Hunger Games Interview Novels & Stories

Emily commented which made Lucius nod at her words. They began eating the delicious food Emily told the doctor that they will have for lunch. They didn’t share any experiences for they only let themselves savor in and satisfy their taste buds of the delicious meal. Once they were done, they placed the plate back onto the trays and drank the orange juices that were brought along. “So, Emily, how was the interview?” Lucius asked. He couldn’t contain the silence any longer that’s why he popped a question. “Frustrating.” She pouted, “My hematologist just won’t take I don’t know for an answer. She seemed to not be convinced.”

Amelie POV The candidates were taken in one at a time. I was the last person in the waiting room. Kill me now! I feel like I’m going to throw up. I glance down at my watch. It was already 5:30 pm. I should have eaten before I came. All I need is for my stomach to growl in the interview. Who was I kidding? I couldn’t eat before, and I was too nervous. “Ms. Cavanaugh,” Samira smiles, “Your turn, dear.”

I sighed sitting on the chair. "What was that about? You took so much time"Laurianne asked. "Well, Mr De Lucas was interviewing me again even after the online interview" I made some words up. "So? Your good right?"Serena asked and I nodded cracking my bottle open. "Won't you eat something?"Serena asked. "Nah! I'm good" Why the hell would I want to have more food when Diego stuffed me with fish bugger. "I really didn't get to know much about you guys. Why don't we reintroduce ourselves"I suggested.

, funny thing is that I actually remembered this interview. I had always hated people who were poor but I had a special affinity for them when they were suckers and prior to that interview I had experienced a greedy one, I couldn’t hide my absolute anger when I gave that interview, so I lashed out to all poor people, even Emberlynn was disappointed in me after she saw the interview. I look up to see Luca facing me, I discreetly look back and see, the end of the stairs behind me, it’s not a far fall but I'm too old to be pushed down and not leave scarred.

"Thank you, Mr. Hughes." He told me to take the elevator, yet he didn’t move aside. Instead, he just stared at me. "You’re one of the reporters covering today’s interview? Why didn’t I hear you ask any questions?" I lowered my gaze. "I just graduated and recently returned from studying abroad. I’m only an intern—I don’t have the qualifications to ask questions." "I see." His response was flat, as if he were lost in thought. Beside him, Linda shot me a sharp glare before speaking up.

I groan inwardly again knowing that people will remember me as the girl in coveralls with dirt all over her coming to a prestigious office like Styles Enterprises. Later, after an hour or two, I think I finished every game that I have on my phone waiting for Ben to finish from his board meeting. But as a reporter, I need to keep in mind that I need to have more patience upon interviewing this kind of high profiled person because I'm just starting and I'm already tasked to write an article about England's sweet darling of a manwhore. I should feel more privileged to be doing this, to be interviewing Benedict Styles. I'm already starving and my stomach's already hurting. It needs foods. My mou

I was desperate for no further interruptions now, as my anxiety was mounting. "I'm sorry, Lana, but I must begin anew." "What?" "No, I require something to eat; I am quite hungry." "Lana, this is an office, not a cafeteria." "Why are you being so unyielding, Caroline?" "Unyielding?" Caroline raised an eyebrow, her tone tinged with disbelief. "You are the one who has been avoiding my questions and prolonging this interview for the last hour. And now you claim to be hungry?" I shrugged, a blend of anxiety and defiance coursing through me. "I need something to soothe my nerves. This is quite challenging for me.”

Aiden Hermione's clearly not thinking clearly if she thinks I'll let her sit through a 45-minute interview on an empty stomach. She'd been close to fainting out there, and I suspect the flash of cameras overwhelmed her. I'm accustomed to the limelight, but this is a change for Hermione, who's never been extroverted or social. She's more comfortable in her hospital or home, surrounded by medical books or patients. The storm of reporters and cameras must have taken a toll on her, especially without food.

"Look what we have here." "Let me guess," Cayden's smile was sharp as a blade, "job interview?" I lifted my chin, refusing to be intimidated. "As a matter of fact, yes." "How interesting," Hughs said quietly, his red eyes burning into me. "And what kind of job are you interviewing for, exactly?" "That's none of your business." "Oh, but I think it is." Hank leaned against the elevator wall, clearly enjoying himself. "Especially if you're interviewing with one of our companies."

I can't just let them go. "Later there will be an interview with all the cast, plus Miss Yuki Carter, I will go. Are you okay?” Conversation between two nurses. "I will finish my shift right away to ask for Miss Yuki's autograph." Interview that I have a chance to take back the book that is due to me. I approached the Nurse and asked what Grandma could eat. "Hmmm. Miss Yuki's interview, what time will it be held and where?" my groin "Because I'm also a fan of his."