KENDRA
After the interview, I felt so relieved, not minding that the annoying receptionist stood behind me like a bodyguard. She won't take her eyes off me and would occasionally try to get on my nerves. I know she is probably wondering how I was able to convince Jones to do that. According to the sweetheart, I am here for her boss and I am beginning to think that maybe she isn't wrong. Maybe I want Damon to notice me or maybe, I want to get close to him and watch him daily.
“That was wild,” I sighed but then I heard Roselle hiss, pushing me aside as she walked away. “I guess I will have to keep up with that attitude for a long time. She looks hungry, though. I wonder where the cafeteria is, I am starting to get hungry as well.”
I arrived at the reception hall, my eyes glanced everywh
