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Yes, this one is not. We'll see how this one looks like. No! It definitely doesn't match me, I'm going to try this one... not either! Actually, I don't know what to wear to go to that interview, I was fring a lot of clothes in my wardrobe.

Maybe Agatha was right about my clothes, but what mattered to me was how I felt and that's why I didn't care if other people didn't like it, but this time she had to look good for that interview, she had waited a long time for an opportunity as she is and I didn't want to spoil everything. I needed the money, in case my apartment needed a good remodeling and with my expenses I have been seeing them with difficulty lately.

I went to a website to see the possible combinations in clothes, but it was difficult for me, I only kept casual clothes. I remembered Agatha.

I went to W******p, I saw that Agatha had already put a state with Peter.

It never changes!

She was only with him for a moment and she already thought she was in love. Anyway, I have to write to him:

Hello, Agatha, are you awake?

Five minutes later:

Good morning, America, I'm just getting up, why?

"I need a little help."

"Tell me?" If I can help you with pleasure, I will do it.

"It's about I have a job interview today, but you know how I am with my clothes, I needed you to help me choose a suitable outfit, can you?"

"Of course it is!" Just wait for me to finish breakfast and see you at the mall, okay?

I took a bath, put on a white shirt with a Guns N' Roses logo, light denim pants and white Nike. I combed my hair to make a tail, I posed back and forth in the mirror, I noticed that in the corner there was a red cap, I think it won't look bad for me. I closed the door of my apartment tightly, it apparently had the lock a little damaged, I had to do a trick so that it could close.

"If you want, I can come one day and see what I can do for her," my neighbor suggested.

"If it's not too much trouble, I would appreciate it," I greeted him as I left.

The bus stop was busy, there was nowhere to sit, perfect, I took the rush hour and now I will have to endure all this noise. Luckily I was walking my hearing aids, so the trip would be less suffocating.

I didn't like to travel by bus, it was stressful for me to be feeling bad odors, people who pass by pushing you or fill you with some drink or food. If I started working, the first thing I would do would definitely buy a car.

•

I arrived at the mall, but I still didn't look at Agatha, according to her, she was going to wait for me at the cell phone accessories kiosk, but I can't find her.

"Are you here yet?" I wrote to him.

"In about ten minutes I'll be arriving, are you already there?"

"Yes, I just came, I'm already at the kiosk."

"Ok."

•

"Excuse me, but the traffic was super heavy," Agatha was approaching.

"Tell me, I have to endure the whole trip to those people."

"Well, what do you mean, would you like to buy?"

"I have these options," I showed him photos from my gallery.

"But these that you teach me are not impressive at all, America, to go to an interview you must be very presentable."

"That's why I asked you for help."

"Come, come on," he took my hand.

•

"To begin with, you have to put on makeup too, don't think it's just going well dressed and that's it." No, I understand that from the first time you have to impact—he betweentwined his arm with mine while pointing to me with luxuries and details.

I was just listening to Agatha, I had no idea what she was telling me, meanwhile I looked around at all the mannequins carrying bags and clothes with extravagant colors.

We stopped at a store, Agatha was looking at the place and suggested that we enter.

"Good morning, ladies, how can we help you?" the receptionist asked.

"Don't worry, she's coming with me and I'll show her clothes." Agatha smiled at her.

"Are you sure of all this?" I frowned.

"What do you think of this?" showing me a rather erotic suit.

"Agatha, it's supposed to be an interview that I'm not going to a table dance," I turned my eyes.

"I know, my dear, but what do we know if such a handsome guy appears in your interview, it would be an extra help if you come showing a little of that ass you have," he squeezed it for me.

"I want to earn the position because of my abilities, not because of my body, Agatha, I wouldn't care, I will be a professional, not a whore."

"Well, it's advice that I want you to keep in mind, in this life it's about seeing the opportunities and not wasting it, a little action wouldn't hurt you."

"Will we look for the clothes yes or no?" Tell me, because I asked you for help with that, not for your harlot advice.

"Now!" Calm down, how bitter you get sometimes, America, I was just kidding.

"You and your jokes..."

We would rebutt the breastplates over and over again, time went by, but we still didn't find the special outfit until...

"What do you think of this shirt with this skirt?" he showed me from the other end.

It was a black skirt of a type of soft material, the shirt was intense red and had certain well-worked edges on the chest, it had an executive touch, there were also bright black heels.

"They don't really look bad, I'll try them on how it fits me," I went into the dressing room.

I left the dressing room to show her how the whole set looked for Agatha.

"You look super beautiful!" putting your hands in your mouth with emotion. "just look at yourself, you look like a queen."

"How exaggerated you are on some occasions," I felt sorry.

•

I arrived at my apartment, I reviewed some of the things I had to do such as my behavior, the way I sat or talked, I didn't want anything to go wrong. I made sure I didn't have anything left and I went out.

This time I would go by taxi.

•

The taxi went around and round more times, traffic was stopped, some drivers sounded the horn repeatedly, it seems that at that time everyone wants to get to their destinations literally going crazy.

There was a huge turquoise blue building, on the ceiling it had huge letters that combined with the glasses.

DMORGAN & ASSOCIATES

I hadn't entered and the nerves were already beginning to take over me, but previously I was working with breathing exercises for this type of case and they were really working for me.

One, two, three, four, five, six... ten. Take a deep breath, America.

I arrived at the reception and there was a young woman, she wore a little similar to Agatha's suggestions when we were in the store, she had a semi-fastened shirt, her breasts were highlighted, she had glasses and a flirtatious look.

"Welcome to DMORGAN & ASSOCIATES, could I help you with anything?" he loved his glasses.

"Yes, my name is America and I was contacted through an email for an interview."

"Wait a moment," he oscillated in his chair, "perfect, go to the main room, wait a little that will make you pass in a few minutes."

•

I sat down, the chairs were thin, maybe three more people were with me.

"Are you coming for the work they offered?" one behind my back asked me.

"Yes, I'm a little nervous," I rub my hands.

"It's normal, is this your first time?" he checked his briefcase.

"That's right," I smiled.

"I remember the same thing happened a few years ago when I was just starting in the labor field," he ordered some documents.

"How old are you working?" I wanted to know.

"I have about fifteen years of experience, I have worked in various companies, but this one contacted me because they are in the process of growing."

Perfect, a guy who has more than half of my life against a girl who is just about to leave her career.

That had frustrated me a little, I accept it.

•

After calling the guy behind him, he came out happy.

"I did it!" he exclaimed with smiles waving his arms, "lucky," he told me.

I heard my name through a horn, it was my turn.

There was a gray desk, a laptop on the desk and a guy who was writing something.

"Good morning," I said hello.

The guy hadn't even realized that I had arrived. How rude!

"Good morning!" I raised my tone.

He scratched raising his gaze.

"Welcome, is your name?"

America.A.

"America?"

—Ferg.

"Well, I'll check your resume."

•

"I see that you don't have experience yet."

"That's right, I'm studying my last year of my career, but I'm someone able to adapt and learn very quickly."

"How much would you like to earn?"

"Well... right now the priority is not quantity, but to take experience, but I would like to be paid according to my abilities."

Wow, I hadn't forgotten what I had to say.

"Why would you like to work in this company?"

"Today we know that continuous improvement is one of the key points in each company, so this company is highly recognized internationally and I would like to be part of the executive branch being one more contribution, I would also like to exploit my knowledge so I feel that this is where I can be given the opportunity.

My hands were sweating more and more, but apparently the interrogation of this type was over.

"I see that you're also single," she smiled flirtatiously.

He looked at me with eyes of perversity, I could see where his pupils were going.

"It's a shame that such a beautiful woman is alone."

I put my lips on a single line, perhaps for education.

"Well, America." We will call you later, we need to review certain things, we hope you are patient and if the vacancy to which you are applying arises we will definitely call you - I shook my hand.

I left the company, at least I was already breathing well, besides that guy looked perverted, he couldn't fool me. I left the place and took a taxi.