An assistant For The Billionaire

“Anna!” I hear Jauna voice echo in my dream for the tenth time in seconds, and it’s beginning to feel real, why in gods green earth will a human been be this loud and still be in existence, “ Anna wake the fuck up!” She yells throwing something metallic at me.

What the fuck Jauna “ I curse as I sluggishly force myself eyes open , just to meet a replica of penny wise staring at me, she was grinning from ear to ear, like a mischievous devil, and she only does that when she had something up her sleeves.

“ what is it this time?” I asked, obviously uninterested, she shrugged a little, then hopped on the bed, “ hey, it’s not about me this time around!” She pushes me slightly then yanks the duvet away.

“ Juana I am down with a bad headache__”, staring at the side clock, “it’s just 11 o’clock I need sleep” I whine a little, “ well no sleep, you have a job interview” she said making me smirk, who does an interview at night?.

“ Yeah I know, kindly get out,” she had done it again, one of her silly tricks I said , closing my head with the duvet, she’s more like a bee, who wouldn’t stop buzzing, “ I am serious Anna!” She pulls the duvet again and frustration finds its way in my heart.

“ ok, what interview?” I ask, supporting myself with my elbow. She reaches over, then pulls out an envelope from wherever she kept it. “ Someone dropped this__’’ she tore it open, “ he said, it was a test from the famous Lopez company. ``She said.

I rolled my eyes slightly, why would a company send hard copy mails, all my resume has my email address boldly written on it.

I tore it open, while Jauna played drum rolls, how can she be more excited than I am, there’s something about this interview she’s not telling me, I arch my brow at her, she twitches anytime she lies.

“ hey!” She urges while tapping her thighs, i tore it open, bringing out a sheet of paper, reading through it line by line like my life depends on it, “uhm”

“ why the fuck will I be interviewed by this time, what’s the time check” I said jumping from the bed, I have only an hour and thirty minutes to prepare, it’s been a three months looking for a job now and I got one, and it had to be the weird one.

“ fast Anna” She yells as she throws my clothes on the bed, “ choose something” she rough handles them, but they were her specialty, she dressed to perfection, even when they were horrible color blends she flaunts them so well it becomes a trend.

“ wear this” she tosses a yellow Chiffon and a straight skirt, “wear this” she commands, I weigh the dress, but I don’t have the liberty to choose, or make rejections, I slip into it immediately, as I rush over to get my flats.

“ fuck! be fast” she urged tossing her keys on my body, “ take the car keys ”, when they say Fine wine taste better with age, but my car is nothing like a car, and having it in the middle of the road at night is risky, but who makes an interview at such a late hour of the day, it’s so late, the interviewer should be asleep now with his friends and family.

Maybe they are trying to test my loyalty, it’s the best paying job anyway, maybe I have to work for it, I perk Juana cheek, before leaving the house,” wish me luck” I say to her, while trying to fit my flats on my feet, this floppy flats has refused to stay put on my petite feet and it’s not funny.

It feels like something is stuck in there. my phone buzzes, Jauna is calling “ hey get the hell out of the garage already” she yelled over the phone, “ yea sure thing mom” I hear her giggle, before I turn the engine on, I could never be late to an occasion with Juana, she more like a human clock,

The drive from Clifton to linden wasn’t a long one, took couple an hour but I still made it, to the company,

Sigh

There’s just a bulb flickering on and off, just outside the gate, it shows no sign of security at all, it feels like I am gradually moving into hell itself. As perspiration found their way down the car seat, I am dripping wet under a well conditioned car.

“ there should be law suing them for this” a hiss had escaped my lips even before I could think of it, as I turn the engines off, from what I saw in the mail this should be the place for the interview, on the last floor as written in the email that would be where the interview would be held.

I stepped down from the car adjusting on my flats, which was oddly slipping because of heat, then I walked towards the bars, it opened automatically making my heart skip.

Oh it’s an automatic gate Anna, stop being a wimp already, I caution myself, heading toward the foyer leading to the elevator, it's so hard having to navigate my way through an interview, knowing fully well that this place should be full of life.

I picked up my phone just immediately, calling Jauna “ done?” She asked just immediately, “ uhm, it’s so quiet here, for some weird reason I think I should come back home” I said rather shakenly as my feet began to jitter.

“ I will call 911,” she said, then ended the call.

The guards should have attended to this instead, then the receptionists and other staff would attend to me when I enter at least, but here I am being totally afraid in my own clothes.

The elevator door chimes. Signaling the beginning of my misery , as I stumble against a wide foyer, I see the glass edge. It was a see-through office.But seeing through it was harder now that it was dark all the way round, the walls were painted brown for weird reasons but to match the off white marble floor.

I see a desk right outside, it’s of a lighter shade of brown, and it’s perfect, obviously from a cherry tree, running my hands through it. It's perfectly smooth as well, damn I am In Love I wish mine at home would be as smooth and alluring as this.

I hear the elevator chime behind me making me gasp as I stare at it, who is that?.