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It has been a week since I've met Jungkook. I was in the house on my day off. My brother and sister were both at school. I was in my bedroom ready to call the number on the business card Jungkook gave me. I dialed the number before bringing it up to my ear.
"This is Golden Star Modeling, how may I help you?" I had the speaker on the phone ask. Her voice was high pitched and you could easily tell she was a fake.
"I'm calling for an interview, for the secretary position?" I questioned and played with the necklace placed on my chest.
"Who recommended you the job?"
"Jeon Jungkook." I stated and nervously bit on my bottom lip.
"Really now?" The way she said it seemed as if she didn't believe what I said.
"Yes. Is there a problem?" I asked with furrowed eyebrows.
"No, not at all. Will you be able to come in tomorrow at 10 o'clock?" She asked. I widened my eyes and eagerly nod before realizing that she couldn't see me.
"Yes! Yes I could." I stated with a bright smile on my face.
"Okay, could I have a name, birthdate, and phone number that we could call you on?" She questioned.
"MiaKoda Martinez, my birthdate is December 15, 2000, and my phone number is xxx-xxx-xxxx." I gave her the information needed before ending the call and laying down on my bed.
I cannot believe I got a job. I squealed in delight, but then regained my form and sat up. Don't get too excited Koda, you don't even know if you got the job or not.
I got up and put on an oversized black hoodie and black leggings before making my way outside. I had to go to the grocery store and get some food. I grabbed my wallet as I walked out the door.
I shivered as the cold seeped through my clothes. It was almost fall and my birthday was coming up. I wasn't excited, nor did I feel any happiness.
When I got to the store I grabbed a shopping cart and pulled out my shopping list. I walked through the isles and grabbed what I needed. I looked to see that I needed some juices for the kids lunches. I went to the juice isle and saw that the juice was on the top shelf. Now I wasn't short, I was average, but these shelves were tall.
I got on my toes and tried to reach for it with one hand. I stretched my body as far up as I could, but nothing worked out. I pouted, but gasped when I saw another person's hands grabbing the juices I needed. I turned around quickly and blushed brightly.
