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sure. Her curly red hair had been wrestled into a neat bun, but tendrils were springing loose at her ears and forehead. He

t myself in the mirror. Although i felt i looked really goo

st Agencies in New York – Coop Agencies. When I’d gotten a call after submitting my resume, I’d hardly been able to

Seattle all the way to a tiny little walk-up apartment in New York I didn’t live in the nicest or trendiest neighbourhood, but

l. Still, it made me feel so irritated. I knew it was impossible to get a job without experience, but I also knew I wouldn’t be able to get an

lways have money, and I knew there were times where she’d gone to bed hungry. But she made sure I succeeded, and she made sure that I got into a great school

t land this job, I’d really be in hot water. So, I was mor

d outside tryna get to the bus station. I arrived at the subway, Thankfully, I only had to wait a few minutes for a train. The car was blessedly empty in th

stainless steel. And furthermore, everyone there looked like they once had careers in modeling. I’d been expected some chubby girls like myself and a fe

nails, tapping eagerly away at a computer that looked really expensive. She didn’t gl

vously. “Um, I h

n her blue eyes. “Do you?” Her voice was sw

urn bright red. “Yes,” I said, try

ped away at her keyboard and flicked

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ter’ key with great satisfaction. She printe

he said, tapping right above her left breast. “You w

e adhesive all over the new fabric. But I knew the blonde wasn’t kidding around, and

aid. “Those elevators, over on the right.” She yawned, soundin

. With my heart thudding, I walked to t

lding. Finally i was relieved when the doors pinged open and I stepped into a plush lobby, with thick grey carpeting. Unlike the downsta

sked me down a long corridor. “I’m Alia – I work with Mr James and Mr Arnold.