tation for us to arise an
t about trying to make them as good as I can cause I know I'm going to have to live that day anyway. So why not try to m
eeps me alive and enthusiastic for the whole day. I love the feelin
Eve. E
arm. Coming out of the trance, and taking in the surroundings, I realized we had already reac
, and now I ended up having the bird's nest on my head. The tan
vously, while subconsciously my hands were searching for the hairbrush insi
my hair. "Eve, trust me. You're not the first person to have a bad hair day before an intervi
I hope the interviewers are more focu
"And if not, I'll distract the
pt to lighten the mood. "Thanks, Kat.
d's nests on your head. But seriously, you've g
w, take a deep breath, fix that posture, and remember, you're not just
but I followed her advice, taking
re and show them why they need you at Walker I
her support. "Thanks, K
she said with a wink. "Now go ace that interview,
entrance of Walker Industries, I couldn't help but be thankful for friends like
y miserable life, I entered inside. It has been years since
h. Pushing the button to the thirtieth floor, I was hoping for someone to enter, and as if God himself was
iness suit and her brunette locks pulled up in a small bun, while I wore Kat's green business su
ost fifteen women and ten men were gathered here for the interview, ha
had been checking for the last ten minutes. My nervousness heightened a
who was gett
y their name, and each interview took hardly five to ten minutes
nouncing lady called my name. Picking up my file, and takin
best to keep my face straight. The chair of the C.E.O. was showing its back, looking around and c
aid. The voice was vaguely familiar and
n the chair rotated, revealing the C
en he finally looked at me, b
ont of me, as my interviewer, after five years. I spent years hiding
Blake
n eyes, which were fuming with anger, and the way his jaw clenched told me that he remembere
meone who wasn't worth it... but he was. And he is supp
h
t W
ever, because sometimes against all odds,