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favorite look and I wasn't going to allow time to let it go to waste. "Not bad for a 37 year old single mother, I guess."
    Picking up my phone for the time and address, I turned off the light in the house and walked out. Climbing onto my 2000 Chevrolet truck, I turned on the ignition and drove out of my driveway. The interview was 20 minutes away, so it wasn't really that far. After five minutes, I had already gotten myself on the 405 freeway.
    "Wow." Looking up at the huge glass building with the only a simple HB sign, I could only be in awe of its size and elegance; it was a true, simplistic modern skyscraper. HB was a magazine company that had risen to be the most popular magazine company in just a couple of years. It took the market by storm and crushed all of their competitors to pieces.
    Even though I was wearing the best clothes that I had, it looked so bland now compared to others businessman and businesswomen coming in and out of the building. They were all so sophisticated. I looked down upon my thin portfolio and sighed. "Here we go."

Chapter 2: The Interview
    Holding my breath, I walked through the glass door clumsily as my nervousness began to spread throughout my body. "It will be fine, Jess. Believe in yourself." I took a deep breath and stepped to the reception, where a gorgeous blond girl was answering the phone. She saw me, apologized politely and asked me to wait just a second.
    "Ah, sorry about that ma'am. How can I help you?" the beautiful blond asked, in a very friendly manner. Her teeth were so white that I was wondering if it might have some negative effects on my eyes.
    Taking a hold of myself, I went on, "Hi. I am looking for the interview room for the Editor position." It wasn't that I couldn't find it, but it would just be easier if the girl helped. I wasn't going to be looking for the room when it was almost time for the interview appointment.
    "Welcome to HB ma'am. I hope that your interview will be successful. The interview room is located on the 23rd floor and in room 2341. You should be able to find it after turning left from the elevator."
    I thanked the young gorgeous girl and got in the elevator. "Ah, youth. How nice." I was also a receptionist back in my twenties days as well. Unfortunately, I got fired from my job because I was supposedly "not a good socialist".
    The elevator was huge and it was just so luxurious. All grey metal and glass. My mind began to wander about how the elevator worked or what it was made of.
    "Ah, excuse me." A slender hand reached through the closing elevator door to stop it. For a fraction of a second, my mind imagined if the door was going to crush this person's hand or not. I didn't trust machines, especially the ones that could do serious damage. My heart skipped a beat as the thought soaked in the back of my head. Scary.
    "Made it!"
    "Thank god!" I thought to myself.
    Slipping into the elevator was a tall, dark and short hair, blue eyes, with stubble beard young man. How could one person get such a good look! My heart began to race the moment I laid my eyes upon him. "Ah...the smell." His manly smell made my pheromone jumped and crashed in my body chaotically.
    "What floor?" I was bright red and couldn't make eye contact with him at all. A man who was way younger than me. "Jess, gather yourself. Where is your confidence?" My inner voice yelled at me.
    "Ah, top floor, please." The young elegant man said in his husky low voice with a sunshine smile on his face. Ah, I could just look at it all day.
    "So what kind of business do you have in this building?" The young man tried to make small talk. With me! My blood beat inside my veins, and my mouth became dry as I could barely squeeze out any sound.
    "I...er...for here...an interview." I tried once again. "I am here for an interview." Ah, damn it. Why was it that this man was making me all flushing and nervous?
    "Really? Good luck." His blue eyes gazed upon my body. I felt as though he had inspected every