Loving The Bad

F O U R

KAITLYN

*Clarisse added you to the 'WATER POLO SHORDY'S ' GROUP CHAT*

What group chat is this?

I went on my snap and checked what it was, but Clarisse was the only person I knew in it. After our conversation yesterday, we decided that she would pay half the rent if she stayed and that we'd both look for a job. She also decided to move in today because she wanted to get out of her parent's house as soon as possible.

TCMP69 :

what the f**k kinda group chat is this?

Who are you, people?

TRIPPIETRIN:

Paulette, it's the basketball group chat you dumb f**k.

TCMP69:

My f*****g bad. How was I supposed to know?

I don't know why but I'm laughing so hard right now.

JuliaD:

Wait, everyone drop your names down so I don't get confused.

I'm Julia by the way.

TRIPPIETRIN:

Yea no s**t Sherlock, we see your name in your f*****g username.

Ya'll can obviously tell I'm trinity right. But don't use me by my government name.

Call me Trin.

TCMP69:

I'm Paulette, but my friends call me Paul. The OG's call my Young PP

Trinity:

Young PP pimp 

Paul:

Young TT

Trinity:

Ahhh GANG

Clarisse:

You guys are so weird.

I'm Clarisse by the way.

I already had Clarisse's snap

Me:

I'm Kaitlyn.

Paul:

What's good Kaitlyn? Does your face still hurt when I accidentally hit you with my ball....hehe

This group chat itself is funny

Me:

Yea, I'm good 

Nicky.s0:

I'm Nicky

Trinity:

Mhmm

Julia:

Guys, my t****k went on the fyp

Trinity:

No one gives a s**t with yo renegade ass.

Julia:

Oh-

Me:

Just as I was reading the messages, an email popped up on my phone. I've been checking my emails every day just in case I got a job offer.

RICHARDS ENTERPRISE ®

To Kaitlyn Mcnaughton,

Thank you for applying for the position of Assistance with the RICHARDS company. We would like to invite you to come in to our office to interview you for the position.

Your interview has been scheduled for August 27 2020,1 pm at 126 Snowpark way, Toronto Ontario.

Please call 1 226 242 5427 or email us Richardsenterprise@g*******m if you have any questions or need to re-schedule the interview.

Sincerely,

The RICHARDS ENTERPRISE®

I can't believe it. I got an interview!

Wait, but the 27 is tomorrow. I don't really have any plans so I guess that's good for me.

I hear a loud knock on the door which I'm guessing is Clarisse. "Kaitlyn, hurrrry! This stuff is heavy." She whined out from the other side while I just laughed and went to open the door. "I'm giving you my spare key by the way," I tell her and she nods while bringing her stuff in.

This dorm was a two-person dorm so there was already another bedroom and a bed so it wasn't a problem for Clarisse. When she finally got settled in I told her about my job offer.

"So I think I may have gotten a job." I state and she gasps, "Really?"

"I don't know. It's the Richards enterprises. I don't even know what I applied for. I was just in a rush to get a job." I sigh and she just looks at me as if I were stupid.

"Kaitlyn, the Richards company is literally owned by a multi-billionaire! How the f**k did you get an interview for that! What position did you apply for?" She threw all these questions in my face, expecting me to know the answer. "Uhhh, I don't know. I just saw an email that scheduled my interview and I think it said something about being an assistant." I shrug and she still looks at me dumbfounded.

"If you get this job, just know you're putting me on." She demands and I laugh. I thought Clarisse would be scary or rude, but she's actually the nicest and funniest. "Ok, but the commute is like an hour-long." I groan and kisses her teeth. "I don't care, I just want a job."

"We all do," I respond.

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Fuck f**k f**k fuck

How could I sleep in? It's 11:30 and I have to be there at 1.

I quickly get out of bed and took a quick shower. After, I decided to wear a little makeup, just a little bit of Mascara and foundation. I then wore my black lace bra and panties. Ouu they match

I don't know why I felt so giddy.

I decided to wear my grey pencil skirt and my grey blouse over it. It wasn't a bad look, I actually like it. I then put my black jacket on and debated if I should wear heels.

Like Clarisse said, a billionaire owns that company so I got to dress to impress.

Heels it is.

"Whoa, It's that serious?" Clarisse laughed out as she exited her room and headed towards the kitchen. "I mean, I look decent, don't I?" I ask.

"You look absolutely. You really caught me off guard. If I was a guy, I'd f**k the s**t outta yo-"

"CLARISSE!" I yelled while covering my ears and she bursted into laughter. "I'm jokingggg. But you look gorgeous." She grabs an apple before leaving, "Good luck."

Thank you.

Clarisse allowed me to take her car out just so that I would get to Toronto in time. God bless her for that.

I honestly didn't expect there to be traffic, but accidents kept happening after accidents. I finally got there. It took me about an hour and thirty minutes. I made a mental note to leave 2 hours earlier if I get the job.

While I get out of the car, I am stunned by the building in front of me. It was a 72 story metallic building that wrote 'RICHARDS' at the very top. You could also see your reflection on the building which I also thought was pretty cool.

As I got inside the building, I was hit with the AC, causing me to grow goosebumps on my skin and shiver. I head up to the receptionist to tell her I'm here for an interview. "Um excuse me, I'm here for an interview?" I say it more as a question because I'm not sure myself.

"Oh, you must be Kaitlyn. I'll lead you to Mr. Richards. Follow me." She got up from her seat and walked towards the elevator while I followed behind. She pressed the 72nd button and I realized I was quite nervous. "It's okay to be nervous, once you get there, all those nerves will fade away." She re-assures and I only nod.

She doesn't understand what I've been through.

What if he judges me like everyone did back in high school? I sighed at my thoughts. Only one way to find out.

The elevator dinged, notifying us that we were on our floor. She just walked to the furthest door which I was guessing was Mr. Richards's room. She knocked on it a couple of times before we heard him respond.

"Who is it?" The huskiness in his voice itself sent shivers down my spine. "It's Chloe, I have the girl you're interviewing sir." She responds while we waited. "Tell her to come in." He said.

The girl mouthed 'good luck' to me and I only smiled at her while taking a deep breath in. I opened the door and just as I started to calm down, I panicked again.

It was the one and only

Josh Richards.

"Holy s**t!"