Bab 2: JOB INTERVIEW
Daniella Collon
"Hi, I'm Daniella. I'm here...". I was cut off by her holding her hand in the air, telling me to keep quiet.
I was finally at the mansion. Her in America, Beverly hills is on of the richest places to live in. Immediately, I go to the Mansion, I felt so small, I felt useless, I felt like I could have accomplished a lot, if only I had furthered my education to college.
The only skill I had, was keeping a home neat, even thinking of it, made me feel so useless. But I could not start, wallowing in hurt, and whatnot. I needed to feed myself, and pay my debts and bills, there was no light at the end of the tunnel for me, it was ONLY suffering I was made for.
After walking past the gate, I could see there were a lot of servants in the compound. Everyone of them, was neatly dressed in the same uniform. i was being ushered be a middle aged man into the Mansion.
As I walked past the huge glass walls, I couldn't help but stop to look at myself. My brown hair was so unkept, in a tight bun, anyone would know, I went to a cheap hairdresser. I had to wear heels to look professional and also, because of my petite height.
I had gotten leaner, and my lips looked so pale, but I used my lip balm, every five minutes on them. The only beautiful thing I could still call beautiful in myself was my eyes, my hazel eyes. I sighed deeply, saw the middle aged man give me a weird look, and continued walking. Did he see me checking out myself?
He opened two huge wooden doors, and we both walked in. It felt like I was in heaven. Everything, was made of either gold, silver or platinum. I was so mesmerized by my surroundings. There were paintings on each wall. It reminded me of Noah. He loved art so much too.
I sighed, and followed the man, there were servants still walking or should I say running up and down to get their work done.
Stoping in front of a very huge kitchen, the man stopped and looked at me. "Wait here". He said, and walked away.
I just stood there admiring the kitchen. it was so beautiful, the plates which were made of gold, shone brightly. The sink was a different kind of sink. It was the exact replica of what Kim Kardashian had in her kitchen. 'Yes, I know who she is'. I learnt about her, while babysitting.
A woman in her, sixties, maybe, entered the kitchen, her hair was black, it looked like it just got dyed. Her make up was light, but with a red matte lipstick, which made her look sexy, even for her age. She wore a maroon coloured gown, which stopped below her knees, and a golden belt wrapped around her waist, which made her pale skin, look really nice. Her black polished shoe, clicked with the black tiles as she walked.
She walked with her head held high, and with so much elegance. She had with two ladies, surely, in their late twenties or early thirties. The one on her left, had porcelain skin and black hair, while the other had, tanned skin and blonde hair. They all walked elegantly into the kitchen, and stopped in front on me, and the elderly woman smiled.
Rasing her hand to tell me to stop talking was quiet harsh.
"I know who you are Daniella. You sent in your resume, didn't you? ". She asked, and I nodded my head, and stared at my feet.
Again, I was feeling small. I started at my washed up blue jeans, and my worn out black Snickers. I felt so small. I started to play with the hell of my black polo shirt.
"When I talk, look at me!". The elderly woman raised her voice at me, earning a chuckle from the girl on her left. I jumped at the sound of her voice, and looked her in the eye.
"Shut up Veronica!". She said to the girl on the right. I smiled, and saw the other girl on the right, smiling too.
"The master is not around. So, I won't waste my time here. These girls would be working with you, and they would be your roommates. When the master gets back from his two week trip, I'll introduce you to him, understand? ". She said at a length. I was so confused. Did that mean, that I got the job?
"You can call me Paula, Madam Paula. I hate lazy and dirty people. If you are given a job, stick to it and don't make a mess. Your first salary for this week would be sent to you by noon. And I hate slow-witted people. Here, you have to be on your toes. The Master doesn't take any form of nonsense from anyone. You would only refer to him as Master, and nothing else. since you were dear the first time, I'll ask again!. Do. I. make. myself. clear?! ". She asked taking a step closer to me. I gulped.
"Y.. yes Madam Paula". I said stammering. This woman really knows how to scare the shit out of me.
She smiled. "Good." She gave me a once-over, and she looked at me with disgust. "I'll send Lorna to give you your uniform, and also clean you up. Do you have any questions?." She asked arching her eyebrow at me.
" Does that mean, I'm hired?". I asked, because I thought I was only coming here for an interview, but I don't understand what was going on here.
She put her Palm on her temple, like she was frustrated, and Veronica just rolled her eyes. What was her deal?!.
She sighed deeply. "Yes, You are HIRED!. Now, wait here, I'll send Lorna to you". She said, and left with the two girls.
I wanted to scream out in joy, but everyone would look at me like some kind of freak. So I just fist bumped the air. Never in hell did I think my day would turn out like this.
I don't know if this was God or just good luck, but I'm grateful to both of them.
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