I Left My Heart In Paris

Chapter 6

"So, are you ready for your big interview?" Amy asked through the computer screen overwhelmed.

"A little... but I hope I get the job." Camille said apprehensively to her best friend.

Camille was tied up close to find herself a job provisionally considering that she will be staying in Paris for the present day.

"I'm sure you will. You just have to keep on pleading to God. He will encourage your holy rits. Don't worry you'll get the job Camille. Trust me you will." Amy said in a comforting voice.

"Thanks for your support Ames. I couldn't do it without you." she said with a grin.

"Don't mention it Cam. I'm always here to assist you." she smiled sweetly on the screen.

"What are you looking forward to most about living in Paris?" Amy questioned the loss of words.

"The flamboyant fashion and culture." she mentioned choosing a suitable attire to wear for her interview.

"I can't wait for you to discover Paris' glamourous fashion scenes. The Parisians can make literally anything look stylish."

"But I only get to stay here legitimately to lose touch with my parents and get the job, remember?" Camille said sharply through the computer screen.

"Tell me about it. They pressure the heck out of you." Amy said, wheeling her eyes moderately.

"So, tell me about this French company you'll be working with." she demanded courteously.

"Vogue is Paris's most prestigious fashion magazine." Camille said, stupefied.

"Oh, come on! Whoever turned you down for a job? Even before you graduated, you got all the best internships. And now you're an award-winning journalist. I wonder if you'll meet the founder… Robert Janvier is Paris' most hottest and enigmatic entrepreneur. How will you play it off if you meet him?" Amy asked tranquilly.

"I'll be totally natural. Nothing works better than being yourself in an interview." she smiled softly at her.

"So, that's the big secret… you're just naturally awesome." 

"Thanks Amy. Nobody flatters like a friend." she smiled nicely.

"Well, you know best. I just hope you get the job so we can celebrate tonight." she said happily.

"You bet. Hey, can you help me pick out an outfit for the interview? I thought I needed a helping hand."

"Sure, why not? Let me see the options." Amy insisted eagerly.

Camille grabbed a hot pink floral blouse and a flowy skirt to match her pink clothing. She took it out from her closet and showed it to Amy. 

"Well, what do you think?" Camille answered, placing the blouse against her chest joyfully.

“I think you look gorgeous. What time do you leave for the interview?” Amy marvelled winsomely.

Camille glanced at her timepiece and it reads 9:30am. “Normally in France the offices would open around 10:30am. As a consequence I only got an hour to show up on my first day.” she said, grabbing her clothes to change.

“Alright. Go do your thing. Let me know when you get the job.” Amy smiled politely as she was about to leave. “I will. Bye Amy. I’ll text you later when I can.” she said as she signed off her computer and put it aside on her desk.

She started off by changing into her work attire and then grabbed her bag and left the apartment. Camille went down the flight of stairs at a slow pace. She checked her phone for some crucial emails from the company however there’s none. She keeps her phone in her bag. After walking down the restricted flight of stairs she completely reached the end of the steps, hackneyed. Camille looked at her wrist watch and gasped. “Oh, no I’m gonna be late!” she exclaimed dashing out the apartment panic-stricken.