Future Mrs Roosevelt

chapter 1

My idea of Amber.

I so did not want to be here, my mind on the cute chubby baby I call my own that I had left at home with my nanny. The father of the said baby had abandoned me so fast I still had skid marks.

I looked around the interview room, at the other occupants, the pretty but bored receptionist and wondered again what I was doing here. Then I remembered that I was trying to be independent as well as set a good example for my baby girl Kayla. Her conception may have been less than satisfactory but she was the light of my life.

Bryan, her father had been my childhood friend turned sweetheart. Who after hearing that after one clumsy and stupid night when I was a virgin had resulted in an unplanned pregnancy, had hightailed out of town to college or wherever he was. I too moved away when the gossip became too much. My parents were well to do off and they paid for the two bedroom I was staying at. But like I said, I wanted independence from that. I wanted to stand on my own, be my own woman and a good mother for my kaykay.

I fidgeted, I had never spent this long away from my baby. I wondered if she was okay. I reassured, well tried to reassure myself that the nanny would have called me if anything had happened or gone wrong.

I took another look around, we were left about three for the interview including me. Thank God, it wont be long now. I had come to know about the interview from a friend of mine who worked in the building. The position was to be a personal assistance. She would have applied herself because of the added benefits and salary but she was set to get married and move to Australia where her husband was located.

This was a job that was desired because apparently the boss was a hunk although he was tough to please. As soon as the woman started or fancied herself in love with the guy. Puff they were fired. I would not be making the same mistake. I was not in it to fall in love and I had a little girl to think about.

The room was filled with blond,slim Barbie like women. Sorry my judgment was showing but these women look like they just step out of the runway. Whereas I on the other hand had black hair  that sometimes shined blue. My baby also had the same black hair but hers was curly while mine was straight. I had amber eyes,which sometimes went from golden to dark brown depending on my mood.

Hence my name Amber.

I was always curvy but having Kayla has certainly added them especially in the chest area as I was still nursing. I had had a problem with the way I looked but I had learned to love myself.

One by one the women went in and came out. Some crying,others ran out like the devil himself was chasing them. He better be nose to me or Imma shove one up his are.

At last my name was called. Time to face the devil.

I entered the room,the man himself did not even look up from the documents he was writing on. How rude.!

"Mmmh!' I cleared my throat.
" yes,what makes you think you are qualified for this job?" He asked
He still did not look up and that ticked me off.
"If you want me to answer you should look at me and try to act interested in my answer even if you not" I snapped at him not caring about the repercussions on the job I was trying to get.

Eyes should not be that blue. I told myself as he looked at me. Completely and utterly freezing me on the spot.