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The Call
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Oh, God I'm so nervous. I've been pacing my tiny apartment all day waiting for this phone call. When I did the audition they seemed pleased so I had a good feeling I would be getting a call back. They said that if they were to call me back it would be around 1:30 Friday afternoon. Today is Friday and it's now 1:42 pm. Maybe they're calling in alphabetical order and my name is at the bottom? I think to myself, trying to calm my erratic nerves. I'll give them until two o'clock and if they don't call by then, I'll know I didn't get it. If I keep this up any longer I'm going to have no fingernails and there will be a worn down path in my floor of where I've been walking back and forth all day since eight o'clock this morning.

I've tried everything I could think of to take my mind off of it. I worked out but it stayed on my mind the entire time. I've done laundry and cleaned up my entire apartment whilst trying to listen to music but I feared that if they did call I wouldn't be able to hear it so I turned it off and I've been waiting in painful silence since then. Call me crazy but this is important to me. It's just the beginning of what I've worked towards for so many years now. This job could honestly make or break my career. My fate essentially rests in these people's hands and I can only hope and pray they give me a call soon.

What feels like an hour – but in reality was only twenty minutes – passed by and the loud noise of my phone ringing filled the small space of my living room and I practically fly across the room to get to my phone. I take a deep breath to calm myself before looking at the caller ID to confirm that it in fact is the phone call I've been waiting on all day. I immediately start shaking and I feel like I'm going to throw up as I answer the phone.

"Hello?" i speak cooly despite the fact that I feel like my stomach is doing flips inside of me.

"Is this Miss Vogel?" The voice on the phone asks.

"Yes Ma'am it is." Please just hurry up and tell me if I got the job.

"Sorry it took so long to reach out to you, we had misplaced your file." She explains.

"Oh, it's no problem at all." I've only been going insane all morning, no biggie. I pinch my bottom lip nervously and bounce my foot on the floor. Just get to the point!

"Anyways, I'm very sorry to inform you that you did not qualify for the job you had auditioned for."

I have to take a moment to process those words. I didn't get it. I didn't get the job. Realization finally kicks in and my stomach sinks. "Oh, okay. Well thank you so much for th-" I start but she cuts me off.

"However, we do have another position we think you'd be perfect for." I jolt my head up and stand from the chair I was sitting on. "But I think it'd be best to discuss it in person. Can you come down to the studio at three o'clock to discuss it?"

My mood suddenly changes back to hopeful and there's a great smile on my face. "Yes Ma'am. I'll see you then."

We hang up and I find myself wondering what this position could possibly be and hopefully it'll lead me to what I truly want to be doing. Being after two o'clock now I make sure I look presentable. I brush my teeth again and add a light denim jacket over my the soft pink dress I'm wearing and quickly slip on some white hightop converse. I rapidly run a comb through my wavy hair and grab my bag, making sure I have my phone before running out to my car.

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