"Oh Pumpkin, Good luck at your job interview! We all have are fingers crossed for you!" Scream and excited middle age women down the phone to her daughter. "Thanks mum. Talk to you soon." Replied a sweet gently voice as she hanged up her blackberry. Looking outside the Taxi window the young lady could feel butterflies flying around in her stomach. It was her first 'big' job that she had applied for and gotten an interview for. Her last job was part manager in a bar. The job was fine and paid well but she didn't more to the big city just to work in a bar, she could of done that where she used to live.<br/><br/>The young lady had applied for a job as a Secretary for the CEO of a Toy and Car Company. She had always found the two element to be interesting and she thought that this line of work would be fun and exciting. She knew that if she got the job she wouldn't be playing with the toys or getting sneak drives in the new cars but still, it seem way much more fun then in a bar serving drunken men who would hit on you every five minutes and slap your ass as you walked by. No she needed a change and this was her chance.<br/><br/>As the Taxi pulled up to the very large and posh building of the company, she paid the man with a warm smile and climbed out of the car. She watched for a moment as it drove off before turning her gaze back upon the building. This was it. The next time she would come out of her she would either be working for them or ending back to finding a different job. God the thought made her stomach even worst.<br/><br/>Walking into the building it looked just as grand as it did on the outside. With a confident walk she made her way over to the main reception where she signed in and was handed her badge. It read<span style="font-style: italic"><span style="font-weight: bold">~Jessie Swan - Guest~</span></span>. Hopefully by the time all the interviews where finished she would get a badge that just read<span style="text-decoration: underline"><span style="font-weight: bold">~Jessie Swan - Receptionist~</span></span>or just<span style="font-style: italic"><span style="font-weight: bold">~Jessie Swan~</span></span>, either way didn't both her much. Following the ladies instructions she joined the rest of the people that was there for what she guessed was the same interview.<br/><br/>Most of them where women and all the same type. Blond, tall and well very fake looking with the tightest looking outfits that Jessie had ever seen. Ok so Jessie was wearing something tight but no where near as bad as what some of hem was wearing. Jessie was wearing a nicely fitting black pencil skirt with a crimson shirt which was tucked in. Along her waist where her pencil skirt and shirt meet was a think black belt, completed with a black jacket and crimson heals.unlike the rest of them she had dark brown hair that was wavy and just passed her shoulders. Her brown eyes focused on her pinning her badge to her suit and taking up a seat along with the rest of the interviewees.