It is funny how it all started with an interview
Meet Melanie Be-truth, a young adult who migrated to America for a new start and opportunities. Intending to use her degree to acquire a well-paid job to set her foundation in a foreign country, she m...
"Wait, Hadrien did she say she is going out tonight?" The look of confusion on Arri's face as she ask her brother the question had me wondering if I am not an adult.
"Nope Arri, I don't think so. Aint no white boy getting in no one coochy tonight. I am not letting go of her." Did this boy really say that? I am laughing so hard that my head is starting to hurt.
"Mom and dad" Placing emphasis on the words as I spoke. "If you must know, It is an interview, I am meeting with the CEO of the company I will be working closely with. It is more of an interrogation than a date, I assure you." They both stood up, looking down at me as if I was lying. "If both of you are done playing mom and dad, I am going to get ready now."
"Can I help?" Arri asked but even though she was amazing in styling I wanted to do this on my own.
I smile at her and shook my head. "I want to accomplish this on my own however you can join Em and my Friday nights out and you can help me then." She seems to be ok with that answer so she agreed ad left.
What am I going to wear to this dinner? I quietly ask myself as I dug through my closet. I mean, he is a rich guy. I am not rich at all in fact I only have 200usd left. None of these clothes are above 500usd. How can I wear a cheap dress and be seen with the CEO of Solace? I just have to wear what I have. I won't put my head where it can not reach. I am not rich I can not afford Louis Vuitton or Givenchy dresses. I found a royal blue split thigh dress, I paired it with my clear pyramid heels and my white satchel bag with a gold bangle and my chain necklace.
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Hopefully, I am classy enough and I do not look like I tried too hard. Maybe I should ask the twins. "Arrieala! Hadrien! Come here please." A minute later they both poked their heads before entering.
Hadrien did a little wolf whistle while he motion me to turn around with his finger. I'm not gonna lie, I am feeling this look. I did a little spin for them hoping that I look great.
"How do I look?" I asked them
"Sis, if that CEO is married he will be signing those divorce papers tonight once he sees you. You are on fire." Arri being as extra as ever, deciding to just be thankful and accept the compliment
"Yea Lanie, she is not wrong you look hot sis. Just do be careful tonight and call me if anything goes down" Jamaican men
Okay, I will. It is 6:59 so my driver is supposed to be here by now. They watched me as I walk outside. But to my surprise, the car was already parked in my driveway but it looks super familiar like, deja vu.
"Hi good night, Are you miss Be-Truth? I am your driver from the Solace Comp" What! You got to be kidding me.
"You again? So all along you worked for Solace and pretended to be a rando? Is this dude for real." he gives me the creeps.
"First, I did not pretend, I offered to give you a drive to Solace. I did not tell you a lie or did I reveal who I was. It's wrong of you to assume and then accused." Damn he got a point.
"Lets keep this professional, Mr...?"
"The name is Carlos." He held the car door open and I climbed in. He made no move to converse with me. I was not in the mood anyway but I knew that I had to build my spirit up before going to that dinner. And since my lovely driver does not want to talk to me I am going to engage in a very productive session with Tik Toc.
A couple of minutes passed then the car came to a stop.
"We have arrived Miss Be-Truth" Carlos formally said. To my surprise he came around and opened the door, reaching out his hand for me to hold onto. After all, it is part of the job.
"Well thank you Great Sir Carlos." I sarcastically said smirking at him as he gently pulled me out of the car.
"When you enter give them your name and you will be escorted to your table." What was I going to do, walk in and shouted for Mr. Solace? However, I just thank him and entered the building pushing my bitchiness aside.
"Hello, Good night. My name is Miss Be-Truth. I am supposed to meet someone here." The brunette lady just continued to look at the paper not even raising her head to look at me. Suddenly her facial expression changed as she found something on her paper interesting.
"I apologize Miss Be-Truth please follow me." What is wrong with these people? Since yesterday everything has been weird with everyone I have come in contact with. She lead me past the open tables, and through a couple of staged VIP rooms until we arrived at lounge six. As she opened the doors colours of brown, beige and burgundy greeted me. Nothing like the main lounge, this was richer and modern. The tables and chairs were made totally different. The aroma was so different, giving a feeling of heaven.
Classy people were chatting away while they ate their food minding their own business and I must say I like it.
"Don't for a second think that they are not watching you these people are the worst" I think she read my mind.
She led me up the stairs and told me to take Table 10. I did as I was told only to be met with a pair of beautiful hazel eyes glancing up at me.
