She read my letter carefully, word by word. Then she raised her head and spoke to me, "Well... This is a letter concerning the interview... But I, erm..." She stuttered uncertainly.
"Oh, I'm sorry, I know I'm a bit late for the interview, but can I at least have a tryout?" I tried to grab my chance.
"Um, that's not the point," She explained, "I mean... I'm sorry, but you can't attend the interview."
"What?! But why not...?" I questioned her. Aw man, if I didn't take up this job, I will go bankrupt, seriously.
"...We aren't looking for some teenage girls who wants to earn money to buy shoes or pretty handbags," She said to me, and she stopped smiling, then I saw her cold eyes staring at me.
"I am not that kind of girl!" I retorted.
"...I don't really trust you, I just can't let you--"
"Please just give me a chance!" I asked 'sincerely'.
She rolled her eyes, "Alright," She said, unwilling.
"Thanks!"
You will be surprised by my brilliant skills of cooking and serving others. I thought to myself, proudly.
"Here you are," She brought me to the kitchen, "Please prepare a cup of green tea within 5 minutes."
"Okay," I answered.
"Oh and by the way, I am Candice," She introduced herself.
"I am Isis Black," I told her. I can't wait to get started.
"And your time...Starts now," Candice said.
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Cafe Rouge 1
FanfictionIsis Black is an ordinary girl, going to high school, loved shopping… She ran out of money one day and has to look for jobs… She then came to a small, elegant cafe for an interview, however, this was no ordinary cafe. By the time she recognized she...
