Love Me Bitterly Loath Me Sweetly

Chapter 25 *What The Future Holds?* Orihime

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The results came out one week ago and as delighted I felt at that moment I feel a bit tense now since I'm standing outside of Ms. Unohaha sensei's home. 'Ya. The interview is at her house.'

The guards opened the gate and I parked the car inside her house. I sat in the car for a moment and listened to the engine ticking down.

I stood on the step, watching her house so that I wouldn't think too hard about what will happen. The door opened slowly, and there stood a woman in in her formal black yokata, shorter haircut. "I'm Isane Kotetsu, lieutenant of 4th division. You must be Inoue-San." A professional smile appeared on her lips.

"Orihime." I nod and bowed in greeting her and she returns the gesture then ushered me inside the house.

"Right. Yes. Do come in. The​ interview is in the main hall."

I followed her through to a huge room with floor-to-ceiling Japanese windows. Heavy curtains draped elegantly from fat mahogany curtain poles, and the floors were carpeted with intricately decorated Seireitei rugs. It smelled of antique furniture. There were little elegant side tables everywhere.

There were servants as I had imagined, as Kotetsu-San turned around into a hall - a man and two woman were already there for their interview.

I watched them sneaking looks at me, studying my profile as if to make sure if I'm a competition or not.

A woman, not much older than me, stepped out onto the hall. She was wearing white slacks and a medical-looking tunic and carried a coat and a folder under her arm. As she passed me she gave a polite smile and I could clearly see tears in her eyes. Upon seeing her cry the man smirked full of himself and I looked at the two girl sitting in across me. One was very nervous as she chew on her nails and the other one was in neon jacket who didn't pay much attention except at her manicured nails.

"It's your turn, Shinta Seko." Isane Kotetsu says looking at him. He got to his feet walking confidently and disappeared into the gigantic​ main hall where awaits Ms.Unohaha.

They say that the interview tends to be very different. You don't know what she'll throw at you. Whenever I tried to study for my interview my friend interrupted me each time saying that I've been neglecting them for the passed two years - we parties this entire month in the success of my exams and also because we had won the tennis tournament. My smile broadens remembering that and I couldn't help myself.

Now seeing that poor girl crying, my smile fades, she collected her things and went for the exit.

"And thank you for coming," Kotetsu-San said, from inside.

I feel like punching my friends after all that hard work if someone's end up not succeeding that's definitely will hurt.

"Where can I use the restroom, please." Kotetsu-San was reading a book and looked up at me.

"Go right straight and then take the next left."

I bowed thanking her and she returning the gesture saying no problem.

I didn't want to use the loo or anything, all I wanted to do was to give myself a pep talk. I looked myself in the mirror. "Long hair, brown eyes, lovely dress," I said, as Rangiku-San insisted that I should wear my hair low and wore white blouse with silver knee length dress and pulled the jacket across. I look perfect.

"And tell you what Orihime Inoue that you're the best and you're going to have the best day of your life!" I said. "I can't afford to lose I'll win." I'm determined. "I'll be kind and I'll be confident - Wait scratch that, I am kind and I am confident." 'Misaki-San you'll be proud of me and aunt and uncle also.'