I woke up to the alarm buzzing, I tried to ignore the sound but in the end it only made me pissed off listening to it. I tried to locate the phone with my hand, while my eyes were still closed. I actually managed to find it, I tapped the screen until I finally found the "stop" button and my phone fell silent. I sighed, another morning. I sat up feeling my feet hit the cold floor, with a lot of mental strength I stood up. Since today was a very important day I decided to wear something nice, not that I owned a lot of that kind of stuff. I grabbed a black turtleneck and some light blue jeans, the only jeans I had that didn't have lots of holes in them. I put my hair in a pony.
"Ok, Candice you can do this. You are going to get this job and go off to university" I said giving myself a pep talk. I had graduated but my family had kicked me out. They send me some money each month so I could pay the small old rotting apartment I had, but food and clothes I had to work for myself. The rent of the apartment had gone up so I had to get a job that paid better than my job at the cafe. I looked at everything, but you don't get a lot of good paid jobs if you haven't got a degree of some kind. But I'm working on it, I need a job so I can save up to go to university. That's why when I saw this job for cleaning a house, with such good pay I had to go for it. It was probably some rich old man who can't make his own food or clean his house anymore that needs some help, and I will gladly do for a paycheck like that. I grabbed an apple and box of juice and was out of the house in a second. The interview was in thirty minutes, I had to take the bus to the place where the interview was being held and that bus ride was quite long.
It was cold outside since it was both early and it's a cold season. I zipped up my old red bomber jacket and placed my hands in my pockets. The bus arrived a little late as usual, I found a seat and put my headphones on and put some music on. Time passed by quickly and I was at the place in short time. I stepped out of the bus, I was now in the centrum of the city I lived in. I looked at the note I had written the address on. I looked up at the tall building, with wide windows. Is this the place? I took a chance and walked inside and towards the front desk.
As I walked towards the lady sitting by the desk she was talking to a guy, he had light blue hair and had a bandana around his head. He was wearing black jeans and an oversized white shirt. The girl had in a white button up shirt, with the three buttons on top open obviously wanting people to notice her big boobs. She was laughing and smiling at what the guy was saying, even though you could tell the laughs were fake.
"Hi, I'm here for a job interview" I said politely.
"Ok hold on a second" the lady said, still looking at the guy that I was now standing next to.
"I will see you later Suga" the lady said as the guy said "goodbye" to her and walked away as the lady gave him a smile.
"Yes, it's at the fourth floor. Just walk to door 203 and there it is" she said smiling.
"Thank you" I said. I walked over to the elevators where the guy from before stood. I stood next to him and waited for the elevator. As the elevator arrived we both stepped in, he pressed the button to floor eight and I to floor four.
"You here for the job interview?" He suddenly asked. I was surprised both by his question and his low toned voice.
"Yes" I said simply, looking at him. Wow he was a good looking guy, now that I had seen his face I understand the girl by the front desk. He eyed me up and down and smiled. I furrowed my brows at him confused. The elevator stopped by the fourth floor and the doors opened and I stepped out.
"I hope you get the job" the guys said with husky voice smirking at me. I stepped out of the elevator and turned. What I was that? What a weirdo. I shook the comment off and walked down the hall until I reached room 203. I knocked on the door and someone immediately said
"Come in" I turned the door and stepped into the room. A man sat with his feet in the dark wooden desk, he had a cigarette between his lips. He was in a all black suit.
"Sit down young lady" he said smiling. I sat down on the leather chair in front of him.
"This is going to be quick, just answer my questions ok?" He said in a harsh tone. I nodded and gave him a smile.
"Can you make food?" He asked.
"Yes, my dad is a cook so I've learned a few things-" I started.
"Great" he interrupted me.
"You know basic house cleaning?" He asked.
"Yes" I said answered confused by the choice of questions.
"Do you know who these people are?" He asked showing me a picture of seven boys. I took a brief look at the picture.
"No sir" I answered even more confused.
"Great, can you start tomorrow?" The man asked.
"Yes, yes of course" I answered excited.
"Good, here's the address" he said while writing the address on a post it note.
"Good luck" he said handing me the note.
"Thank you sir" I said smiling as I walked out of the office.
I got the job! this is going to be easy.
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Liquor {Yoongi}
FanficThis is the story of a famous rapper who suffers from drug and alcohol abuse. The day he hires a maid is the the start of a story of love, anger and difficulties between fame and happiness.