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Phil's POV: 

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I hear my alarm go off in the morning, Toxic by Brittney Spears. I get out of my bed frantically, and turn it off immediately, and start getting ready. Today's my big day, I'm going to a job interview! I just graduated from high school, and I'm going to be interviewed for a job at Starbucks. I just turned 19 last month, I was so excited to have my first job!

 My parents already bought me an apartment, and they're paying the rent for the first 3 months, they're pretty rich, both being surgeons. I get on all my clothes, a dark casual suit for occasions like so. I straighten my hair in the mirror for about 30 minutes, making sure my fringe is on point. I brush my teeth 3 times, and I eat 5 breath strips at once, I'm really nervous for this and I need to be nice! I'm a huge klutz so I can't embarrass myself more than what I already will. 

I finally finish, then I walk out the front door of my house, and I whistle to a taxi, conveniently near by. I tell him I'm going to the nearest Starbucks, and he takes me there, as I pay him my fee of £14.50. [I am American, so I'm sorry if I get anything wrong about stuff in the U.K.] 

I walk in the front door, tripping and almost falling on the floor but catching my balance at the last second. Everyone gives a slight chuckle and smile, then goes back to what they were doing.  I walk up to the front: "Um, h-Hi, can I see the manager, Robert Sterling please? I have an interview with him." I say to the cashier, not knowing what really to do. She points me in the direction, and after that, I don't really remember much, I was so nervous I forgot everything. 

I go back home, and I go on the internet, eagerly waiting for my response from the boss.

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