☆𝐃𝐚𝐫𝐤 𝐒𝐨𝐜𝐢𝐞𝐭𝐲☆ [𝐊𝐢𝐦 𝐍𝐚𝐦𝐣𝐨𝐨𝐧 𝐀𝐌𝐁𝐖]

☆The Interview☆

Stefani P.O.V.

My alarm went off, which ment the morning obviously came. (that was fast.) Today was the day. As I got ready, I decided to do a more natural look of make up, and wear a presentable but a chill type of outfit, and make sure I was not a nervous chicken.

As I was about to drive to the diner, I decided to put the aux cord into my phone and turn on my 'Heart♡' playlist on spotify. When I pressed shuffle play, the song I didn't want came on and I just kept hitting skip like 12 times until a song I felt like listening to came on and that song was 'Broken Clocks' by: SZA.

When I arrive, it was slightly full, a little big, the smell of fresh breakfast is in the air, and 'Every Little Step' by Bobby Brown is playing in the background.

I felt kinda lost. I just stared into space for a minute until a man approached me and asked,

"Table for one?"

I wasn't gonna lie, I was hungry because I didn't eat before I left. I mentally slapped myself in the face and called myself a 'dumb bitch.'

"No thank you, I am here because you are needing new workers..?" I informed.

He got a spark of realization on his face and called the manager to come see me. As the manager came, he approached me. He seemed happy for such an early morning.

"Good morning! You must be.... STEFANI!" He yelled in remembrance. To be honest, the moment he yelled, it got me shook because sir, it's too early to be yelling. But to be humble, I just nodded and smiled.

"Come with me to my office." He directed. I turned to the man who approached me earlier when I first walked in and he mouthed the words 'good luck' to me, as I followed the manager. How sweet.

When we both entered the office, he had a small tv across the room running with the sound off and the directed me to sit on the chair that's right in front of his desk. I passed him my resume and sat in silence.

"So Stefani, you graduated South High School, you played in the girls volleyball team, you cooked for the homeless every year since spring 2013, you volunteer at the library, and you will be attending Columbia University later in the spring." He stated as he read my resume aloud. As again I nodded in silence.

"Tell me about yourself, like what makes you who you are?" He asks.

"I do what I think makes me and the people around me and who I love happy, I see success the best way forward, and I don't give up." I answer. He replies with a simple 'hm.' As he writes my answer and asks more questions.

"What makes you think you are good for this job?" As he got his pen ready to write down more of my my answers.

"Well, I am well with remembering orders and what I am assigned to, I am good with handling hectic hours, and I have a good balance." I answer in the most confidence I can. As silence filled the room again, all you can hear is this pen rubbing against his paper.

"Hm. And why do you want this job?" He questions and I tell him about how I want to help my family and prepare my necessities for college. He goes on and asks more questions.

Finally, he placed my answers inside my resume folder and placed his hand out for me to shake it.

"Thank you Stefani. I will get to you as soon as I can." He stated as I thanked him and left.

When I got home, I greeted my parents.

"How was the interview?" My father asked. As my mother went into the kitchen to go make food.

"I think I did well. He said he'll get back to me as soon as he can." I simply answered. Dad just nodded.

I head upstairs to my room and see Stephanie sleeping on my bed when she got her OWN BEDROOM. Like what the fuck are you doing in here nigga? When I was about to wake her up I saw her purse in front of my bed which made a plan stuck to my head. I'm bout to wack her. >:)

"GIRL GET THE HELL OFF MY BED!" I yelled as I repeatly hit her with my purse and she ran like a stray cat snatching her purse back from my hands.

But for real though, why was she in here?