" She has a boyfriend?"
" Who?"
" Dad, the girl I told you about last week! The one that helped me to get a passing grade in the Communicating Today course."
" Oh, the young lady who saved you from getting kicked from the football team? Well, I am sorry to hear son. You have been talking about her for months now, I think it's going to take some time for you to get over this one. But you will meet someone new soon, after all your summer holidays have just started. Son, I need you to be focused this Summer, it will be training for the day when you will manage the family business. I need you to come by the office today son?.... Jubala? ...Jubala?.....son!!"
"Yes .......Father .....oh Sorry! I give you my word. I won't disappoint you, just give me an hour."
"That's my boy!" click calls end.
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" Hey, girl how are you feeling today?"
" Girllllll, I don't think I can ever, I mean ever have another drink or anything remotely close to it again. Plus, guess who had to suffer through one hundred questions about their love life?I think my mother thinks I am pregnant."
"I am so sorry Sarai, honestly."
" Why? Xo, apart from getting wasted, I really had a good time! The DJ was so dope. Plus, you think I didn't see you on the dance floor last night, you did too bad!"
" Oh please- hyperbole. Hun, later I call you, I have a job interview today. I really hope I get selected. Call you later to check in. Bye"
"Bye, Xo" Click call ends.
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I can't believe that I am running late. I really hope I get this job. I need to get out of the house for the summer and I need to start setting the correct financial foundation. God, please help me, I can't stay home this summer so many things are going through my mind.
" Hey, can you hold that elevator for me !"
Ding!
" Oh my, Good morning! It ok, I will wait on the next one" She walked to go sit on a small bench on the opposite side of the hallway.
The building had been constructed over a year ago so it was newly constructed. It was a reflection of the class and innovation.
The illuminating rays of the sun peered into the building creating a light modern look with the colours from the spectrum dancing from surface to surface. Its large windows gave the delusion that the building was made from glass crystals and an atmosphere of wealth settled in as it's the main tenant.
Xoina felt good, this was where she needed to be, the building that held great possibilities.
Ding!
She got up and hurried to the elevator before the door closed on her. The advertisement for the position of Administrative Assistant had said 8th Floor, so it was not all the way to the 20th Floor. But before the elevator could move, a voice called from a distance.
" Wait! Hold it !"
A hand had intercepted the doors and they began to drift apart.
" Thanks !"
" You're well....." replied Xoina in her failed attempt to conceal her discombobulated mind, soul, and body.
" Wow, it seems like we are always running into each other ...huh. It feels like fate now more than ever !" he smirked. "Did your boyfriend drop you off this morning? You look amazing by the way. Here for an interview? Well, it looks like it. I bet you're definitely going to get the job!"
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Lost Things
RomantikXoina has spent most of her life trying to keep track of everything. Her dreams, her friendships, her family, her love life and her own ideas about herself. These things she tries so desperately to understand. The more she tries to control things...
