miss Damon" I squeaked out.

"No problem hun. So, shall we start this interview of yours while we wait for our food?"

"Y-yeah, sure"

I started the interview and asked several things. Halfway through our meal we managed to finish the whole interview. Phew, what a relief.

"I'm really really thankful that you let me slip in on your busy schedule Miss Damon-"

She smiled reaching out to me holding my hand on the table. I tensed up a bit yet settled immediately at her soft touch.

"No need to be so formal, after all, I did like your chicken box days ago" she squeezed in our hands interlaced before pulling off. "You can call me Adira when it's just us"

I smiled genuinely and nodded. However, upon remembering my other task I started getting nervous.

What if she rejects it? I thought panicking.

"What is it honey? You look a bit pale, do you feel alright?" She asked concerned as she stood up walking to my side. The back of her hand making contact with my forehead.

I shook my head but she insisted of checking me up just to make sure. "Then why do you look pale?"

"I just—" I bit my lip looking down. "I wanted to ask, only if it's okay tho, if I can see what a successful person like you does. It's okay if you don't want to, I know it sound weird but I swear it's my teacher's fault" I rambled trying to explain and not embarrass my self. And yet I feel like I did the opposite instead.

I heard her chuckle and her hands reached up to caress my cheek. "What about an internship? Perhaps you're interested in it"

My eyes widened in shock. "I-internship?" I repeated trying to make sure I'm not hallucinating because of my nervousness.

"Yes, an internship completely under my care" she added with a look.

"Yes!!!— I uh, I mean of course Miss Da- Adira" I replied sounding a bit too excited.

She grinned before speaking, "start tomorrow. Be at my office at 1pm sharp every weekdays okay"

I nodded eagerly and thanked her.

"Now, let me ask you questions. How old are you?"

"I'm 20"

"Where do you study?"

"Back in Canada"

"Are you in a relationship?" She asked a bit intense than the rest.

"Why?" I asked in return.

"I want to know if you will be distracted or not" she shortly answered.

I shrugged and shook my head. "No, I am not"

"Good" she smiled brightly.



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Instant Internship yarn naol.

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