Amnesia

Meeting Mr. Pierre

(Once your at the bottom the only way to go is up)
                              ~Wesley~

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I woke up really early this morning -which is something that I never thought was possible- and got ready, by the time I left out it was around 8:15 and got a cab by 8:22

The ride went by alright with me and tbe driver engaging in slight conversation here and there by the time I reached the location I paid the driver and he sped down the street.

I got kind of conscious due to the size of the house it's a two story house a big black door that had a doorbell, the windows were all big and the the curtains were all silver except for the window that was open it had black curtains.

On the lawn were well trimmed tree's and a lot of flower bushes around.

It was so simple but so elegant at the same time....

I started wondering if I was really dressed for the occasion, I just wore a cream long sleeved turtle neck with brown pants, white socks and white and brown Nike sneakers.

I rang the doorbell and waited but no one answered, I rang it again....still no answer I checked the time 8:40.

Shit

I knocked on the door but still no answer...

Is this some kinda prank....

"Excuse me" a soft voice came from behind.

I turned around to see a little girl holding a pink and green toy gun in her hand.

She looked to be around 9-10, she was wearing blue ripped jeans with a black sleeveless shirt that said Above and Beyond and black and white sneakers.

But what caught my attention was her beautiful brown skin that was glossy under the sun and her hazel eyes.

I'm jealous...

Her hair was naturally curly and was done in two big puffs with her edges jelled neatly.

She's so cute....

I can't believe I'm gushing over a kid.

A hand then tugged at mine making me flinch at the softness and I looked down at the tiny girl Infront of me.

"Are you here for the interview?" She questions staring up at me.

How does she know that?

"Yeah....." I respond.

"Ok" she replies and opens the front door.

I'm breaking in with a kid..... awesome.

"Wait.....I don't think we should" I don't finish my sentence as we walk through the house and she takes me into a huge kitchen.

The little girl let's go of my hand and walks over to a man sitting around the island talking to a lady maybe in her mid 30's.

They seem to be talking about something important because they don't notice me, the girl sits beside the man and whispers something in his ear and points towards me.

I feel nervous as he gets of his stool and makes his way over to me a stoic expression coating his features.

But he's quite shorter than me, maybe 5'4 and wearing a suit without tie.

"Follow me" was all he said his voice soft but had a hint of deepness to it.

I'm guessing he's.....my boss?