I live in a pretty but normal life. I am the only child which is somewhat boring but I am not complaining.
I loved taking pictures of sceneries that I find beautiful. My parents never agreed to me being a photographer like them and I didn't listen. Since I was a kid I really loved anything about Arts so when I went to college I took up Bachelor in Fine Arts and since then women kept asking me to date them. My parents tease me about it which I just shrugged off because I know they want me to have a girlfriend.
I was once called 'gay' to which I laughed because I ain't one. I am just more than focus into making a living hence I didn't have a chance to have a girlfriend but again I didn't complain.
I am now preparing for my interview at SweetAngel's and for those who didn't know it's the most biggest modelling agency in the world - not that I was applying to become a model.
They were hiring a photographer and I gladly took it to get any chance to see my idol, Lillana. I really like her because she is just so raw and honest. She is also very beautiful - like a goddess.
And she is pretty simple yet elegant and that was one of the reasons why I like her.
I look at my watch and almost curse when I see that I am almost late so I dash through my door and pick my bag before kissing my mom's cheek goodbye. I hurriedly take the bus to SweetAngel and is glad when I see that I am not late - yet.
"Hi. I am here for an interview with Mrs. Clarke at 10 A. M." I said at the receptionist who looked up at me with bored eyes and then in a second her eyes changed into something flirty.
She smiled, "Oh sure. Come follow me and I will lead you to the room where the interview will happen"
I nodded my head and followed Sarah, the receptionist. Before we went to the elevator I notice the way she swayed her hips in a seductive form.
Must've hurt to force your impecabbly 'flexible' body to sway.
I just ignored it and continue walking till we reached the elevator.
She smiled at me and when she see how uninterested I am in her her smile fell and I almost laugh at her face.
"Clara can lead you back sir" She said before turning around without looking at me.
After a few seconds I finally reach my destination and my nerves started to kick in.
"Hello there. Are you here for an interview? Or any appointments with Mrs. Clarke?"
"An interview" Was all I could muster.
She smiled at me and told me to follow her.
"The interview will start in a few minutes so please sit down and wait for your name to be called" She reminded me and I thanked her before sitting down. I looked around me and saw we were many - maybe around 50.
"Simone Walker" I snapped out of my reverie and stood up before walking to the Mrs. Clarke's room.
"Please take a seat, Mr. Walker" She motioned her hand in a seat in front of her.
"So tell me about yourself" She started and I tried my very best to calm my nerves out.
"I am Simone Walker, 24, live in an apartment complex in New York and I am an only child" I stopped before I could ramble.
"Okay. So in your opinion what makes a good picture?"
"There are many elements in photography that comes together to make a picture be considered good. Elements such as lighting, lines, shapes, texture, patterns, and color all work well together to add interest and a great deal of composition in photographs"
She nodded and smiled.
I hope it impressed her.
It took us a whole 10 minutes to finish the interview before she asked me why should they hire as their photographer.
"I want you to hire me because of my passion for this job and that I possess a combination of skills and experience that would make me amd your company stand out from the rest of the crowd" I replied with all of my heart.
Mrs. Clarke nodded, "I am impressed by your performance in this interview Mr. Walker and we'll give you further announcements whether you pass the job so for now thank you"
I smiled and shook her hands and walked outside with my feet trembling.
Before I went outside I said goodbye to Clara so I won't seem rude.
I felt hungry so I went to McDonalds and ordered Big Mac and fries. When I exited the restaurant I bumped into someone.
"Sorry. I didn't mean to bumped into you" I apologized and offered my hand for her to take.
"Oh that's fine" The woman replied and I stiffened when I realized that this woman was not just any woman - she is Lillana. I bumped into Lillana I almost jumped when she accepted my hand.
It felt so soft and I wanted to cry for touching Lillana's hand.
*****
After the whole bumped into Lillana incident I went home with a merry mood which shocked my mom and dad.
"Did you get accepted?" My mom interrogated when she saw me entered the kitchen.
"No not yet" I answered kissing her cheek and picking some cupcake she baked.
"Then what made you so cheerful today?" Dad asked frowning while sipping his tea.
"I bumped into Lillana a while ago and she accepted my hand. It is so soft mom" I fanboyed and my mom laughed at my childishness.
"Oh. Yeah" Dad said not sure what to answer.
"Well dinner is going to start in a few so you better go to your room and change"
"Oh shoot okay" And with I sprinted to my room and took a shower and changed into some sweatpants and oversized shirt. Then I went downstairs to help my mom and dad prepare dinner.
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