I stood behind the oak door smoothing my black pencil skirt and white blouse down and feeling to see if my edges had already lifted. "Come in" a voice startled me from behind the door. My hands fumbled with the handle as I rushed to open it.

I walked in to the room seeing the one and only Mr. Baraz sitting at his chair pen in hand eyes on paper. Left hand may i add. That's cute.

"Good afternoon Mr Baraz I'm Emiola but you can call me Emi nice to meet you" I stood in front of his desk with my hand out. I waited. No response. I shuffled flattening my skirt getting ready to introduce myself again "sit down" he cut me off and My lip twitched at the command.

My mother always said I had the tendency to look like I was snarling when I was annoyed. I took a seat as I took a deep breath. I sat quietly waiting for the interview to begin. Yet again he began reshuffling his papers as if I wasn't there.

"Excuse me sir but you invited me here for an interview not to watch you play with papers." I snapped getting annoyed at his dismissive behaviour. His head stayed down but his eyes looked at me. He put the pen down and sat up adjusting his tie as he stared at me. So I stared back.

He had green eyes like scar. I see the resemblance on both looks and personality. His skin was tanned and olive and he had quite beautiful lips and long black locks pulled back in a bun. Perfect features of a villain.

"Have you looked after children before?" "Of course" "Can you cook" " Yes" "I'll see you tomorrow then" "ye- excuse me what?" "Are you deaf or dumb" my lip twisted straight up "I'm sensing your both" he scoffed twirling his pen around his fingers. "Close the door on your way out ask my assistant for help if your not capable of such tasks."

I walked to the door closing it leaving a little gap in the door the same way your sibling closes your bedroom door when they leave hoping to piss you off and went to reception to gather all the information I needed for tomorrow.

Tomorrow was going to be a long day.