《His one and only》II
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CASSIDYS POV-
Think happy thoughts Cassidy. Think happy thoughts.
Think positive!
I kept chanting in my head as I drove into the busy streets of New York. I was tapping the steering wheel in anxiousness.
The head quarters of Andersons Industries is a beautiful magnificent building with 50 floors. It's one if the tallest buildings in the city. There are about five branches here is New York but this one is the main one.
Memories flooded again.
The same office, the same story.
My story.
No. No. No! I'm here for an interview. I need to be professional. I'll be meeting the HR manager and not him at least that is what I was told . Besides, he's probably in his office, face buried in paperwork and his dear laptop. Like he always did.
Typical.
I entered the basement parking and was checked up by the security guard.
"Hello ma'am-" The security guard paused and gave me a shocked look. Nooo. He can't be recognizing me. No.
The staff here changes every two years, so it's rare for the same person to be in the head quarters and not some other branch. Other than the CEO, COO and board of directors the staff changes regularly branch to branch.
"Hi. I won't be long." I smiled and took the parking number from the security guard as he stood there gaping at me. I quickly drove away and found myself a good parking spot.
I rode the elevator to the ground floor lobby and found the receptionists' desk.
"Hi. I'm here for an interview."
"Are you Miss Valentine?" The receptionist asked, she was a red head with green eyes and her badge says Miranda
People who are red headed and green eyed are the most rare to find in real life, How do I know? I have a Five year old who is all about the 'amazing facts' life.
I smile thinking about my angel, and looked up back to the receptionist.
"Yes. I am, Miranda." I teased.
"Do I know you?" She asked rather shocked.
"No. Your name's on your badge." I smiled. She laughed.
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"Oh. Right! You got me right there. Anyways, you're late."
"What?!"
"Yeah. But I can help you out-"
"Yes!-"
"If you have treat me to some food place after you get the job." She smiled, we are going to good friends, I thought.
"Yes! Of course! I really need this job!"
"31st floor. Interview Room. Run along now." She waved me off cheerfully. "I never got your name!" She yelled. I turned and smiled,"It's Cassidy." I yelled back and ran to the elevator which was about to close. I managed to squeeze myself in. I gave the people inside the elevator a embarrassed smiles and focused. I was afraid that I might be visibly shaking 'cause my innards are shaking.
Calm down, Cassie. Calm down. You got this. You managed to raise a beautiful 5 year old girl without a husband. You managed to share your nutella with Sofia. This is just chicken to you. Calm down. You got this. I gave myself a mental talk as the elevator dinged at 31st floor.
I reached the 31st floor and exited the lift. The space was very clean and orderly. Frosted glass panels everywhere and it seemed that this floor is just conference rooms. I spotted 3 conference rooms and another smaller version at the far side of the floor. I made sure to walk the other way around from the conference room that seemed to be occupied on my way to the interview room. I stopped on the door in front of me. It read, 'Interview Room'. I took a deep calming breath and knocked.
Twice.
I'm sooo stupid! Why would I knock twice?! Argh.
I was cut out of my reverie as a womanly voice answered,
"Come in."
Woman. Yes. Okay. Good. Great
I entered the room which revealed an old woman in her 60s, sitting in front of a desk. She was petite and was wearing a white blouse and a gray pencil skirt. Her bobbed silver hair completed her look.
"Good morning, ma'am." I greeted. The lady smiled, people here seem to be very polite ,that is good.
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"I assume you must be Cassidy, you are the only one remaining in my interview list." She spoke politely. She gestured for me to take a seat.
I took the seat in front of her desk.
"Yes, ma'am. My name is Cassidy Valentine." I said and handed her my resume. Her eyebrows furrowed at me.
"I think I have heard of that name before. Have we met?"
NO. NO. NO. She can't be recognizing me. Besides, Anderson's PA was different when we had divorce. Maybe she just read some file with my name on it.
"Miss Valentine?" I zoned out again.
"I'm sorry but I think we haven't met before." I offered a smile.
"Oh. Maybe I just mistook you with someone else. I am getting old dear. That's why I'm looking for a replacement." She smiled as she opened and went through my resume.
Fingers crossed.
She asked a few questions and I managed to answer them.
"Finally, one girl with the perfect requirement. You surely are getting the job, my dear, but your position is not yet decided. I will confirm it with you day after tomorrow that is, if you are interested in working here." Relief flushed through me.
"Sure, ma'am. I am interested in a job here. It would be my pleasure" I said.
"Oh! How rude of me to not introduce myself, my name is Lisa Mayor, so stop calling me ma'am." She smiled.
"Sure, Lisa." I stood up.
"Thank you for coming."
"I will see you soon, bye." I said and waved at her as she waved back. I shut the door and released a happy sigh. I started walking to the elevators when my phone rang. I frantically searched for it in my bag. I heard the other elevator ding and my phone was still making that unearthly sound of a ringing bell. Then, the strangest thing happened, I smelled that strong musky scent I was very well acquainted to. I shook my head to get rid of the thought and fished my phone and answered it, seeing it was Sofia.
"Hey Sof."I entered the lift that just arrived in front of me. "How is she?" I heard the door close behind me. I pressed the basement parking button.
"We have a surprise for you!" Sofia yelled over a very loud music which was playing in the background.
"We do Mommy!" I heard my little Anna yell in the background.
"I can't wait to get home." I smiled at my own reflection.
Soon, I reached the parking and got into my car, when I was leaving the campus the security guard, this time, sent me a full fledged polite smile which I returned.
I went back to Sofia's and knocked as Sofia opened the door. She was wearing a dirty apron and had a spatula in her hand which I assume had cookie dough in it. I didn't bother and hugged her. "I got the job!" I exclaimed. I saw Anna come from behind the door. Horror took over me. She had cookie dough all over her body and her face was covered with flour.
I pushed Sofia back and she realized I saw Anna.
"We were just baking some cookies." She beamed. I was about to reply back when I felt something dripping on my dress. I looked down and saw dough all over me. It seems hugging Sofia was a bad idea.
"Sofia get ready 'cause I am going to kill you!" I yelled and walked towards Sofia as she ran to the kitchen.
I ran behind her. Anna followed us into the kitchen, laughing. When I was about to catch her, everything went white. I opened my eyes and saw Sofia laughing. I realized that Sofia threw flour on me. I took the eggs which were kept beside me and threw them on Sofia. Then, Anna's adorable laughter filled the room.
"So this is the surprise? I have a new target! Anna!" I ran after my daughter around the kitchen.
Seems like today's gonna be fun.
And a little messy.
Just a little.
I feel like everything is putting into place. What could go wrong?
Maybe everything.
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