3 July 2012
Chapter 2.
It would be him. Just my luck. ' Will Foster?' I call, hoping my voice sounds neutral. ' Ye- Oh, hello Jessica!' Will sounds completely unprofessional. ' Morning again, Will. ' 'Let's begin with the interview, shall we?' mr. Goodall asks. And so it begins Will is very good, his answers smart and sophisticated. He has impressive qualifications. When the interview finally finishes, I slump back in my chair, exhausted. Suddenly there's a knock, and Will reenters. ' Sorry, I forgot my case.' he picks up his case and smiles. I wave politely, as he goes, trying to appear professional, yet irresistible. Mr. Goodall pokes his head through the door, and asks if he can send the next person through. In enters a nervous looking blonde lady. She tries to flatten hair and try to smooth the creases out of her skirt simultaneously. I smile encouragingly at her, hoping to ease her nerves. She smiles back, looking slightly more relaxed. ' Hello, miss... Williams, I believe? Have a seat. ' ' Yes, Nora Williams. I just want to let you know that I really really want this job.' She sounds like a spoilt toddler. I sigh. This will be a long day.
Finally I interviewings end, Will was probably the best. There was a young women in her thirties who sounded good, but she wasn't Will. Finally, after sorting through my notes, I meet Becky in the lobby. We reach her car, and I sit down, quite a bit more gracefully. I'm surprised to see Will still there. He must have been here for hours! ' Will, I didn't know you would still be here?!' I say, wondering what's the relationship between Will and Becky. 'No, I'm staying with Becky, so I had to wait for her. ' I feel jealous instantly, but I try to hide it. ' Cool. Well this is my stop so... See you later, Becky. And you too, Will' I add at the end, going for a bored sound, but completely failing. I stagger into my apartment and flop back on my bed. As I flick on the tv, I flick through the channels. As usual, nothing good's on. The phone rings. ' Hello?' 'Jessica? It's me, Will. ' duhhh! I know that voice anywhere. But I make myself sound surprised. ' Will? Is there something wrong?' 'No, not at all. I need to ask you something, and I hope it doesn't interfere with the job...' Happiness floods through me. He's going to ask me out! ' Yes!' I reply eagerly. ' What is it?' ' I was just wondering if it would be ok...' ' Go on' I snap impatiently. ' If I asked Becky out on a date?' my stomach sinks and my face flushes red. How could I be so stupid? Why would he want me, when there's Becky? ' Of course! Why wouldn't there be?' unconvincing happiness drips of my words. ' Thank you, Jessica. Goodbye.' He puts down the phone, and I stand there for three minutes.
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