The Diary g.d.

Three

I lift up my head from the table wiping off the drool that slid down the side of my mouth. When and how did I go to sleep last night?

I stood up from the chair running my faces all over my face in attempt to wake up. I splashed water in my face and combed through my hair tying it up into a bun.

I picked out an outfit that seemed professional for later. I had a few hours to get ready. I took out a bowl and filled it with cereal. I poured some milk in and sat at the kitchen table patiently.

This was my morning routine. I never have anyone to say good morning to. But, I guess that's just how the world wants it to be.  I sigh and place the bowl in the sink washing it.

I go back into my room and take a shower. I start doing my hair and apply minimal makeup. I wanted to look presentable not like I'm going to a club. Not that I would or have ever been to one.

Once I'm done straightening my hair, I pull on my outfit. I wore a pink pencil skirt with a white blouse and pink stilettos. I didn't want to dress as laid back as I usually do and give the wrong impression.

I brush my teeth and spray on some perfume. Once I'm finished, I grab my resume and head out to the bus station. Once I hear the screeching tired pull up, I wait for the doors to open before climbing on.

I drop in two dollars worth in quarters into the coin slot. I walk to my usual seat across from the attractive guy that carries around that leather book of his.

As usual, there he sat never giving a glance at anyone. I honestly wonder goes on in that beautiful head of his. I sighed looking out the window leaning my head against it.

I heard his pencil furiously being used in circular motions and all sorts of shapes. I'm assuming he draws too? If he does, I would love to see them. Then, I can show him my drawings.  Maybe we could even do a drawing together.

Of course that would never work out because, I'm too shy to even look at him. There are somedays where I just want to wish him a good morning or a simple 'hi'. But I guess I'm nervous of the answer I might receive if I even get a response.

I made sure I gave the bus driver the adress of the place. He came to a stop and called out the address.  I guess this is my stop. I noticed the address peaked interest in the guy since he glanced up for the quickest second and went back to that leather brown book of his.

I walked down the aisle of the bus careful not to trip over anyone's foot or leg. I wave at the bus driver once I get out of the bus and walk up to the gates in front of this tall building.

There was a button and speaker next to the gate on a column. I press on the button hearing the static fuse in the speaker. "Um...Hello?" I ask in to the intercom.

"Yes, what are you here for?" The speaker asked sounding muffled.

"I'm here for a job interview." I stated confidently as the other person on the line laughed but recovered.

"You? Here for an interview?" It stifled a laugh making my blood boil.

"Yes, I don't get what's so funny." I refrained myself from saying anything I might regret.

"Sweetie, everyone knows you are far too young for a job like this and word gets around that you, my dear don't get accepted to jobs." The voice started sounding like a woman.

"Listen, if I was too young, they wouldn't of called me in for an interview so certainly my bachelor's degree in psychology says contrary to what others think. " I barked back at her growing infuriated at her judgement.

The gates suddenly opened and I walked up the stone walkway. I knocked on the door being faced with a woman who has probably had too many surgeries, she should be on that tv show 'Botched'.

"So you're the one I was talking to outside?" She smirked.

"Yes, I can see why it's a speaker and not directly to the front desk. I can't stand to see why any one would want to see that botched face of yours." I smartly remarked causing her to gasp as she leads me down to the boss.

I smirked to myself and sat down in the chair. "Hello, my name is Rachel Clementine. Nice to meet you, ma'am." I introduced myself shaking the woman's hand.

"Hello, Ms.Clementine. I'm going to ask you a few questions and we will be done for the day." She said.

"To start off, I'm Dr.Sanchez. So it is very much a pleasure to ret such an intelligent mind in the are of psychology. " She smiled.

"If anything it's a pleasure to meet you." I retorted smiling kindly.

After a series of questions, the interview was done and over with. I gathered my resume and files. I shook her hand and bid my farewell.

I walked to the bus stop taking out money to insert into the coin slot. I got onto the bus. I take my seat only to find the attractive guy missing. Hm, I wonder where he went.

Once I reach the apartment, the door was open before my hand even got the chance to touch it. "Apparently your interview went great. She really liked your manners and how professional you were. So I'm thinking you got the job!" Valerie exclaimed jumping up and down.

"What?! No way ohmygod I hope I did!" I screamed jumping with her.

Hey guys so i guess this was a filler. I'm sorry it's seems kind of boring but I promise you it will get better :)

Would you be nervous to talk to Gray?

Do you think she got the job?

I hope you enjoyed it:) ilysm❤