Jane Duncan's POV My lips were so dry as I made my way across the street to the huge building. The air this morning was dry and dusty that I could feel pains in my nose. To say I was nervous was a huge understatement of how I was feeling at the moment. I think the right word to use would be that I was extremely terrified. Yes! Extremely terrified because I was late for my first interview. It's like having the "not serious" poster plastered on my forehead for everyone to see. My shirt was completely soaked with sweat and I had this feeling that my armpit was beginning to have a very unpleasant smell. I rushed to the reception desk and I'm eyed by the woman there who looks like she's gonna eat me alive.I gulped and cleared my throat before saying, "Hello, I'm Jane Duncan...""...and you are here for the interview, right?" she cut me off and sticks gum into her mouth."Yes, I am" I replied."Okay, take the elevator to the third floor and submit your details to Miss Mallory," she instru
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