Cherry on Black

Chapter 2

Cherry

I walked into the office and forgot my senses, not because the place was all glass, like water glass and ice like floor, (only God knows how they did that) but because the place was shiny, really shiny. You know when I watch cartoons and see how they put sparkles to exaggerate how clean...let me rephrase that, to exaggerate how squeaky and extravagantly spotless clean the place is, I could see it.

The sparks were winking at me

My jaw fell in awe, even as I walked, the sound of my heels showed that the room was stainless. I almost fell on the floor to kiss it. Someone cleared his throat

'Are you done marrying my office' he asked frowningly. I turned to the guy and tilted my head. He wore a mask, a white mask and he was dressed in white. Wow!

'Is today Halloween? I didn't know' I marvelled

'Excuse me?'

'Your mask, is today Halloween?' I asked taking my seat. 'What are you suppose to be? An Angel in disguise?' I chirped with my hands on my cheeks. I couldn't even see his eyes because of the tinted silver glass so I saw no expression. 'Are you smiling or amuse? Are you confuse or disgusted? Are you shy? Are you confuse like I am? Are y....oooh, cookies!' I chirped and made to take from the see through cookie jar but he swat my hand

'Don't you have manners!'

'Wow! You have a wonderful voice, deep but sounds someone seductive and swoon worthy. So silky, so soft and pleasant' I cooed and giggled. He tilted his head and growled. 'You look like a dog with that....' I cupped my mouth, I forgot I was talking to the Almighty boss. What's his name again

'Do you know who you're showing such insolent to?' He growled

'I'm trying to remember, give me a minute' I said nervously hitting my head. 'God, I'm going to mess thus interview again, Browne and Blue will kill me' I soliloquies out loud. I have that bad habit of voicing out my thoughts. Stupid! Not all my thoughts, just when I'm nervous or scared or confuse or over excited.

I think he chuckled

I cleared my throat and adjusted in my seat

'I'm sorry sir. I usually mess up every time. Can you pretend that I just came here and didn't humiliate myself? You really don't need to....in fact, wait' I stood up and rushed out. I came back again and sat down. 'Good morning sir, may I sit?'

He said nothing, I could technically feel his amused stare piercing into my skin

'Sir?'

'Seat' I sat down

'Thank you sir'

'What's your name, degree, qualification and reasons you think you should be hired?' He asked briskly. The first questions are easy

'My name is Cherry Kemi Queens. I'm a computer scientist with a master degree in computer engineering and as for why I'm here, I don't know' I shrugged. 'I'm jobless, I need money to rent an apartment to escape my mom and her endless give me grandchildren ranting. I need space, I need to breathe and need to just do something for me' I said nonchalantly. I sighed and closed my legs together with my hands between my legs

He stared at me intensely

At least I think he did

'What's my name?'

'I dunno. My brother got me this interview'

'You don't know my name?'

'I guess I'm disqualified, huh?' I asked sadly