"Ah!" I yelped at the sudden slam, causing me to roll off my bed with a thump when I hit the floor. "Ow! Cece, what the fuck!" I shouted, rubbing my head in anger, hissing at the pain in my head, while my annoying ass sister laughed at my distress, and pain. God I hated her so much! But then again she was the reason I was able to get this job- or well, get interviewed today for it.
"Get up, lazy ass! It's 6:20 and I need to take you to your job interview!" Ugh, why the fuck was she yelling? I swear, one of these days I'm going to go deaf because of her loud ass. I groan in frustration, but got up following this bitches demands. I stretch my body out, and moaned softly at how amazing it felt. "Okay," I began, glaring over at Cecilia, my sister. "You can go now." I waved her off, demanding some damn privacy. Finally, when she left I went to my bathroom and freshened myself up. I brushed my teeth, and rinsed it off with some mouth wash. I spit out the wash, and started to wash my face. "Oh hell no!" I panicked, when I noticed a pimple in the center of my forehead. Out of all of the days, why does it have to be today?! My makeups going to cover it up, no biggie- hopfully.
After i was done i go to my dresser and pulled out anything my hands touched. Guess I'm wearing ripped jeans and a pink shirt today. I pull my hair back so I could do my makeup. Time to cover up this ugly face of mine! I apply some moisturiser, Cc cream, foundation, mascara- man being pretty was so exhausting, props to one's born with that beauty, like Kendall Jenner, Kim K, Alexis Bledel, Gabrielle Reece- okay now I'm just naming modals.
After i prettied myself up, i start to fix up my messy ass hair- I hated my curly hair. I would straighten it but it's takes up to much time, and I was extremely lazy- Fuck Mondays man. Welp, time to embrace my curly hair and show everyone how much of a confident outgoing person I am! Even tho I wasn't any of those things. I put my shoes on, then grab my phone and purse making my way down to the kitchen. It was 6:56 now,so I think I had time to get myself something- boy was i wrong, as soon as I reached the kitchen my sisters loud ass started shouting.
"Hurry up, Eve! We have to be there in 15!" Okay whore, I got it! Oh I wanted to say that so bad, but if I did I would get a smack to the face- this girl wasn't even my mother, why-?! "Okay!" Was all I shouted back. I should have just said what I was thinking, but I choose life over death. I grab the smoothie I made the night before from the fridge and walked out of the house.
After a 10 minute car ride with Cecilia's annoying ass on the phone with her little boyfriend, I step out the car and shut the door. "If you get a panic attack during the interview, don't call me." Wow, what a great big sister. I was about to snap at thae bitch but she drove off before I could get the chance.
"Fucking bitch." I mummer under my breath. I turned to the building and inhaled. Wow, this was it- I was becoming an adult! Getting a job, and starting my career- well, I hope I got the job- fuck if I don't I would be stuck with Cecilia for the next few years.
Ugh, what was I doing? I was already having a panic attack! I haven't even step foot in that building and I already want to burst, and run away.
Well..here goes nothing.
I took me about like what, forever to find the right place? I don't know how long forever is but that's how long it felt. I walk up to the lady at the front desk. I didn't smile, I don't smile. "Hello," I greeted. "I'm Ev-Evelyn Tracey, I have.. uhh, an interview with Mr. Ir.." Now is not the time to forget your future bosses name, Evelyn! "Mr. Irwin." The lady said in the most monotone voice I have ever heard, it's like the bitch was depressed. I mean who wouldn't when they looked like that?Anyways, I nodded and cracked a tiny smile, just a tiny one. "Yes, Mr. Irwin." All that lady did was nod and point to a seat. Wow, thanks for the service ya butt bag. I sit down next to this girl, she looked so pretty and she definitely had a good sense of fashion, but I put my attention on my phone to not seem like I was a creep staring at her. She got called up, wait, was she also here for an interview? Oh shit, I might even work with her! If I did, I am totally going to try and be friends with her, and get some good fashion tips- because I don't know how to dress myself up.. for anything. Now that I thought about it, was my makeup messy? Oh shit, if it was then I can wave my first good impression bye bye.
After my interview...
I wait outside waiting for my sister, scrolling through my phone with my AirPods in listening to some Doja Cat. I think the interview went pretty well. I stuttered a little bit, a little bit as in a lot- holy shit I hope i ddint fuck up my chances of getting this job, I really needed it. I find out in a week or two like Mr. Irwin said. I inhale in the fresh air as a smile appears on my face, i just remembered I meet up with a good friend of mine tomorrow, I seriously couldn't wait to see his energetic ass.
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Holy shit Doja Cat hot asssffff 😫🔥
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*cough* Chile, anyways- Hiiii I'm @nUturrbb and I'm writing this book with my good friend! 😃 How are you? Good? Good. I think we're writing one chapter after the other with this book ssoooo yeah :'D but I hope you liked my chapter, bye byyyee❤️
