High School Lovers
My heart thumped uneasily under my white blouse as I made my way to the bus stop. My breathing was shallow, and my fingers were gripping my handbag so tightly my knuckles had turned white. Do not screw this up, do not screw this up, do NOT screw this up...I repeated the mantra in my head, over and over.
Today was the day. The job interview at the biggest, most successful law firm in town.
The job I had wanted since I was thirteen years old, the one thing I had worked my whole life for. Today would either be the day I got to live that dream, or see it get crushed before me.
My feet were already hurting from the stupid heels I had chosen to wear today, but what looked more elegant, than a white blouse, black skirt, and practical black heels?
Probably a lot of things.
My mind started to wander, which helped me relax, but when I reached the bus stop, I stopped dead and stared. My lips parted in shock, and my eyes widened.
What...what's he doing here? Wait...no...
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