The Interview

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Shawn's POV

"Taylor Caniff is one of the youngest richest men in New York. You have to get this job!" My friend Jack (J) exclaimed. "I know" I say as I looked at her threw the mirror fixing my tie.

"Alright I have to leave before I'm late" I said before grabbing my phone, and walking out my front door. I got in my black Range Rover, and started it pulling out of my driveway.

I headed to the officer firm where I would be getting interviewed. I am beyond nervous about this. Firstly because I really need this job, and secondly Taylor Caniff is interviewing me.

I pulled into the parking lot of the firm, and parked my car. I looked in my rear-view mirror one last time before exiting my car. I looked up at the high standing building. I sighed before making my ways to the doors that led in the 'Caniff Firm'

I walked through the double doors, and into the lobby of the highly decorated building. I walked straight to the big desk where a young, friendly looking women sat with a earpiece placed inside of her ear.

"How may I help you?" She asked as I approached the desk. "Umm I'm here for a interview, Shawn Mendes" I told her. "Ah Ok I'll tell Mr.Caniff I'm sending you up" She said. The women handed me a card to put in to get into the elevator.

I grabbed it, and thanked her walking towards the elevator. I stuck the key in the sensor thing, and waited for the doors to slide open. A few seconds later it opened, and I stepped in pressing the 80th floor, which was the highest floor, and where all the big dogs where located.

It took about three minutes to arrive on the 80th floor since it was so high. I smoothed out my suit before stepping out the elevator, and walking to the end of the hall. I stood in front of the door with the words 'Caniff' written on it.

I let out a shaky breath before knocking on the door. "Who is it?" A voice from Inside, which I'm guessing is the one and only Taylor Caniff. "Umm Shawn Mendes" I answered his question. "Come in" Taylor said.

I turned the door knob, and opened the door stepping into the room. Taylor sat behind a desk in a leather computer chair. "Take a seat" He motioned towards the two chairs placed in front of is desk. I walked towards him, and sat down nervously.

Taylor looked me up and down with his bottom lip between his teeth. "You got the job" Taylor spoke. "But you di-" he cut me off. "Do you want the job or not?" Taylor asked. "Yes" I say. "Then you got it" Taylor said.

"When do I start?" I ask. "Tomorrow six am" Taylor said. "Oh and one more question. Are you Gay?" Taylor asked. "Yes.." I say a little reluctant. "Good, now you can leave" Taylor said. "Umm ok bye" I say before getting up and leaving.

That was a weird 'Interview'

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