Ch. 1 The Job

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I get up shutting off my alarm and walk over to my closet, picking out an outfit or my job interview. I pick out a silk long sleeve button up red shirt that my mother had given me awhile back and a black skirt that goes just above my knees. I put on some black pumps my sister have me a few weeks ago. I put on some light gold eyeshadow and a little bit of mascara. I put on some bright red matte liquid lipstick my friend bought me for my birthday. I put my hair in a high professional bun. I head downstairs smelling eggs and bacon. "Good morning, Babe" my boyfriend Ben said
"Morning babe, smells good" I said as he kissed me on the cheek.
"Feeling good about you interview?"
"More like feeling nervous, I've never been a teacher, not even to my sister", I explained to him.
"Well there's a first for everything, and your looking good this morning" he said smiling at me
"Thank you I have to look professional for this interview, if I get the job I could get paid a good amount then we can maybe get an apartment" I said biting my lip and grabbing some bacon and piling it beside eggs
"Yeah we could" he said making his plate
~After Eating~
I grabbed his plate and put it on top of mine.
"Here I'll do that, you get ready to leave" he said grabbing the plates and putting them in the sink
"Thanks" I said smiling at him. I went to the front door and grabbed my purse putting my phone inside and grabbed the keys to my moms old car ,she gave us, off of a hook. Ben came around the corner and hugged me.
"Good luck" he said. I kissed him on the lips quickly and went outside to the car. I got in and drove off.
~At The Office Building~
I drove into the parking lot and parked into a empty spot. There was barley any cars in the area. It made kind of nervous. I got out of the car and locked the doors. I walked around my car and over to the doors. I walked through the automatic doors and into the building. It was fairly quiet only some sounds of keyboards typing, but no phones. I walked down the isle of cubicles to the left and a wall to the right. I walked until I saw a door with some writing on it that said "interview room". I sat down in a chair next to the door and waited. My knee was shaking like it would when you get nervous or when you want to get up. I was getting impatient. Then the door opened and tall man with glasses and a light blue button up shirt tucked into black dress pants and a red tie looked at me and said
"Are you Bailey Braams?"
"Yes" I replied and stood up
"Follow me" he said and turned so I walk in the room. I paused and then walked in breathing in nervously. The room was quite small and dusty. There was two chairs in front of a desk with papers, pencils in a jar, a computer with a keyboard and a mouse. I sat down in one of chairs in front of the desk and he closed the door behind him and sat down in the chair behind the desk
"So you would like to be a teacher for Tiktum Residetial School?" He asked cocking an eyebrow
"Yes, that is correct" I replied
"So why do you want to be a teacher at this school?"
"I would like to teach young kids and give them a good education for their future" I said
"Ok, and can I see you'r résumé please" he asked
"Yes of course" I say grabbing my résumé out of my purse. I set it down the desk sliding it to him. He picks up off the table and starts to read.

{Well that's the end of this chapter I hope you enjoyed it and I hope you enjoy the chapters that will come I hope you continue to read my book and many more books to come! Bye for now guys!}

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