Dream Girl.

The Interview.

.......Dear babes,plz excuse the damn tiny mistakes........

>>me<<

I'm panicking! I think am gonna die! What do I do? Ok,turns out its gonna be OK. If believe in myself and calm down,everything is gonna be alright.

"Rosalyn Hamilton." My name was called.
EEEEEEEEEEKKK!!

"Yes!! I am here!!" I shot my hand up,jumped up from my seat and ran towards the arrogant looking woman as though I was in marathon.....kidding.

"Yes,present." I answered and stood up gently,walked past the other girls and boys who were probably as nausea as I was. I was led to a room that had a big ''PRIVATE'' poster on it.

Omygee!! I'm gonna die and it's gonna be both my mother's and Gina's fault.

They had all been so convinced that that this would work! It had been two years since I graduated from college and I had no job. Unlike my friend Gina,she got a job straight from college and works at SH firm.
One that am interviewing for.
The vacant job was for vice secretary who will be working for the finance manager of the firm. The head secretary was about to retire and they needed a replacement when he or she would be gone. So Gina,my beloved best friend and a total idiot just blurted out the idea to my mother and since my mom is tired of me,her freeloader daughter,she quickly agreed though we all knew that I wasn't quite qualified and I was into arts.

DAMN THEM for being so talkative and convincing and DAMN ME for being dumb enough to agree.

The whole interview was done in a coffee shop that they had rented for the whole day!!
"Why didn't they just do it in their offices!?" I grunted as I struggled to look for a suitable parking position.
I got out after I had parked my car and saw a bunch of people,boys and girls outside the coffee shop and almost lost my heart.

"Gina,I can't do this anymore. Am leaving!" I had an ear device so that Gina would hear the whole conversation, help me answer where I stumble and do better than I would have on my own.
"Come on Rosa." She groaned. "You have come this far. Just do it. It's worth a shot my friend."
"You sure?"
"As sure as a tuna dish!" I could feel her grin.
I laughed to calm my tension and also because I thought the tuna dish thing was hilarious.
"Ok,am doing this!" I smiled to myself.

PLACE: INTERVIEW ROOM.
MOOD: Stressed.
"I'm going to be recording this."
"Wah the fuck?" I muttered in my breath.
"Calm down Da Vinci." Gina told me through the bug.(ear device.)
She would call me 'Da Vinci' or 'painter' because I was into arts and particularly painting swept me off.
"Pardon me?" The lady looked at me.
"Nothing." I said sternly trying not to laugh.