Sweet Nothing

The sun was out and bright in all it's beautiful glory, the sky was blue, and clouds were fluffy. There was no indication of a single weather change.

And below this beautiful, bright, and sunny weather were the Clintons–huddling together to take a picture with their daughter, Sophie Clinton, who was graduating from college. Mr and Mrs Clinton faces were beaming with smiles, they were super proud that their beautiful daughter had finally graduated from college and would now be an official member of society.

Her two younger siblings were also there, Maria and Alex Clinton who also looked proud of her and happy that she was done with college.

But the happiest of everyone else amongst them was Sophie. She was happy that she was finally done with college, those dreadful nights, those moments that she thought she wouldn't make it out alive, but she weathered the storm and ride the wave and came out on top.

The cameraman told them to smile at the camera, in which they did and then a picture was taken, later to be hanged on the mantle piece, as a reminder of this glorious day.

Sophie was prepared to find a job. A stable job that she could make her some money, so she don't have to depend on her family anymore, and give her experience to be part of the working class.

And nothing was going to stand in her way.

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It's been three months since Sophie graduated, yet for some reason she just couldn't find a job. She was joking to think that she could get a job within three months of her finishing from college.

All the jobs she applied either wanted her to have working experience or they would say that she doesn't have the required qualification for the job. Which pissed her off, like how do they expect her to have a job experience when she just graduated from college about three months ago.

She felt frustrated, she scrolled through the website that she has been using to apply for job applications. Submitting her resumé and hoping that they deem it worthy for them to call her back.

She heard her phone beep with a notification, rushing to it thinking it was probably one of the companies that she applied for that have finally answered her.

The disappointment on her face when she saw that it was text from her friend Melody, she rolled her eyes and dropped her phone and continued her job searching. Another message was sent to her phone, it was from Melody, again. Sophie picked up her phone to see what she wanted from her.

The message said that Sophie should come see her, that she has something important to tell her. Sophie didn't want to answer it at first, but then she realize maybe it was something important, so she should probably answer her, she asked her where is the place? Melody replied 'at the coffee shop down the street.' Sophie replied, 'I am on my way.'

She pushed back her chair stood up from it and went to her closet, picking out a grey sweatshirt and baggy jeans–it was freezing outside even though it was autumn.

Nobody was home at the moment, so she made sure to lock the door behind her as she made her way to the coffee shop to meet Melody.

On getting to the coffee shop, she open the door, her eyes scanned the small shop to see if she could spot Melody, Melody saw her and waved her hand, Sophie saw her and walked up to her, she sat down on the chair adjacent to Melody.

"So why did you call me here?" Sophie asked.

"Well, good afternoon to you I guess." Melody remarked sarcastically, causing Sophie to roll her eyes at her. "So I called you here cause I have a job opportunity for you." Melody carries her cup of coffee, drinking out of it, she place it back on the table.

"Really you do?" Sophie eyes widened in surprise.

"Yes, but I am not sure if you would like the job description." Melody tuck a strand of her hair behind her ears.

"Well, tell me what is the job description?"

"Well my boss, is currently looking for a..." she paused as if what she was about to say was forbidden. "Well... he is looking for a nanny."

Melody saw the disappointed look on Sophie's face, and she was quick to add: "the pay is good, Sophie. It's even higher than what most graduates earn nowadays."

"So, you called me here to tell me that your boss is looking for a nanny? Is that how low you view me as Mel? You didn't see any other job opportunity to give to me and you are telling me to work as a nanny."

"You haven't even heard how much you would be payed yet." Melody tried to reason with her.

"Nah. No amount of money would make me work as a 'nanny'. It's an insult that a college graduate like me would do such a job."

Sophie stood up was about to turn to leave when Melody stood up also. "You would get 50,000 dollars per month."

"I don't care if it's 100,000 I am not doing that type of shitty ass job."

"It's all I can offer for you right now."

"Don't your boss have any job offerings right now? Or does he need experience staffs to work under him."

"He doesn't need anymore staffs, he said that he isn't hiring. Trust me I asked him."

"Well tell him that I am in no way interested in being a nanny." Sophie walked out of the coffee shop pissed that Melody called her for that type of bullshit.

It's only normal for her to get a job within the first three months of graduating. People always see her as the type that would be successful in any thing she puts her hand in. Plus she is super pretty and have this chic/model look to her.

Not like Sophie saw herself as ugly, she just saw herself as average at best, no defining features in her. And that is what is happening to her at this moment, she was average that is why no company wants her.

Melody telling her that she should be a nanny was just an insult to her, not like being a nanny is bad or anything. Being a nanny is for people that are looking for a quick buck, well to her at least.

Sophie bit her bottom lip till she drew blood, kicking away the leaves that had fallen to the ground. She was mumbling under her breath, and cursing at anything and anyone. She was so lost in her thoughts that she bumped into someone, she apologized to the person and kept on cursing under her breath.

She would rather keep on searching for a job even though it takes months, than work as a nanny.