Emily's POV: "Hello." the girl in front of me said to the boss. "Why would you like this job?" the man asks. She smiles her gigantic smile, revealing hot pink braces. "Because I am your biggest fan!" the man "Justin" as they call him rolls his eyes and calls out "Next" I get up out of the small cushion chair and straighten my shirt out while walking up to the desk. "Hi, I'm Emily." I say as the man writes something down. "Emily, why would you like this job?" I bite my lip. "Because I've been looking for a job and I got a flyer in my mailbox about it." He nods his head. "Do you know my name?" oh. Crap. I heard murmurs throught the crowd. "Justin." He laughs. "last name?" oh no. "Umm. I think it starts with a B...." One of the people in the crowd swear. The good looking man is now staring at me. "Go sit in the waiting room over there" he says while pointing to a room in the corner. Two other girls come in over the course of the hour. "You three all got the job." The other two look at each other "what?!?!?" they both scream at the same time and roll their eyes. He looks at them, widening his eyes. "Ok, Emily, you got the job. These two dumbats didnt." I widen my eyes. "I got the job? I... I don't even know your last name."
