In Between Black and white
I quickly read and re-read my resume, hoping to finally land a job! I closed my eyes for a slight second…
"Lillian Elise Greene," A tall blonde woman said with an annoyed voice. I grabbed my folder, off my lap, and stood with a smile as bright as the sun. The two hour wait was over! I walked to enter the room, barely noticing my shakiness, I fell face flat into a person's chest.
I moved away as fast as possible. Coffee, everywhere, on me, on my papers! My eyes widen with disgust for this idiot who just ruined my resume! I quickly grabbed all my papers and got up faster than expected.
"You should watch where you're going!" I glared angrily at this, this… Beautiful, hot, sexy oh my god, fuck my life…
The gorgeous man scoffed to his right, suddenly his eyes widened once he caught my eyes.
"Do you know who I am?" He glared some-what angrily, it was more of a surprised look. I didn't answer. "Who is this woman?" He stood up.
"This is Lillian Elise Greene, sir. She's applying to intern here." She stuttered as if lost in his beauty as I was. He walked up to the blonde woman and whispered something in her ears as she nodded. He walked away as a man joined him. They looked as if they were having a disagreement, I wonder.
I turn back to the blonde lady as she directed me into an office. I slowly open the door as I noticed yet, another attractive man staring at me as I came in. He smiled and told me to sit.
"Hello, I'm Andrew; I'll be interviewing you today." He smiled as his green blue eyes glistened. He reached his hand out for me to shake it, as I did.
"Hello, I'm Lillian." I smiled.
"Nice to meet you, I was just informed about what happened with your resume'. It's fine; we will ask you to drop it off at the front desk tomorrow. Will that be okay?" How did he find out so quickly?
"Yeah, some bone-head bumped into me." I smile quite nervously. Andrew smiled but, it slowly faded as he looked up.
"Bonehead, eh," I heard another man. I turned as I noticed it was Mr. Sexy hot and so on….
"Sir, I believe you met Mrs. Greene, Miss Greene this is Mr. Anderson, the CEO of this company." Andrew explained nervously. My eyes widened, yeah I'm not getting this job.
"Mr. Mitchell, if you don't mind, I would love to interview Miss Greene." He clenched his jaw.
"Sir, I believe you have a…"
"Leave Andrew," Mr. Anderson cut him off.
"Yes sir," Andrew left.
Slowly, Mr. Anderson's finger skimmed the table. He waltzed to my opposite end and took a seat, where Andrew was sitting earlier.
"So, Miss Greene, due to the fact you spilt coffee on your resume' because of some," He paused. "Bonehead, I will ask simple and complex questions. Please feel comfortable." He ran his hand through his mahogany and chestnut colored hair. "First off, where did you graduate?"
I swallowed," I graduated in Oregon State, not too long ago."
"Ah, next question, how often do you bit that lip?" He smirked as I released my bottom lip.
"I, I don't know, sir." I looked down.
"No please, call me Ryan. Another thing, try to find out how often that lip gets bitten." He winked. Ah God, shit just got real. "Alright, tell me, where have you worked?"
"I worked at Chloe's since I was 18."
"How old are you?" He asked almost immediately after I was finished with my answer.
"Your date of birth,"
"That's not a question." I blurted accidently. Well, it's time to turn tables, I guess. Wow, I am not going get hired for doing this but, oh well.
"My apologies, what is your date of birth?" He gave me a surprised look.
"I was born on June 14, 1992."
"Why did you choose to work here?"
"I chose to work here, due to the fact that there is a great internship program here."
"True. Do you have any question or comments so far?"
"Yes, I do." Let's turn tables now.
"Please go on." Mr. Anderson leaned forward on the desk.
"Well," I paused, how do I say this? "I feel it's only fair to be able to ask you questions."
"Why?" He raised a brow.
"You're about to ask me all the questions in the world, now why can't I do the same to you?"
"I'm the one hiring you, did you forget?"
"That may change." Suddenly, he began to laugh.
"Miss Greene, ask all the questions in the world." He gave a truly amused smile. Anger began to porous through me. Why am I here? Great, now I have to think of a question, this was a dumb move.
"Mr. Anderson," I said trying to sound cool.
"I do recall telling you to call me Ryan." He smiled, putting his fist against his face, resting it.
"Ryan," I said sarcastically. Shit, what do I ask, "What's your favorite color?" Wow, amazing question, dumbass, I yell at myself in head.
"My favorite color is, blue, the exact blue that gives your eyes that sparkle." His word hit me in the groin. I cross my legs immediately. God, I hate this feeling.
"Do you do this a lot?" I asked with the glare in my eyes. Do you like my sparkle now? I asked him in my head.
"That glare really does your eyes well. And I not quite sure what you mean." He says reading my mind. "Tell Miss Greene, how does that lip taste?"
"What I meant was do you like to make your employees feel uncomfortable?" I release my lips once again.
"You're not an employee."
"This is bull." I stood up and walked towards the door, opening it…
"Wait," Ryan's voice stopped me as I turned towards him with the door pushed on my side.
"What?" I asked rudely.
"You're hired." He winked with a smirk that sent chills to my insides. Slowly he walked towards me, as I stood frozen. He reached for the door as we were almost chest to chest, or well, head to chest.
"After you, Miss Greene," He smiled. I blinked a dozen.
"See you tomorrow at nine. Don't be late." He winked and went the other way. Wow, my life sucks.