Until you call again. (Complete)

Still have me.

I hang up the upcoming call on my phone for the umpteenth time this morning before I decide to just switch it off.

Today's got to be perfect. I can't afford distractions. I ignore the weird feeling laced with that word.

After taking a few breaths, I finally step out of my car and make my way into the giant building I've googled too many times. It looks even better in person.

"Hi how are you doing?"
I don't like asking people this question because it's always pretentious, on both sides. When someone asks how you're doing they don't really care to know how you're really doing, and when people answer that question, they always feel the need to give just one answer, the expected answer.

Today I ask because I'm needing to make a good impression, my future depends on it. Unfortunately when you don't ask that question, people think you're rude.

"I'm well thanks and yourself?" The lovely lady asks and I reply saying great thanks. See what I mean? Pretentious. I'm not feeling great, I'm a nervous wreck. But she doesn't need to know that.

"My name is Mia, I'm here for an interview with Lesley Harris?"

It sounds like a question but it's actually the opposite of it. Lesley Harris is a prodigy, at least according to all the research I've done on her the days leading up to today.

"Yes, Mia. Please come this way." She says escorting me and I let my eyes travel around the white and pink themed design of the building interior.

The company was founded and is owned by women, so they made sure to make it clear. I can't help but smile at that. That was what draw me to the company, amongst other things.

"Please have a seat over here." The lovely lady says to me and I thank her with a smile.

I'm not surprised when I see a queue of ladies also waiting to be interviewed. I heard this is a hard company to get into.

The past couple of months of figuring myself out have been great, but I don't want to spend the rest of my days at home. 'Figuring myself out.'

I'd decided after a while of going back and forth on which career I wanted to pursue, to do a journalism course. It was to basically introduce me to the world of journalism, that I've learned is actually quite broad.

Up until a few months ago, I'd thought journalism was studying to be paparazzi. Yes I know, that's stupid.

But thanks to the online course I took that only took me 4 months, I have a bigger understanding of it.

"Mia, we'll see you now."
I hadn't even realized how long I'd been sitting here when they'd finally called my name. I stand up, fix up my skirt then make my way into the big conference room that's got the similar theme as the rest of the interior of the company.

On an oval table, five incredibly stunning and diverse ladies sit with their heads held high. I'd feel intimidated if it wasn't for the overwhelming feeling of pride that overfills me. I decide this is where I belong, I just hope they feel that way too.

"Hi, Mia. Please tell us about yourself."
Straight to the point.

I take a deep breath and then,

"Hi my name is Mia Oliphant, I'm completely new to the world of publishing.

A few months ago, I quit my job as an accountant to pursue my long time dream of being a writer. This came after battling demons that overtook and overshadowed almost my entire existence."

This is not the first interview I'm doing, but it's the first one I'm being really transparent in. The other ones didn't go so well because I don't have experience in this field. So I'd decided I'm going to be myself, and say what I feel in this one.

"After a lot of therapy and a lot of soul searching, I'd decided to follow my heart and do what I love. "

I'm filled with a lot of emotions as I say this and I hope it doesn't show. It's hard to believe how far I've come from where I used to be.

"Now I don't have a lot of experience. I actually don't have any kind of experience whatsoever in this field. But I'm prepared to give my all into learning and growing the best that I can."

Apparently experience is very important, I guess that's the case in every field. But how is one supposed to get experience if no one wants to hire inexperienced people?

"Mia, that was very lovely." Lesley Harris starts. I know it's her because she looks exactly like her many pictures on the internet.

"But as great as that was, this position requires someone who's familiar with it."

I feel my stomach fall to the floor.

As if things couldn't get worse,

"Pardon my excuse. Ms Oliphant, there is an urgent call for you."

If I wasn't getting the job before, I'm definitely not getting it now. Imagine the disrespect.

"Uhm..."

Now if I choose to go answer the call, then I look like I put my personal life over work. But also, if I don't answer, I look like I don't care for urgent things. I don't know how urgent this is though. But that's confirmed to me when,

"It's an emergency"

I apologize to the lovely ladies and thank them for having me, I then take my bag to leave to go attend to the 'emergency'. My heart is heavy with disappoint because I really love this company, so much that I added it on my vision board. I try really hard to forget about it enough to let my mind remind me that there's something urgent that's needing my attention right now.

"Hello?" I say answering the phone. Is grandma ok? Does Tristan need my help? Was there an accident? My mind runs wild. But all that is replaced by anger when,

"Mia, why have you been ignoring my calls?"

I want really bad to throw the phone roughly on the floor but that won't do my already tragic situation justice.

Jake has been blowing up my phone for a couple of days now, I know why but I've already made up my mind that I'm done with him. I don't need drama in my life just like he doesn't need distractions in his. I've also decided I'm done saving people.

I try my very best to stay calm then,

"At my interview Jake? Seriously?"

Who does that?

"Mia you weren't answering my calls, I need to speak to you."

There's literally nothing I have left to say nor hear from him. He made it clear that he wants nothing to do with me, so you know what I do next? I hang up.

"I'm really sorry about this." I say to the lady who left her work to come and call me in the meeting. I feel beyond embarrassed.

"Hey don't worry about it." She says with a smile.

I then ask her where the bathroom is so I can go and calm myself down before I leave. I thank her once she's shown me then I make my way to it.

I struggle a lot with anxiety, I guess just like every other human in existence. When something unexpected happens I get overwhelmed. Just like I am now.

Just when I think everything is finally going great. It all falls apart.

I finally finish in the bathroom then make my way out to go to my car. This is after I decide that I'm not going to let this bring me down. I'm going to go on as many interviews as I can even if it takes me my whole life.

I have a smile on my face when I leave. I guess my positive outlook literally changes everything because,

"Mia?"

Her voice is so sweet.

"You didn't mention that you worked for Romano Corp?"

I didn't think I needed to. It's a completely different field that the experience is useless.

"Uhm. Yea, I did." I finally answer.

"We just got a call from the CEO there and he was just raving about how incredible you are. Now we can't just let you go after that. So Mia, how do you feel about starting on Monday?"