"Miss Lively? Are you alright? Don't you want to come in and have a seat?"
Her heavenly voice dragged me back into reality. I blinked and stood there, dumbfounded.
I opened my mouth to say something but no words came out. I looked around me, desperately searching for something to help me, finding nothing.
I had to do something, or this interview would be over faster than I could watch.
Finally able to move I closed the door behind me and turned back around to stare into her eyes. I never thought blue eyes could be that stunningly beautiful, but now that I was looking into hers I fell hard for them.
She was watching my every move, like she was studying me. A small smirk plastered on her face.
"I'm terribly sorry ma'am, I must be more nervous than I thought." I said, trying to save myself.
Who would have guessed I would turn into such a clumsy, blushing mess when in company of such a hot woman?
My eyes wandered back to her red lipstick colored lips, but before I would stare too long I quickly averted my eyes to the floor.
"Of corse, follow me and take a seat, please."
And so I followed her deeper into the big office. It was gigantic with a huge glass front as windows. I could see the whole city from here.
Her desk was right in the middle in front of all these huge windows. Everything in here looked professional, rich and modern. There, in front of her desk were standing a few armchairs.
"Please, sit down, Miss Lively." She said and gestured to the chairs. I quickly obeyed and made myself comfortable, of course, trying to look professional.
She then walked around the desk and sat down on her own chair. And she looked so hot and professional doing so, I must add.
Taking my eyes off of her was hard, without making myself look like a desperate fool.
"So Miss Lively, why don't you tell me a little about yourself first?"
"Oh, well, my full name is Cameron Rose Lively, I am 19 years old and recently graduated from a high school. I like to run a lot. I live together with my mom, dad and my brother in an apartment here. Oh, and I was born here in Manhattan."
She nodded and smiled. I had to smile too.
Although I was still blushing whenever she was looking at me for more than two seconds.
She was staring at me. "Okay then Miss Lively, is it okay for me to call you Cameron?" I nodded.
"Cameron it is then. Your GPA is impressive and would give you a better chance on landing this internship. Tell me, why would you want us to chose you for the position as my assistant?" She asked, tapping her fingers onto her desk as she studied my documents.
Being her assistant? The internship is for a position as her secretary? Oh wow, she must've changed that decision last second then.
"You should choose me because I am flexible, determined, ambitious and love to work with people. I know I can be shy sometimes, but I really like to fulfill tasks and dive into the daily work of such a big and successful company like yours. I have a strong will, just like my mother, and I am good with numbers."
"Good with numbers? Did you like mathematics in school?" Ms. Grey asked curiously, raising a perfectly shaped eyebrow.
"Yes, it was one of my favorites and I think my best subject. Nobody understood my obsession with Algebra, it's a little weird." I giggled.
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Control (GxG)
Fanfiction*ON HIATUS* When recent high school graduate Cameron is on her way applying for an internship at one of the most well known companies in America, she meets the successful business woman Diana Grey. [lesbian fifty shades of grey]
