Mistake

The Interview

    It has been a month since Olivia told me that she wanted to adopt me and I couldn't be happier, I am doing great at the hospital, but we found out that the interview is probably in a day or so, I still don't feel prepared at all. 

    I was laying in my hospital bed when I started thinking of what has happened in the past couple months. I let some air escape my mouth, "Wow, lots have happened in a couple of months," I bit my lower lip in thought. "How do you do an interview with the news?" I grabbed the computer Zant bought me as a "get well" gift and sat up. I typed in the search bar "How do you do an interview for the news?" It took a second for the internet to load but when it did, only tips for job interviews came up. I sighed in frustration, "Ugh. Nothing helpful has come up yet." I looked up from the computer and thought 'I'll just text Zant to bring me an outfit that I can change into.' 

    Half an hour later, Zanternal walked in to the room dressed in an all black outfit consisting of jeans, a t-shirt and a leather jacket, but the unusual pat of the outfit was a shopping bag on her arm. "b***h, when you say and I quote. 'Bring me a simple outfit for the interview.' You are not going to get only a simple outfit, you are going to get a outfit that will make you drop dead gorgeous." When Zanternal said all of this, she set the shopping bag down and pulled out a black turtle neck, a black skirt that went to my mid-thighs and black boots that went slightly above the knee. "Wha.. oh my god..." I closed my eyes and threw my head backwards, groaning. "I knew this was going to be your reaction." Zant tilted her head a smirked at me."You could of just brought me a t-shirt and jeans. Not an outfit, that I must say is very cute."

"I knew you would like it," Zant walked towards me handing me the outfit and pushing me towards the bathroom. "Come on go see if it fits." I rolled my eyes and went into the bathroom. "Oh, that i***t," I sighed and changed into the outfit, " Damn it. Why is she so good at dealing with fashion."  I looked at myself in the mirror. The boots were easy to walk in and the  turtle neck hugged my body, I smiled at my reflection, and turned to walk out. I put my hand on the door handle, "Zant, ready?" I heard her scamper to the middle of the room with excitement. "Get your ass out here already, its been ten minutes!" You could hear how excited she was without needing to see her. "Alright I'm coming." I turned the handle and stepped out. Zant's jaw dropped when she saw me, I smiled and she clapped her hands together. "YOU LOOK SO CUTE!" She ran over and hugged me. "Thank you. But you're the one who chose the outfit."

"It doesn't matter! You and I both know that I can't pull of outfits like these. So shut up." As she said this her violet eyes sparkled delight. " Zant you should really be proud, you picked an outfit for a person that wasn't next to you and it looks incredible." I looked her as I said this. "Thank you Myra, it means a lot." She looked down embarrassed. We were both joking around and talking when someone knocked on the door. "Myra. I'm sorry if you aren't prepared, but the interviewers are here and wanting to talk to you." Olivia's voice rang throughout the room. My eyes grew wide and I started to freak out. "Zant, I don't think I can do this."

"Hey dork, you got this." Zant smiled at me encouraging me to open the door and walk out to the interview. I smiled at her, "Olivia you can come in if you want to." I called out to her, and she walked in. "Oh my goodness. You look so cute!" Olivia's eye brightened when she saw me in the outfit Zant got me. "Thank you." Zant said this as she stepped out from behind me looking smug. "Let's get you out there."Olivia said to me nodding her head. I took a deep breath, grabbed my mask and said. "Yeah. Let's."

    I walked out next to Olivia, we were greeted with lots of people, cameras and questions flying at us, I looked at Olivia and saw that she was just as uncomfortable as I was. A man who was a mix between elf and fairy came out from the crowd. "Ms. Myrana Valzefer," He looked at me and stuck out his hand to shake. "I am the one that is going to interview you, my name is Harven." I shook his hand, took a deep breath knowing that after this happened my life wouldn't go back to what it was. "Nice to meet you." He smiled. "The power I have is recording (Recording what ever he sees out of his eyes.) and my assistant," He looked around and spotted an elf girl who was probably in her early twenties and pointed to her. " Is Lily, her power is Picture blink (you can snap a photo by blinking your eyes.)" Lily scurried over and stuck out her hand. "Its very nice to meet you Ms. Valzefer." 

"And you." I shook hands with her and nodded. "Shall we get on with the interview?" Harven asked. "Yes we can start." I responded hiding how nervous I was. "Okay the first question that I am going to ask you that lots of people have been wondering about is, did you know that your mother had an affair with your father?" I could tell he had started to use his power because his right eye had turned dark, like a camera lens. "No I did not know until recently." I breathed a sigh of relief when I didn't stutter answering the question. "Secondly, do you have any relation with your actual father?" 

"No, nothing." I said as Lily walked around us snapping pictures. "Do you know your power?" Harven asked. this question made me think. "No, I actually don't know my power. I haven't felt a trace of power with in me." Harven looked kind of surprised. "I expected you to have at least one power but this is very interesting.  Next question, how do you feel about your mother and brother arrested?" i looked at him. "They got arrested?" My eyes grew wide. "I mean, if I'm honest I'm actually very relieved but most people would think that this answer is really unacceptable." When i answered the question something bothered me, but I couldn't place my finger on it so I just ignored it. "Next question..."

    Around two hours went by with Harven asking questions and me answering them, until Olivia declared that it was time to stop the interview. We all said our goodbye's and went on with our day. I went back inside the hospital to Zant and the News people probably went back to their studio to edit the interview. Over all it was a lot better than I expected.