Where I belong.

Part 14- The interview

The next morning I was up and ready. Bandz had asked for a day off to accompany me to the city.

"You look beautiful." He said as he walked into the kitchen.
"Oh no...Just an outfit I haven't worn in a long time." I turned to look at him.
It was a pink two-piece set. The skirt looked a bit oversized. It went way below my knees.
Bandz kissed my forehead and hugged me.
"You will be great." He whispered. "You ready to go?"
"Yea. I guess so." I said.
"Okay."
"Wait. I didn't kiss grandmama goodbye."
"Sure. You'll find me by the van."

I went to my grandmother's room. She was still sleeping. I didn't want to wake her so I just went to her bedside and kissed her forehead.

"I will make you proud." I whispered.

I took one more look at her then softly closed her door.

I walked out to find Bandz waiting with the door open for me. I was really nervous.

It took us about 30 minutes to get into the big city. I saw huge buildings, fancy cars, people who didn't seem to worry about money and I saw some pretty nice clothes. This was nothing like where in from.

At last,we arrived at Smith Towers. It was HUGE,made with lots of glass and only fancy cars parked there. Bandz parked the van,opened the door for me and all I could do was stare at this beautiful building.

"Wow, baby would you look at that?" I said.
"If you nail this interview, you can see this everyday."
"Maybe even own it one day."
"Maybe even start a better one, too." He held my hand.

We walked through the doors of Smith Towers and to the left was reception.

"Good morning, may I help you?" Asked a beautiful blonde haired woman.
"Yes, my name is Gwendolyn Palmer and I am here for a 12 o clock interview with Mr. Smith."
"I'm sorry ma,'am we have 2 Mr. Smith's could you---"
"Oh, the son." I interrupted sheepishly.
"Okay, let me check his diary." She smiled.

She seemed really nice. She was a blue eyed blonde with cherry lips. She was dressed in a very expensive looking black two piece. It was probably custom made. Bandz was looking around the building. He was admiring it.

"Okay, seems like you are just on time ma'am. Mr. Smith is ready to see you. I will escort you to his office. Is this your husband?"
"Oh no, uhm...not yet." I cleared my throat.
"Well, would he mind being seated until you are finished?"

"Oh it's alright." said Bandz.
"Thank you, sir. Come with me, ma'am."

We walked down the massive hallway and we reached an elevator. She pressed up to the 6th floor and we got into the elevator. I didn't get her name so as soon as I got the chance I sneak peaked at her chest to find her badge. Chantel. The name is Chantel, got it! We walked out of the elevator and she escorted me straight to his office. She knocked and opened immediately without response.

"Mr. Smith, sir. Your 12 o'clock is here and ready." said Chantel.
"Wonderful, bring her in." I heard him say with a deep voice.

Chantel showed me in and I couldn't help at noticing that he may have been "busy" with something. A thin hazel-eyed brunette woman walked out of his bathroom.

"Thank you John-Henry. That was lovely." She walked passed me with a smirk.

"Don't mind her." he said. "Please,close the door behind you."
I closed the door and waited for him to tell me to take a seat.
"Please, take a seat."
I pulled out this very fancy chair and sat down. He pulled out the papers I had applied with.

"You have no P.A job experience,I see. That is why you're the perfect candidate."
"Excuse me?" I was confused.
"Here at Smith Towers, we aim at doing something different. Instead of recruiting people who have already had experience or seek growth, we want to start inexperienced people afresh and groom them. Like mould them before they can get out there."
"Oh I understand." Technically I didn't understand because they were 'out there', a big company.
"My personal assistant, Charlene. The experience got to her head so she did as she pleased, which eventually got to me. I don't want that anymore. I want someone like you. I want you."

I began to feel some awkwardness from that line. He looked quite like the womanizer but what was there to desire about me. I'm a town girl with no money. I don't look the part or I don't look HIS part. I'm not a city girl.

He continued "So you work for my uncle,huh. That says a lot. He's a good man. If you come out his hands it tells me you know your stuff. Also quite attractive."
He looked at my oversized two-piece.
"With a little work,we can get you the Smith Towers look. Where do you see yourself in the near future?"
Ah finally, a question worth answering. "I would like to own a huge company like this one. Infact it would be a great experience to learn from Smith Towers and be an asset to it."
"Mhmm. Smart,too. I tell you what. I can close this vacancy and hand it out to you. What do you say?"
"Wow...uhm..."
"There is one condition though."
"Yes, sir."
"You will have to start tomorrow morning."
"Are you serious?" My eyes grew round.
"Welcome to Smith Towers, Miss Palmer. I am pleased to have you as my personal assistant. See you tomorrow."
"Thank you so much. Goodbye."

I stood up and walked out of his office. I rushed down to where Bandz was. I went down screaming. He was already waiting down with his arms open wide for me.

"I knew you'd kick butt my baby!!!" He lifted me up.
"Oh baby this means a lot to me. I start tomorrow. "
"This means I can get you the dress I wanted to!!"

I didn't care. I was far too happy!