Coffee Shop Letter

Chapter 7

The interview at Black Inc was in a couple of hours, and I was on edge. I woke up early to get ready. I didn't plan on wearing any makeup I just wanted to do something nice to my hair, keeping as much as I can natural. It was only 8 o'clock, and my interview wasn't until 9:15, which gave me time to grab a quick breakfast. Deciding on a pop-tart that I took out of my cupboard, I ate it quickly and was on my way. The closer I got to the company, the more my anxiety kicked in, and I felt like I was sweating.

After finding a parking spot, I made my way into the building where a receptionist was sitting.

"Welcome to Black Inc, what can I help you with?"

"Hi, I'm here for an interview for the secretary position."

" Yes, if you could follow Drake, he will show you the way."

"Okay, thank you."With one last smile to the girl. 

I was on my way to the elevator and upstairs to the room in which held the interviews. The waiting area that held the potential hires was beautiful. All the walls were made of clear glass, excluding the offices which were frosted over, making it hard to see inside. Accent colors of red and black are what were used to decorate the room. The chairs we all sat in were squared off and were made with suede red material, while the tables were all black. 

As I was gawking at the waiting area, I took notice of the ten other girls that were to be interviewed as well. A few of those girls weren't even dressed properly and had their face caked with makeup, while the rest of us kept it clean.

One by one, we were called into the conference room. The few girls that weren't dressed properly were coming out as soon as they went in. You can only imagine it was from the way they dressed. They surely weren't there for the secretary position. Before long it was my turn they had me in the middle of the group. 

Okay, Ava, you got this. Just go in and be confident. Taking deep breaths, I entered the room and seen about four people sitting at a table. I was surprised to see Mr. Black himself there. It was weird seeing him here as to when he comes into the coffee shop.  Here he was in business mode and more intimidating. I was broken out of my thoughts when the panel of people greeted me.

"Good morning Miss Parker."

"Good morning,"  I then proceeded to take a seat in the chair that was in front of them. In the corner of my eye though I caught Mr. Black staring at me with a faint smile. Strange, I thought. He probably only smiled because I wasn't dressed like it was a Friday night and was ready to party.

The longer I was in the room, the more relaxed I became. They wasted no time firing all their questions at me. What interests you about being a secretary at this company, and how would you rate your computer skills, were a few of them. 

I was maybe in there for about a half-hour, so I assume that was good news. I wasn't kicked out right away like a few of the candidates.

Leaving the company my whole body relaxed, I was told if I got the job I would hear from them by the end of the week. I wasn't positive id get it there were others there that were more qualified than I was. 

Before going straight home, I stopped at the coffee shop and grabbed some lunch. I was surprised when one of my coworkers handed me a letter that was left by prince charming. I wasn't going to wait until I got home today because I needed to go to the store and pick up a few grocery items. I was starting to run out of food. 

As I sat there eating my food, I opened up the letter.

Silver Haired Beauty,

First I want to say good luck with the interview, and I hope I see you there even if you don't see me. I wasn't positive if you would be in the coffee shop or not, today but I took my chances leaving this letter. Even if you didn't get it until tomorrow.

I hope to hear from you sometime in the future, I know right now you're still mad at me, but I won't give up. So until then, I'll keep writing to you.

Yours Truly, 

Prince Charming

Ugh! I want to cave so bad and write him back and tell him everything on my mind, but at the same time, I want him to keep trying for my forgiveness.  Asking my coworker for some paper I caved in and wrote him back.

Dear Mind games,

Yes, you read right mind games because that's what it seems your doing to me. I really shouldn't be writing you this, but at the same time, I want to yell at you. Honestly whatever you say in your letters from now on is really hard for me to trust you. What you did was an asshole move. I'm not sure when I'll be able to forgive you for what you did, but at least you know you messed up. I refuse to be a toy in someone's game.

Thank you for the flowers you have been giving me sometimes with my letters.  Well, this is it, for now, don't expect a response every time you write because I probably won't.

Sincerely,

Ava

Folding up the letter i addressed it to him and left the shop. I wasn't sure if he would be there later today so I needed to leave before he sees me.

Maybe I shouldn't have responded so quickly. I should have let him write a few more times to see what all he has to say. Maybe this was his plan all along. Get me to forgive him so easily and then BAM hit me with a nasty letter again. Great, now my minds all over the place again, can't he make up his mind. It's either you like me or don't talk to me at all because I refuse to be a toy in someone's game.

I just need to get my grocery shopping done and then go home and sleep for the rest of the day.