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Amanda went through the help wanted ads and listed off the addresses of all possible positions to Leah, who then addressed an envelope for each of them. Sending off résumés seemed to be a typical Monday afternoon.
“This will be the week. You’ll get one of these jobs, I can feel it.” Leah said, sealing another envelope.
“You always say that.” Amanda complained.
“Well it never hut anyone to be a little optimistic.”
But the week came and went with no job offers. The next Monday approached and Amanda continued to go out and buy a newspaper. But when she arrived home, Leah had been sitting outside waiting for her. When Leah saw her roommate she jumped up with excitement.
“Amanda! You got a call!”
“What?!”
“You got a call when you were out. They’re interested and want you to call back! The number is by the phone.”
Amanda ran inside while Leah waited outside with anticipation. After about five minutes, Amanda came back outside with an unreadable expression on her face.
“So? What did they say? Did you get the job?” Leah bombarded Amanda with questions.
“I’m not sure exactly what the job is, but they said I need to be free to travel. They’re giving me till tomorrow to decide.”
Leah looked slightly confused, “Well, you’re gonna take it aren’t you?”
Amanda seemed to be going over it in her head, “Well, I mean, they say it pays really well, but I’m just not sure about the traveling.” She reasoned with herself.
“Girl, who cares about the traveling. You need a job, these people are willing to hire you with no experience. And as for the traveling, you should be able to go wherever your job needs you. You will always have a home here to come back to.”
Amanda felt much better about the job now and couldn’t wait to call and give them her answer.
***
After Amanda made the call accepting the job, the next day had Leah dropping Amanda off at the airport. She didn’t have a plane ticket, but was told there would be one waiting for her at the main concourse desk. Amanda boarded her plane to find that she was in first class. As she sat down in her seat, a flight attendant handed her a letter. She unfolded it and read it slowly.
***
Dear Amanda,
I am pleased to hear you have accepted our job offer.
You may find it hard to believe, but we were actually
glad to hear you had no previous experience. We wanted
someone new. Someone who hasn’t had someone else
telling them how to get things done. For the most part,
we want you to do things your way so you will feel more comfortable. You will be working with five young men.
However, one will be your main client. When you land,
there will be a driver waiting for you. I am greatly
looking forward to meeting you.
T.
***
Amanda was happy to hear she would be working with guys. Sometimes girls could be such high maintenance. The flight didn’t seem too long. There was an in-flight movie so it wasn’t that bad.
She arrived at JFK international airport in New York. As she entered the main lobby, she saw quite a few people holding signs with names on them. Then she saw a short man with a sign bearing her name. She introduced herself and before she knew it she was in a flashy, black Mercedes Benz on her way to Brooklyn.
They pulled up to a mini-mansion. It had a driveway with cobblestone that led up to the house. There were four tall, white columns in the front, making it appear to be the offspring of the white house.
The driver opened the door for her and as she stepped out he said, “Welcome to your new home. You go ahead in and I’ll bring in your bags.”
Amanda did as he said and climbed the front steps up to the door. She wondered if she should knock. Before she got a chance to decide, the door swung open to reveal a young man about her age and height. He was a thin boy, with wavy brown hair that molded around the curves of his face.
He held out his hand to introduce himself, “Hi, I’m William.” His lips were full and rosy and Amanda thought to herself, ‘Wow, this guy is way too pretty to be straight.’ She shook his hand politely and introduced herself, ‘Too bad’ she thought, ‘he has great hands.’
William led Amanda into the house as another young man came in from another room.
“Oh, this it Tony our manager.”
“Hi,” Tony shook Amanda’s hand, “I assume you got my letter.”
“Oh, so you were ‘T’.” Amanda said as she realized the abbreviation.
“Yeah, that’s me. Now, if you’ll follow me and Bill into the living room you’ll meet the rest of the band.”
As Tony disappeared into the next room, Amanda looked at William, “Band? And who the hell is Bill?” She asked confused.
William just laughed, “Yeah, we’re a band, you’re gonna be our stylist. And I’m Bill.”
Amanda cocked her head to the side, “Okay, now you lost me, I thought you were William.”
“I am. It’s just, all my friends call me Bill.”
“Oh, well I think I’m just gonna stick with William for now.” They both laughed as William took hold of Amanda’s hand, “Come on, it’s time for you to meet the guys.” Then William led her through the doorway in which Tony had gone.
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