A Picture of Hope

Chapter 7

       Her body was tired, from her exciting day with Hoseok. Placing her bag by the door, she used the wall as a guide. Making her way slowly to the couch, she plopped down. Leaning back, she let out a groan. Even though it was late, she still needed to check her email. Another groan escaped her mouth. Reaching out she pulled her laptop to her lap. Hearing the hum of the fan, she almost fell asleep.

"Not now Alice." She said to herself.

Going to her email, she noticed a few new ones from her mom, and one from Big Hit Entertainment. Her eyes widened as she reread the sender. Her heart began to race as she moved the mouse toward it. It was either a good message or a bad one. Hovering the mouse above it, she took a deep breath. Click. The first word that caught her attention was 'Interview'. The CEO Bang Si-Hyuk, had read over her resume, and was impressed. He wanted to meet her and look at her portfolio before giving his final answer.

Closing her laptop down, she took a moment to process the email. She wasn't expecting to hear anything from any one so soon. Looking to her pictures on the wall, she wondered what her old portfolio looked like. A sigh escaped her breath, as she dug in every place she could. After a few minutes she finally found her large black book. Making room for it on the table, she flipped through the pages.

Most of her pictures where from her time back home, and in LA. Grabbing her photo album, she went through and picked her best ones. Going through the book one last time, her thoughts shifted. She wondered if he would even like them. They were just scenery after all. Shaking her head, she closed her book, and walked to her room.

"Just leave it be." She said, "You stated in your resume it was mostly landscaping, and he still wants to see it."

She awoke the next day before her alarm, which surprised her. Having a quick shower, she tried to find a suitable outfit for her interview. Looking at her email on her phone, she smiled. Her meeting wasn't until eleven. It was only eight. She had ample time to pick through her clothes. After tossing multiple shirts, skirts and plants to the floor, she groaned. Of course she couldn't decide on what to wear. Grabbing her phone she called the only person she could think of for help.

"Pick up." She said getting annoyed with the multiple rings.

"This better be important Alice."

"Sorry to wake you Sandra." Alice lowered her head, "I need your help. I have an interview in a few hours and can't find anything to wear."

"There better be a nice cup of coffee waiting for me when I get there." Sandra said with a groan.

"There will be." Alice replied, "Thanks."

They had gone through every piece, of her clothes, before Sandra instructed her to put a few things on. She sat on the end of Alice's bed, sipping her black coffee. Alice walked out of her bathroom, wearing a pair of faded skinny blue jeans, and a white blouse with a white tank top underneath. Smiling at her, Sandra grabbed a grey scarf that had been laying on the floor. Wrapping it around her friend's neck, she stood back and admired her.

"Perfect." She smiled.

"You think?" Alice asked, "This seems so. Plain."

"Plain is best though." She said, "You look professional in that. Now go knock em dead."

"Thanks again." Alice said.

Wandering around the city, she came across a tall brown building. Looking down to her phone she checked the address. Sure enough she was in the right place. Placing her phone in her pocket, she gripped her portfolio tightly. Taking a deep breath, she walked up the steps to the glass doors. Opening the door, she walked in and saw a long desk, with a tiny women working behind it.