Sex, Drugs and Taco Bell, chapter 2
Moon pushed the door open gently and I followed her inside. Mike saw her and stood up.
"Moon, hey!" he said, with a grin on his face. My eyes looked around me, taking in things every now and then. The smell of coffee and soap hit my nostrils.
"This is Lizzie, she's here for the interview." she explained. He nodded slowly.
"Yeah, ok. Take a seat, Lizzie." I sat in the one he pointed out. In front of his desk. I gripped my references with white knuckles. Moon and Mike exchanged a few more words. I was too nervous to listen properly. A few words resounded in my head, echoing.
"Well, I best get back to work then," Moon said.
"Yeah, ok. See you later Moon." He smiled.
"See you. Good luck," she whispered to me. The door swung slowly shut and Mike sat down in front of me in his black office chair. He took a sip of coffee and looked at me.
"Do you have your references with you?"
"Uhm, yeah, here." I let him take them out of my hands. I watched his bright blue eyes scan over the papers.
Mike's P.O.V.
I looked at her papers. Not the best. There were others more suitable for the job. But look at her. She's so.. amazing. Those crystal blue eyes and her stunning complexion. I sighed quietly and she looked up at me. I came back to earth and lowered my head.
"Don't blush Mike. Not here, not now," I told myself. Urgh look at me, talking to myself!
"So, uh, are they ok?" she asked.
"Yeah, they're good. I'll let you know by the end of the week at the latest whether you have the job or not." I handed her files back to her and we both stood up. She smiled at me.
"Thanks." We were about to shake hands when the door burst open.
"Oh jeez," I muttered.
Lizzie's P.O.V.
Two fully grown men ran in, laughing. One with rugged, thick black hair, bright green eyes and a huge smile on his face. The other with a tall mohawk, sparkling blue eyes and laughing for all of California. The suddenly noticed me. They stopped laughing and smiling and time seemed as if it was standing still. The blue eyed man suddenly sprang to life and hugged me. It took me a few seconds to react and hug him back.
"Um..hi?"
"Hey, I'm Cool. Tré Cool. And this dude is Billie Joe Armstrong. But you can call us Tré and Billie."
"Um, hi, I'm Lizzie. I'm here for the interview. But I best get going," I told them.
"Ah, ok. Well, here's to hoping you get the job." I felt a small peck on the cheek and felt my face grow hot as I blushed violently.
"Yeah, good luck, Lizzie." Billie smiled. I nodded slowly, in a world of my own. Tré Cool had kissed me on the cheek. So it was a small kiss on the cheek, and I was probably over-reacting but I really didn't care. I could think what I wanted. I looked at them.
"Thanks you two. That's really sweet." I smiled.
"That's what we're here for." Billie joked.
"Heh, well, I better get going. Bye." I walked out of the door and saw Moon. She came over.
"Hey, how did it go?"
"Ok, I hope."
"I'm sure he'll love you." she pulled me into a hug. As I hugged her back I felt really hopeful. This could be what I was after. The one thing that would turn my life around.
"Moon, hey!" he said, with a grin on his face. My eyes looked around me, taking in things every now and then. The smell of coffee and soap hit my nostrils.
"This is Lizzie, she's here for the interview." she explained. He nodded slowly.
"Yeah, ok. Take a seat, Lizzie." I sat in the one he pointed out. In front of his desk. I gripped my references with white knuckles. Moon and Mike exchanged a few more words. I was too nervous to listen properly. A few words resounded in my head, echoing.
"Well, I best get back to work then," Moon said.
"Yeah, ok. See you later Moon." He smiled.
"See you. Good luck," she whispered to me. The door swung slowly shut and Mike sat down in front of me in his black office chair. He took a sip of coffee and looked at me.
"Do you have your references with you?"
"Uhm, yeah, here." I let him take them out of my hands. I watched his bright blue eyes scan over the papers.
Mike's P.O.V.
I looked at her papers. Not the best. There were others more suitable for the job. But look at her. She's so.. amazing. Those crystal blue eyes and her stunning complexion. I sighed quietly and she looked up at me. I came back to earth and lowered my head.
"Don't blush Mike. Not here, not now," I told myself. Urgh look at me, talking to myself!
"So, uh, are they ok?" she asked.
"Yeah, they're good. I'll let you know by the end of the week at the latest whether you have the job or not." I handed her files back to her and we both stood up. She smiled at me.
"Thanks." We were about to shake hands when the door burst open.
"Oh jeez," I muttered.
Lizzie's P.O.V.
Two fully grown men ran in, laughing. One with rugged, thick black hair, bright green eyes and a huge smile on his face. The other with a tall mohawk, sparkling blue eyes and laughing for all of California. The suddenly noticed me. They stopped laughing and smiling and time seemed as if it was standing still. The blue eyed man suddenly sprang to life and hugged me. It took me a few seconds to react and hug him back.
"Um..hi?"
"Hey, I'm Cool. Tré Cool. And this dude is Billie Joe Armstrong. But you can call us Tré and Billie."
"Um, hi, I'm Lizzie. I'm here for the interview. But I best get going," I told them.
"Ah, ok. Well, here's to hoping you get the job." I felt a small peck on the cheek and felt my face grow hot as I blushed violently.
"Yeah, good luck, Lizzie." Billie smiled. I nodded slowly, in a world of my own. Tré Cool had kissed me on the cheek. So it was a small kiss on the cheek, and I was probably over-reacting but I really didn't care. I could think what I wanted. I looked at them.
"Thanks you two. That's really sweet." I smiled.
"That's what we're here for." Billie joked.
"Heh, well, I better get going. Bye." I walked out of the door and saw Moon. She came over.
"Hey, how did it go?"
"Ok, I hope."
"I'm sure he'll love you." she pulled me into a hug. As I hugged her back I felt really hopeful. This could be what I was after. The one thing that would turn my life around.
