Imperfectly Right for Me

Two: Interview

Lily

I search for my phone, hearing it ring loudly and when I finally find it, I sit up straight in my chair with a smile. I hadn't gotten a phone call in a while.

"Are you Lily Hernandez?" A woman with the prettiest sounding voice asks.

"Yes ma'am, that is I."

"And you spoke to a man about an interview, correct?"

He kept my card!

"Yes ma'am, about three days ago."

"Mr. Acquire said you are approved for an interview for today."

I gasp, "Oh goodness gracious."

"Is that a yes, miss?"

"Why yes, of course, I am just shocked. I didn't think he would keep the card, let alone give me an interview. You see, the other day I-"

"Ma'am."

I shake my head and get back to the subject at hand. "Yes! Yes, that is a yes."

"Great, your interview is scheduled for eleven this morning."

The lady with the pretty voice gives me the address and his room number and I smile.

"Thank you so much! Bless your heart!"

She hangs up after I say this and I put my phone down. I dance around horribly in front of my bed in excitement. After I grow tired, I stop and flop on the bed.

It had been almost three days since I saw him. Throughout those three days I have been searching for another job before mama came back from her trip in two days. Before I got the call, I was getting ready to go search for a job again.

I place Vivo in his hamster cage and lock it. I had already taken a shower when I first woken up and changed my clothes, so all I had to do was fix my hair. I brush it a little as it is wavy. Once I have gotten it to my liking, I take my favorite clip that Diddy had bought me a few years ago and use it to put my hair in a ponytail.

I needed to hurry since it was already ten thirty and the address the lady gave me was sort of far from where I lived. After grabbing my bag and putting my sandals on, I take my blue coat that matched the blue dress I was wearing and stuff a sandwich in my bag before tossing it over my shoulder.

I rub Vivo's fur through the hole in the cage, "I'll be back sugar. You wish me luck, alright?"

I shake my head and laugh as I walk out of my room, "He can't even talk, Dum-Dum." I say to myself.

After turning all the lights off, I close the door behind me and get inside the truck. As I try to start it, it makes a weird noise and doesn't turn on. I hit my head on the wheel, making the honk go off.

"Oh, come on, don't do this to me, Betsy. Please work for mama."

I didn't have the money to pay to get it fixed, so it wasn't like I could do much. I decided to try the trick Diddy taught me. I take the key out and put it back in, turning it in the same position ten times in a row before stopping. I wait for about five minutes and try starting it again. I smile and pump a fist into the air when the engine finally starts.