Best Job Ever

  • by
  • Rating:
  • Published: 21 Nov 2012
  • Updated: 22 Nov 2013
  • Status: Complete
What happens when a simple job interview brings you face to face with the love of your life? Meet Brooke, a 20 year old American, in England for college, studying at the prestigious Oxford University. It's summertime and she applies for a job as a maid and cook. Seems simple enough, right? Wrong. This job takes her through twists and turns, love and heartbreak, but best of all, she gets 4 new best friends/brothers and a sole mate. A job this amazing can only be described as the "Best Job Ever". WARNING: Some chapter have elements that can be triggering. And LANGUAGE! Some chapters have a lot of cursing. xxBo<3


47. After the Interview


"So what did y'all think of the interview?" Liam asks me, Sarah and Cheradyn. "Did you just say y'all?" I  ask Liam. "Oh my gosh, I did, didn't I?" He says putting his hands on his heads as we walk back stage.  "Dude, you have got to stop hanging out with Brooke so much!" Cheradyn says. "But I love her!" Liam  says wrapping his arms around my waist and kissing my cheek. "Anyway, what did you think?" "I thought  it was awesome!" Cheradyn says. "It was funny." Sarah says. We walk outside back into the mob of  screaming fans, who been watching on screens outside. "Hey, Brooke!" That group of haters. I turn.  "Suprising that they would admit your profession on live television! But it's not like Liam has to do any  thing to get you in bed." "Why? Why? Why do you have to rag on her? Is it fun? Amusing? Does putting  other people down make you feel better?" Liam says. "Liam, don't." I say softly and pull his arm, holding it close to me to prevent him from turning around. He sighs and walks forward. But Sarah and Cheradyn  don't. "Why? Why? You call her a slut when she is a virgin. She was bullied in school and hated it, so now when she is finally happy, you have to make her misrable." Sarah and Cheradyn say. "She is only human.  She has had to suffer for too long." Sarah says. "I won't stand for it any longer." Cheradyn says. The hater  girls roll their eyes and walk away. I bury my head in Liam's arm. We walk to the van and climb in. I don't  look at anyone and the ride is quiet. We get home and we order pizza. We got to seperate flats to change. I go to my bathroom, alone, and look at myself in the mirror. I go over what the boys said they first  thought when they first saw me. Pretty, no. Nice, sometimes. Shy, maybe. Funny, no. Directioner, yes.  Crazy, yes. Flawless. My mind twists the word around. Flawless, without flaw. Perfect. In no way am I  perfect. Brooke should be the oppisite word for perfect. So, what could Liam see that makes him think I'm perfect. I think back to when we were in Texas for the reunion. He called me different. That I can protect  myself. One of a kind.Beautiful. Strong. Kind. Able to hold my ground. Perfect. What about me is perfect? "Brooke, you okay?" Cheradyn asks from the other side of the door. I open the door. "Perfect." I say. 
Join MovellasFind out what all the buzz is about. Join now to start sharing your creativity and passion
Loading ...