A Shot At Love

Chapter 8~interview

(A/N- the picture above is somewhat how I picture Trey. I couldn't really find one that really fits how I picture he looks but this is the closest I found)

Today is the day. One of the most important days of my life and i'm panicking.

I can't believe this is happening. This is so surreal. I have an interview at a famous writing company. I know it's just for an internship and not an actual job but still. It's one step closer to me achieving my dreams.

But what if I don't get it? What if i make a fool of myself during the interview?

But What if I do get it? Then i'll have to leave for college a few months afterwards?

Oh my god. I can't do this. Something is going to go wrong. I can feel it. I know it is.

Breathe Autumn. Just breathe. Everything is going to be absolutely fine. Oh who am I kidding nothing is going to be fine. I have to talk to Jailen. She'll make me feel better.

I hurry and dial Jailen number hoping she answers and she does on the final ring.

"Autumn? What's wrong? It's 4:00 in the morning." I hear her groggily voice say through the speaker and somehow I start to calm down a little.

"I'm scared." I express, trying to get straight to the point.

"Your scared? why?"

"Because something is going to go wrong today at my interview. I can feel it. I don't know what to do."

"Autumn stop. There's nothing to be scared of. Your going to do perfectly fine. That's just your paranoia talking." She tells me in a soothing voice making me feel comfortable.

"But what if I don't?" I question. Still a little worried.

"You'll get through it like you always do. Now get some sleep. We have school in a couple hours then you have your big interview to attend. You got everything you need ready?"

"Yep. I have all my work on my flash drive. I also have my signed paper from my teachers, all packed up. And I even put some other example work, of mine, in my bag." I say, feeling way more confident than I was before.

"That's good. You're going to be a bad bitch and nail that interview. I know you are." Jailen says in the middle of a yawn. I chuckle, starting to feel bad that I woke her up.

"Ok. Go to sleep. I know your tired." we say our goodbyes and with that our phone call ends, and i'm left alone with my thoughts.

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Mr. Johnson writing Co. Isn't to far away from where I go therapy at. So the place was really easy to find.

I park once I pull up to the building and jump out the car, being that my interview is at 3:30 an it's now 3:15.

I hurry up and make it inside and stop at the front desk so I can sign in.

"Hi, My name is Autumn Brown. I'm here to interview for the internship."
My voice quivers as the words fall out my mouth.

The secretary takes a l glance at me then looks at her list, I guess to make sure that I'm on it.

"Sit in one of those chairs over there and I'll notify you when it's your turn to be interviewed."

Once I take a seat my nerves truly starts kicks in. All my doubt and worries begins to overpower my mind.

Is my blazer and slacks professional enough or did I go overboard? Is my writing good enough to even be here? Who will be interviewing me? Is he or she nice? Mean? Strict?