"Your mom and i were talking while you guys were up there," She looks behind me "Where is he anyways?"
"In his room,he told me he'd be down in a sec" I tell her, unsure of what to say.
" So as i was saying, your mom and i were talking and she told me you we currently in need of a job and i thought it was perfect because i am looking for an assistant for Will i have actually been in search for a while now and from what your mom has shown me you are beyond qualified to be his assistant"
I feel my mom squeeze my hand her smile even wider than Mrs Patridge's.
She says something to me but her voice sounds distant, far away the last two words of Mrs Patridge's last sentence still ringing in my head like a bell
Me?His Assistant?
"And i know he'd be more than happy to have you as his assistant," She tells me taking both of my hands in her warm ones "It couldn't be more perfect trust me you'll love working with him"
I could feel my mom beaming next to me, i can't look at her I'm afraid she'll see through my shaky smile because yes this is perfect and everything i have been asking for if not more but why don't i feel happy, why did my heart drop, why am i scared why don't i want it to be real.
Maybe because you just told your soon to be boss that he is an asshole and a airhead?
Those are some not so nice Adjectives.
If i had heard this news thirty minutes ago i would have had a much better response.
"You'd discuss the technicalities like the pay,work hours and stuff like that with William"
"Discuss what with William?" I hear him ask as he enters the kitchen his spicy scent filling the room.
Perfect.