Luggage Mistake (Nathan Sykes The Wanted Fan Fic)

Chapter 5 - Job Hunt

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Chapter 5

Samantha's POV

A week after the luggage fiasco, I went to find a job. Blaire comes with me whenever she can, being so busy and all. I've always wanted to be a fashion designer and I've graduated from Alice Smith with a certificate. But now I'm getting fustrated with the job finding. So far it's not going too well. I've interviewed with some companies and fashion houses like Macy's and Devon Fashion House and showed them my portfolio, but they've turned me down. I stared at my phone, hoping that one of the companies would accept me. I was about to doze off when my phone played Adele's 'Rolling In The Deep' - my ringtone.

We could've had it all

Rolling in the deep

You had my heart inside your hands

And you played it to the beat

I picked up my phone and said,'Shoot.'

'I've found a job for you!' Blaire squeled into her phone.

I instantly sat up from my bed, wide awake. 'Really? When? Who? And how?'

'When? Just now. Who? Celebrity Styler. How? Through people of course.'

'You mean you used your influences again.' I sighed and flopped back down. Blaire always uses her Dad's name to get something, not things like authority or popular or anything, just things like jobs and parties, and I don't like it when she uses it on me.

'Sam, I didn't force them to give you a job, I just sent your portfolio to the main stylist. She's a friend of mine amyway. She likes your style and design and she wants to interview you now.'

'She likes my design?' I smiled but it soon faded. 'Wait, interview now?'

'Yup, I'll be there in 5.'

'K, I'll just dress up. Bye B, thanks. Love ya!'

'Love ya, Antha.'

I chuckled and clicked off the line. I quickly rushed into my closet and picked out my clothes. I finally settled on a pair of black skinny jeans, a plain white tee with a black and white picture of Adam Lambert on it. I just love him and his songs. I took my favourite purple jacket and sat in front of my dressing table. I brushed on a light make up and checked myself. I popped on a pair of earings and bangles and stepped into my nude heels. I turned around in front of the mirrors that cover one side of my closet wall to give myself one last check.

After I'm satisfied with my look, I went to Jason's room telling him where I'm going and went downstairs. I told my parents who were in the living room. I gave them a hug and went out to Blaire's Porshe. As always, Blaire's driver's in the driver seat, her butler in the passenger seat, Blaire at the back. I climbed in the pink car and it drove off.

'This place is huge!' I exclaimed as Blaire's car turned into the parking lot.

'Yeah. Daddy's helped built this place too.'

'So your dad's an entrepenuer, a buisness man, an electrical engineer and a building engineer?' I raised an eyebrow.

She laughed and said,'No, Daddy just gave Abbi some money to built this place.'