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I sat on my bed waiting for any new emails to pop up... a few minutes later I refreshed the page, still nothing. I've applied just about everywhere and haven't heard back from anyone. Nobody seems to be interested.

I was recently fired from Olive Garden because I was late several times due to being sick. I can't help how this weather makes me.

Applying is the only sense of hope I have right now. I need a job in order to pay my bills. Being 18 and jobless is tough.

I've sent applications in for a few assisting jobs as well and received no responses. Maybe I'm just overthinking. Getting just one response takes time.

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As I wrapped a towel around my body a beeping sound had caught my attention.

I walked over to my laptop to check it out and I had a new message. From Dolan Enterprises, they're holding a group interview and I am welcome to join.

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The next morning I had got up and showered. Earlier than usual though, I needed to to get ready. I've got to look presentable you know?

I wanted to look professional as well, I am going to be interviewed to be an assistant for a very sophisticated company.

I decided to wear my black pencil skirt, with a maroon blouse that complimented my red hair. I then proceeded to curl the ends of my hair and lashes. I applied a little mascara and headed down stairs.

I have to admit I was nervous. I mean who wouldn't be, I have an interview at one of the most successful companies in the world.

I decided to just stop at the coffee shop before I went to get some breakfast. I had nothing appetizing here.

I grabbed my keys and walked out the door.

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As I arrive at the coffee shop I check the time. It's 8:25 am and the interview is at 9:40 am, I had some time to waste.

I ordered an açaí bowl with strawberries, blueberries and pineapple with caramel sauce drizzled over the top. (I don't know about you but açaí bowls are freaking amazing.)

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As I finish my açaí bowl I grab my things and head to my car.

On my way to the interview my nerves started to loosen.

"I can do this." I said to myself confidently.

As I park my car I look in the mirror making sure to fix anything that's out of place.

I grab my things and get out.

I started walking towards the building and noticed how big it really was.

The building was massive. It had a dark finish which made it look more appealing. Then there was a big sign that read "Dolan Enterprises".

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As I entered the building I was immediately amazed. The decor was beautiful, mostly black and white decal but it was gorgeous.

I walked up to the front desk where a thin blonde women stood.

"Good morning how can I assist you ms?" The woman asked politely.

"Good morning to you as well, I'm actually here for an interview." I smiled.

"Okay follow me." She said as she led me into a hallway.

We appeared to be in another waiting room.

"He'll be with you shortly" the lady smiled.

"Alright thank you."

As I waited my phone started to ring. It was my my cousin Carly. I sent her to voicemail as I heard my name being called.

I stood up and strengthened my skirt.

This is it, I thought. This is my opportunity to get this job.

I walked over to the lady who had called me and she walked me to a door that read
"Mr. Dolan" .

"Good luck" the lady said as she shot me a smile.

"Thank you" I said as she nodded and walked away.

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I knocked on the door and waited to be invited in. After all I didn't want to be rude.

"Come on in." I deep voice said coming from behind the door.

As I walk in I notice a tall man standing, looking out the window. He was muscular, had dark brown hair and what looked to be a mole on his chin.

Just looking at the back of him made me weak.

I snap myself out of this fantasy and pull myself together.

I walk over to the leather black couch behind his desk and take a seat.

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"What's you're name?" He questions without turning around.

"I'm Hannah, Hannah Brooks." I reply nervously.

He slowly turns around and walks towards his desk.

I can see him now, Brown eyes with specs of green in them. The mole on his chin. His hair laid perfectly across his forehead.

"Are you done?" He asked knowing I was staring.

"Uh yes sorry.." I said as I pulled myself together once again.

"Then let's get started." He says with a smirk, making me feel weak.


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