Luck of a Chubby Girl

Chapter 4

As I came to find out, my job was needed in a variety of things. After translating the interview and memorizing most of the question so the translation wouldn't take much time and understanding the games and how to explain them in english, I was required to do a spell check on several online accounts for Unusual7, and amend any wrong word or expression used. I was also asked to translate the international fans messages from that day, which were a lot of them. Before I knew it, four hours of my day had passed.

Someone from the crew had to come in and tell me it was time to lunch. Because I didn't know anyone yet, I decided to eat on the company's cafeteria downstairs. As I was looking for a table to sit and eat, I recognize a group of woman from the Unusual7 crew. They were the stylists and make-up artists. They saw me and invited me in.

The girls were very nice to me. They had some questions about me, my job, my country. They would still gossip about people I didn't know, but some of their remarks made me laugh with them. They invited me to join them every day for lunch and that made me incredibly happy.

After going back to work, I just saw Unusual7 when it was time for their interview. At 18:15h we we're told to hurry downstairs so we could go to the radio station. As I gathered my stuff, the boys we're already gone. The crew rode a different car, following the van Unusual7 was in.

As soon as we got there, the interviewer came to introduce himself and welcome us. The boys went inside the booth and I stayed in the other side of the glass. They would wear earpieces connected to my microphone. I did my best translating the interview, trying to still convey the meanings, the puns, the jokes.

They were great, as always. I found myself smiling and holding my laugh hearing them. Even so, I tried to keep a cool and professional voice as I translated.

The one-hour long interview actually seemed to pass me by. Before I knew it, we were already saying our goodbyes and I was back in the van with the other members of the crew.

Outside the company building, many staff members began saying their goodbyes. It was already late, most were going home.

- Olivia! – I heard one of the make-up artists call. – Do you need a ride? Want me to drop you off somewhere?

- That is really nice of you, but no, thanks. I have to go upstairs, forgot my bag in the room!

- Okay! See you tomorrow, then!

- Bye!

The girl left with other crew members. They were being very welcoming, which I felt relieved for. I did worry a lot the day before if they would just reject me, thinking my job wasn't important, or not wanting anything to do with a foreign, or not accept me because of my looks. I knew how important appearance was overall, and I most definitely didn't meet the criteria's of beauty.

As I was getting out of the elevator, going straight to the Unusual7 practice room where I left my things, a man I recognized came in a fast pace in my direction. It was the second manager of Unusual7, I remembered he was the one driving their van. He had a hand covering his mouth and was sweating quite a bit.

- Oh my, are you alright? Nate, isn't it? Need me to call help? – I said in a nervous voice.

The man also recognized me. In response he took a deep breath, resting his hand on my shoulder for support.

- I'm just feeling a little stomach sick – he explained. – I'm going to the bathroom for a while. Can you do me a favor?

I waved with my head in an affirmative manner.