the interview

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Daydria POV

"Try this on!" Olivia hanged me the gray button down blouse with my red pencil skirt and red cardigan. Olivia my best friend. She was helping me get ready for my interview. She styled my waist length hair. Did my make up. She hadn't left my side since I got out of the hospital 4 days ago. She was my besti for life. Along with Kellisha and Shamika, they were at work.

Olivia was tall with a sharply body, her bright eyes shone blue like the ocean and golden blond hair she was beautiful. Men fall at her feet and her knew how to keep them there.

After stepping from the bathroom and modeled the outfit she picked out. She joined in on my my make belief fashion show, laughing our heads off.

" You look good girl. I have the perfect shoe to go with that." She clapped her hands bouncing up and down like a child. She ran into my closet and brought back a pair of gray gold heels. When I was dressed , it still was an hour and a half before I had to be at the interview.

" I can't do this"

"Yes you can Day" she replied placing a hand on my shoulder to assure me.

"No I can't"

" OK you can't" I gave her a fake glare and a 'I Can't Believe You' look. She laughed .

"What kind of friend are you?" I asked

"The best you've got. Day your smart and talented. It would be their lost if they don't heir you on the spot." She stated.

" So now get your sexy self into the car am driving you, on my way to the airport." She pushed me out the apartment.

1 and 15 minutes later.

"This is it." I took a deep breath and looked over at Olivia.

" You will do great babe. Don't worry about it. I'll call you as soon as the plane lands." We hugged before I left the car and walked into the building. As I entered into the lobby I was struck by its beauty. Wow , I thought. 'Stop staring and look professional' I mentally scolded myself. Walking to the reception desk.

A red headed woman sat behind the desk, she looked up from her computer screen as stopped in front of her desk. Her face was heavy with makeup.

"My I help you?"

"Yes am hear for an interview with Mr. Walker" she eyed me from head to toe, giving me a dirty look.

"Oh really" she said in a mocking tone.

"Yes really" I stated firmly. This wonna be Barbi is one step away from getting her makeup slapped off.

She chuckles " You will never get this job, but all the same take the elevator to the right it goes directly to the bosses personal floor."

"Thank you.... by the way you have lipstick on you teeth, but don't worry about it. The blood red color goes well with the green lettuce in there." I said please with the look on her face. She got up and ran to what I assume is the bathroom.

I step into the lift and pushed the button to the f
Top floor.

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