I had just graduated college a month ago and had applied for my dream job, being a professor, a math professor to be precise. A lot of people say that they hate math but I love it. I have two passions; teaching and math so it was the perfect job! I had applied for the job at the school I graduated from and I was sure to get it. They knew I was great at math and teaching. I would love to make a contribution to somebody's education.
I was sitting on the couch while waiting for the letter that would decide my job. On the couch with me were my two best friends and roomies.
On my left was Mindy Westerfield. She was smart, sweet and very tough. Her hair was light brown with blond tips. She had deep green eyes and she wore red hipster glasses. They really suited her. She always wore a fancy top and casual jeans.
I hate jeans. I always feel like they're trying to strangle my legs.
On my right was Charlotte Roseline. Her last name was actually pronounced Rosiline. We call Charlotte, Char for short. I actually like Charlotte better but I got used to calling her Char. Char was a little shy, gossipy and very sweet. She loves fashion. She wasn't very good at school though. She has short, puffy black hair that goes down to her chin. Her eyes were dark brown.
In the middle of both of them was me. My name is Erise Limberdale. You've probably never heard of the name Erise, that's because it's made up. My mom is an artist and my dad is a writer, so it's no suprise they used creativity for my name. I am a casual, nice person. I am really good at math and I always wear sweat pants and a t-shirt. I have dirty blonde hair and light blue eyes.
We all live in a condo on the third floor. I looked into my friends eyes, we were all so nervous. I wasn't the only one who was waiting for a letter from their dream job, so was Char and Mindy. Char had applied to a writing job at Vogue and Mindy had applied to a job at Animal Planet as an animal biologist. We had been sitting on our purple couch doing nothing but waiting for half an hour.
My hands started to tremble when I heard the door bell ring.
"Ding Dong!"
I got up and softly said "I'll get it..." To Mindy and Char.
I walked to the door and unwillingly opened it. A brunette boy wearing a baseball cap was at the door. He was wearing a mailman uniform and his cap said "MAIL" on it. He looked about sixteen. It wasn't our usual mailman.
"Hi, I assume your the new mailman.. What happened to Gary?" I asked.
"Oh he retired."
I remembered Gary's white hair and cane. He was old... I was kind of happy he retired because every time he brought us a package he looked like he was braking his back.
"I've got four letters for you gals." He said.
I grabbed the letters out of his hands in excitement.
"Bye!" I said to the new mailman.
I closed the door. I sat on my spot on the couch. I looked at the first letter. It was just a bill! I through it on to the coffee table. The next letter was Mindy's. I handed it to her. Then I handed Char her's. There it was, right in my hand, the letter of my future job. I tore the top off and pulled the letter out. I was too exited to read it, so I just read the last sentence inside myself. "Miss Limberdale I am very sorry to inform you that there are no job openings this year, please apply again next year." No! There had to be a mistake! I read the letter from bottom to end, word to word just incase. I felt a small cold tear falling down my face. I looked at my two friends. They both looked disappointed. In fact Char was crying. It was no surprise that Mindy wasn't. In all the time I've known her I had only seen her cry three times.
1. When she broke her leg.
She was late for a class president meeting and fell down the stairs.
2. When her father died.
Her father had a heart attack last year and sadly past away.
3. When Liam proposed to her but she said no.
Liam is her ex-boyfriend that proposed to her back in Florida. Actually she wanted to say yes and they both loved each other but Mindy was going to move to New York for college and her dream job and she couldn't ask Liam to leave his whole life behind for her.
So obviously Mindy doesn't cry for nothing.
"Did you guys get the jo-" I burst into tears.
"Obviously you didn't." Char laughed while crying.
Mindy just stared at her letter.
"Why didn't you guys get the job? They said I didn't have enough experience..." She said her last sentence softly with disappointment.
"They said my test notes weren't high enough! Who needs school for FASHION!!!!!!????" She yelled in anger.
She sniffled.
"They didn't have space for me, they said I should apply again next year..." I said staring at my feet.
Mindy stood up with a smile on her face.
"Then why are you sad?!" She said.
"You will defiantly get the job next year!" Char added.
"Maybe but not for sure, so what's the point of being happy?" I said.
"What's the point being sad?" Char said.
They didn't wait for an answer.
"Come on let's watch tv!" Mindy said as she grabbed the remote.
"I'll make dinner." Char said.
She was really good at cooking. She walked into the kitchen but not exactly because the kitchen was already in the living room.
Mindy turned on Animal Planet. She loved that sort of stuff but I only let her watch the shows about cute pets because snakes, alligators, spiders and animals like that freaked me out. It was just my luck when a two hour documentary about venomous snakes came on.
"Mindy!!" I yelled.
"Please, it's a new one!" She pleaded.
"No."
"Can I at least record it?" She said.
"Only if you watch it when I'm not around." I said.
"Fine."
She said and pushed the record button.
I took the remote from her. I flipped through channels until I found an episode of Modern Family. I had already watched it but I didn't care because I loved that show... The only sounds were my laughter and Char making dinner.
After a while Char said: "Dinner's ready!"
She had made my favorite, chicken and noodles.
We ate silently until Mindy said; "We should go job hunting tomorrow but not for the jobs we wanted, for temporary jobs."
She seemed exited about her idea.
"Ok." Char and I said.
After eating, Mindy went to her room and grabbed a shredder.
"My dad use to say; if you don't get rid of something then your mind won't forget it. It's true. When I broke up with my first boyfriend I lied in my bed and moped for two days, then me and my dad burnt all his pictures in a bonfire we made in our backyard and I felt better. But I don't think the neighbors would be very happy if we made a bonfire in the building so we'll just have to shred the letters..."
I handed her my letter. She put it in the shredder. It made me feel so good and warm inside! Then she shredded her and Char's letters. They both looked relived.
We all went to bed early. I was too tired to fall asleep. I lied on my soft pillow staring at the wall for hours. Finally I gave up. I got out of bed made myself some tea and walked towards the balcony with a blanket. I sat on the comfortable bed like chair and put my blanket on. I took a sip and then put my tea on the small table. I realized that there was someone in the other chair. It was Mindy. She was staring at the stars blankly.
"Your the last person I would expect out here." I said.
"What do you mean?"
"I mean your so tuff! Are you upset over a job?"
"Of course not! I'm upset because since I didn't get the job I should of said yes to Liam! I miss him!"
Her eyes sparkled at the thought of him.
"You know, it's getting late lets just sleep..."
I couldn't bother to get up so I just fell asleep on the chair.