Chapter 17: The Interview
Chloe's foot tapped nervously as she waited to be called into the Dean's office for her interview. Her heart was racing at a million miles and hour, and a billion different thoughts passed through her brain. It kind of felt like how she felt when she was making the decision between Beca and Tom, only this time, nobody would try to maim each other based off of her decision. At least, she hoped not.
All she could do was give the best possible interview she could and hope for the best. There was only one problem though if she actually got the job.
Beca. What was she going to say? Things between them were already a little tense because Beca was thinking about leaving the Bella's. Chloe wanted the job so badly, but she was worried about how Beca would react when she found out. Chloe tried not to think of the many different types of outcomes of that situation, so she could focus on the matter at hand. She had the school of her dreams asking her to come and teach choir for them. She took a couple deep breaths. Chloe felt her phone buzz, she had gotten multiple texts from Luke saying good luck. She replied back to her brother saying thank you.
Chloe had told Beca she was going to New York to visit an Aunt that she had there, Beca had gone to Florida with her father for the break. But they called and talked every night before going to sleep. Chloe felt weird lying to Beca, she felt terrible actually. She started to feel like her whole world was crashing down. If she didn't the job, she'd be devastated; however if she did get the job, she may have to break Beca's heart and she couldn't stand the thought of doing something like that to her.
Just the thought of it made Chloe's eyes burn and begin to prick with tears. She realized it was almost time for her interview. "Come on Chloe, get it together." She said to herself. "You've got this, just be you." Chloe repeated this to herself many times, taking deep breaths in between. She closed her eyes for a moment and just let herself try and relax until a nicely dress man stepped out into the hallway.
"Are you Chloe Beale?" He asked politely. The man was wearing a neat gray suit with a soft red bow tie.
Chloe stood up and nodded with her kind smile. "Yes that's me, and you must be Mr. Ryan?" She said giving him a nice firm handshake.
"Yes I am," He said smiling and shaking her hand back. "I'm quite pleased to meet you." He then lead her inside to his office where two other people (Members of the school board), were sitting and waiting. One was a middle-aged woman with dark black hair and olive skin. The other was a younger woman around thirty-five with beautiful, and long black hair and smooth milk chocolate skin. Chloe smiled at them, and greeted them with a handshake, introducing herself.
"Alright, let's get started then." Mr. Ryan said with a smile. "Tell us a little bit about yourself Ms. Beale."
"Well, I'm from Tampa, Florida born and raised. My parents got divorced when I was twelve and I moved to Louisiana when my mother got re-married. I am currently attending Barden University, and I am about to graduate with high honors, and I am majoring in the music department." She said rather calmly. "I've always loved singing and the power of music. It has helped me get through so much, whether it was my parents divorce, or just me having a rough day. It's helped me so much." She finished with a smile.
All three of her interviewers smiled. And the African American woman said, "well, that is very amazing how big of a part music has played in your life. That's very inspiring." She smiled and Chloe nodded her head.
"Thank you," Chloe said.
"It says on your resume that you have been part of a competitive A Capella group during your college career," the woman continued. "Tell us about that."
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RomanceOne of my stories from Fanfiction.net. My first fac fic about Bechloe! Beca is a freshman who has just joined the Barden Bella's by direction of her father. There she meets Chloe, a quirky and absolutely beautiful but kind of weird redhead. Beca...