2 July 2012
Intro-
I shut my eyes, unable to take in the overwhelming sight. I open them again, realizing that what I'm seeing is true. There before me is Brad Pitt, down on one knee. With a diamond ring. Looking into my eyes, his golden hair flopping sexily over his luscious sapphire blue eyes. I open my mouth eagerly, hurrying to say yes before something bad happens. But then I wake up, because life is cruel like that.
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My alarm beeps noisily, interrupting my joyful dream. I drag my weary bones out of bed, preparing myself for a tough day at work. 15 minutes later, I'm dressed, make up perfected, and ready to go. Becky honks the horn, awaiting my arrival impatiently. ' Hey Becks' I greet as I fall into the car ungracefully.
'Jessica' A musical, deep voice floats into my ears. I look next to me, astonished. My eyes widen. Next to me sits a drop-dead-gorgeous man, around my age. He had a golden tan, chocolate brown hair with sparkling green eyes, and lips that I could kiss right now. 'Hello... I don't think we've met?' I manage to stutter. I catch Becky's eye in the mirror and she smiles mischievously at me. I turn back to the angel, and give him my best flirtatious smile I can muster. 'Will. Will Foster. ' he says. 'I'm Will.' A perfect name for a perfect man, I think. 'So... how do you know Becky?' I wonder aloud.
'Oh, I'm interviewing for the new position. The pa?' OMG. He was interviewing to be my personal assistant. Cringe!
'Oh yeah. Good luck. ' I mutter, my face flushing scarlet. We pull up outside of the building, and I strut in, using my runaway catwalk. ' morning ' I smile to many people welcoming me. I flop down on a chair in my office, head in hands. My manager walks in.
' Jessica. Let's begin with the interviewing shall we? First up is… let's see.' please don't be him, I silently pray. Please. ' Ahh. Will. A Will Foster.'
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