Boss's Secretary

Cynthia's POV

I was panting so hard, trying as much to keep steady breaths, because I'll be so late for this interview, I have been searching for a portable work to do, but I couldn't get one, this will be the only opportunity I'll ever had.

I prayed Inwardly, trying as much to keep a calm expression, because I don't know how to go about the situation, especially from the thought of loosing this opportunity again, I prayed so fervently, because I don't want to lose this opportunity again.

"take me to Micro finance unlimited" I told the driver, while I shove myself inside the car, I couldn't bring myself to say a word, because I was thinking about the possibility of loosing this Job, like other companies I have applied to.

I was glad that I got the opportunity to have someone like Christ, who was ready to help me applying to this company to work as a secretary, but the thought of not being qualified enough, of messing up like the way I did In other companies still lingers in my memory.

when the cab, come to a stop, I took a deep breath, before I paved my way Inside the company.

I couldn't believe my eyes, when I noticed the line of poeple who were being interviewed, and I sat down, I think I'm the last person,if I could randomly calculate, there were almost fifty poeple applying for this position for a secretary.

I started praying Inwardly, when I remembered that my Landlady, has already given me severe warning that if I don't pay the house rent, then I might be force to move out of the house .

"God, please help me get this Job, because if I don't, then I think, I might end up on the street" I prayed Inwardly, trying as much to keep a calm expression, it hurts as hell, knowing full well that there is a high chance of me not getting this Job.

especially when I noticed the ladies who were walking outside the interview room, some will come out, with a gloomy expression, while some were even shedding tears.

when I noticed this, I immediately lost hope of ever getting this Job.

I turned around, moving gently, I couldn't bring myself to even say a word, not until I heard someone call out my name.

" are you leaving?" a young lady who was wearing a dark tank top, with a red skimpy skirt, she had a mile make-up applied on her face.

"hey...do I know you?" i asked, while looking intently at her deep brown eyes eyes, she curved her lips to a smile, before she walked up to me.

"I know you are already scared, that you might not get the Job, because of the faces of the ladies who just walked out" she said, I nodded, without having much courage to say a word.

"what's the problem?" I asked, when I noticed her looking for something in her bag.

"oh I think I just need to call someone, and I don't seem to find my phone" she said, as she scrunched her face.

"is this the phone?" I asked, handing her the phone I saw on the ground a while ago.

" yes... thanks alot, you are such a beautiful lady, so...are you also applying for the job of a secretary?" she asked, she was not calm, almost like she was shy of my presence.

I then sat close to her, while giving her scrutinizing gaze, she stared at me, without waiting for a word, she hugged me, which took me aback.

" uh..I, uhm.." i stuttered, finding the whole situation very awkward.

she retrieved from the hug, before she shift some strands of her hair, behind her ear, it was clearly evident, that she was feeling so awkward.

" uh... I'm sorry but, do I know you somewhere?" I asked, she shook her head.

"not really, I just feel calm whenever I hug someone, especially when I'm feeling scared, I know that's really awkward, for that I'm sorry, but I just can't help it" she said adorably, I couldn't help but plaster a smile, the way she would pout her lips while talking to me.

"it's your turn miss Kourtney " I Heard the assistant said to her, she immediately stared at me, while plastering a sad smile.

"okey I'll be going, please wish me luck, because I'm so nervous " she said, I understood her plight, but sincerely, I'm even more nervous than her.

I nod my head before saying," good luck sweetie, just take a deep breath, and you can do this " I said to her, before she left, when she was gone, I took a mouthful of air, I started praying Inwardly again, for God to give me the strength to look at the interviewer with confidence.

It was taking almost eternity for her to come out of the interviewing room, I was feeling so restless, hoping against hope, that the interview will be simple and easy for me.

After sometime, I noticed her , she was taking brisk strides, her makeup was ruined, because it was clear enough that she was shedding tears, I felt scared when I noticed her in pain.

"Kourtney are you alright?" I asked, she didn't even bother to listen to me, because she was rushing to leave, fear gripped me, I immediately knew that I couldn't do this, I was about to leave only to hear the voice of the assistant.

" Miss Anderson, please go in"

I was feeling my heart thumping of the loudest volume, I took very steady breaths, before I tried to compost myself, even though deep inside, I was feeling so extremely scared, I couldn't bring myself to say a word.

I prayed that God will help be get out of the room alive, I'm not even asking for the Job, because I know that getting the job, is a very big no, there is a high chance of me not getting the job.

when I eventually stepped Inside, I saw the unexpected.