A job offer for you

"You dose off?" Sarah snap her finger at her.

She gave Sarah a quick nervous smile as she continued eating.

"Will you like to talk about it?"

"Huh?

"I'm ready to help you out if I can, just spill the beans" Sarah offered.

Irish dropped her spoon and wipe her mouth before looking at Sarah and speaking up.

"I don't think it's serious, don't stress yourself"!

"You know if you don't speak up then you'll continue like this" Sarah said and she sighed.

"Nothing Sarah, I'm just tired of everything... For the past two months I've been Ideal.. Each day I set off away from home in search of job but always fail the interview. I'm just tired".

Sarah suddenly laughs and Irish looks at her confused.

"It's not actually funny you know?"

"Yeah , so you've been dying slowly? Asf! You could have talk earlier"

"I just did, not like it changed anything but I felt relieved after talking out my pain to someone not family" Irish said and glump down her juice.

"Well Irish, Just incase you don't know, Xx I have always admired you"

"Thanks but why so?

"You're a true definition of a strong woman" Sarah laughs

"I'm a lady, BTW! I don't know why I'm referred as a strong woman while else I see my self a failure''. Irish confessed.

"Because you don't trust yourself, Anyway Have this" Sarah handed her over a thick tiny paper.

"Place a call on the number, give it a shot, apply for the job and let's see if you passed the interview"

"What's the job about?"

"One of the popular California Billionaire is coming back to town and needs a Nanny for his daughter , the payment is heartwarming, You know how this rich stuff work, I could have leave my work and apply but you need it more than I do"

"Oh Sarah. This isn't for me, I can't even make it to the first round". She says.

"Again, you've no trust on yourself. Do try it out and take me later, if you don't mind I'll have to attend to costumers now"

"Thank you Sarah, I feel relieved though doubting, I appreciate you though" She cleaned the tears threatening.

"You're loved".

Irish hurriedly made off for her meal and walked out of the restaurant back to her house. Amidst everything Sarah had said to her, One stuck in her mind.

"not trusting herself" as well "calling herself a failure"

She signed and opened her laptop as she print out the number Sarah had given it. She submitted her form and waited.

In less than 20 minute she received an email , She passed the first review and was needed in the office for an interview early tomorrow morning.

Cold chills ran her skin but she reminded her self that she can do it, With that she pushed the laptop away and led on the bed as her dog "Dolly" jumped on her.

She had actually forgotten she had a dog. "hey Dolly!? Did you play with friend today? I missed it" she patted it and showered her with kisses

Wishing she had someone to care for her this much. Soon she fall asleep with her dog beside her.

It was 6:30 in the morning when Irish made it out of her bed. She has a good feeling of something new, Dolly was wriging her tail beside her. Irish picked her up and kissed her as Dolly licked her face.

"Good Morning Dolly, I see you had a nice night" Irish said as Dolly only struck out her tongue raning round the room.

Irish smiled and sat up, she had up to 46 minutes to prepare for her new interview. Hopefully it's going to be successful. She made her way into the kitchen and prepared some paste and some hamburger. She fished out her own as well as Dolly's own and served her.

She sat down and Munched on her breakfast, Half way through the food, Irish sat up and Drew her Laptop new as she opened her browser and typed. "Billionare Ethan".

There were a Whole lot of Ethan but as she already knew the one she's looking for, "Ethan with a daughter" it wasn't hard for her locating his profile.

"Ethan Harlow" Was the day.

She dropped her food on the standby desk and focus on the information in front of her.

He had a 6 years old daughter, and was divorced 5 years ago, that was when his daughter was 1 year old, His wife had made away with another man on their daughters birthday. It mustn't have been easy for him" Irish sympatheticly said.

He had never been in California for the past five years after the incident. "Who would?'' Irish muttered.

And is now coming back to say but needs a Nanny to watch over his daughter "Arin".

There were over thousand people who've applied for the job and they're all die hard fan of Ethan. Probably they are applying not to take care of the baby but to get Ethan to notice them.

Seeing the count of people, Irish wanted to give up, She's no match to those competitives. But she was determined, reminding herself that she's not a failure.

If she failed then she can successfully call herself a failure, She cleared the plates off the table and arranged her room before going into the bathroom for a hot bath.

_ _ _ _ _

Irish arrived 20 minute late for the interview and was met with a lot of ladies waiting to be interviewed. She felt goose bumps all over her, Every lady was dress neatly and classic unlike her who was on a simple pink gown.

She made her way to the first badge and wrote down her name and necessary information. Then went and sat down beside a lady who smiled at her, she seemed jovial unlike other ladies with mean face. Probably hating eachother for being in a competition of who gets to be Ethan daughter's nanny. The girls look more standard than applying for a Nanny. Obviously they were applying not because they were interested in the job but because it was Ethan.

I hadn't meet him, I've lived in California for five years and didn't actually know about the popular Billionare? I laughed at myself. He must have been a quiet type. I didn't get his picture in my research but with what I'm seeing am sure he must be a whole lot handsome and hot.

"Are you here for the interview?" The girl beside her asked.

"Me? Oh, I am". Irish replied.

She seemed surprised someone actually talked to her.

"I'm Selina, You are?" The lady stretched out her hand for a shake

"I'm Irish, nice meeting you". She took Selina's hand and shaked it giving her a nervous laugh.

"I'm not actually interested in the job, I was forced to apply. I'm a fashion designer and here's in my card, I wish you luck"

Irish collected the card and stared at it then smiled.

"Thank You"

_

"Are you Irish?" A guy in black worked over to her as she was focused on her phone.

"I am, Why?"

"The interviewers will like to have you".

"But it's not yet my turn, My name is 205 and they're still in 155?" Irish said surprised.

"You should go." Selina smiled at her.

"Okay, I'll go" Irish grab her hand bag and was led out of the by the man. The crowd was murmuring.

* I was here before her , how come she's going before me? *

*She just arrived *

* How could you guys pick up a lady dressed in rags?*

The particular last comment hits Irish a million times that she wished she could squeeze life out of the person that commented on her wear .

"This way please?" The guy brought her back from her zoom.

"Thanks".

Irish opened the door as the man in Black had instructed her, she meet the interviewers but was surprised to meet Sarah among them.

"What the? What are you doing here?" She forced herself to ask.

"We'll discuss it later, Please kindly fill in you information, as you've passed the interview"

O My G! Irish was close to crying, in as much as she was excited she was also curious to know why and how Sarah was among the interviewers

NAME ~ Irish Levine

ADDRESS ~ Apartment 87 Cobittain Building, California.

AGE~ 25

PARENTS ~ Fredrickson Levine - For ex jewelry attendant.

~ Ana Levine ~ Fashion Designer for Poulet fashions.

GPA ~ None.

DEGREE ~ None

JOB - Model for Poulet fashions and ex Model for Alicia's Fashions.

HOBBIES - Sewing , Cooking & Reading.

MARTIAL STATUS - Single.

The interviewers sighed softly after they were done reading her file, They both looked at themselves and did the eye contact thing.

"Congratulations Ms.Irish, You passed the interview"

Oh my God! Irish nearly exclaimed as tears fall down her cheeks. Sarah smiled at her and she knew that it was Sarah's doing. There's no way she could have gotten the job admits all the crowds outside waiting.

"If you don't Mind, Sarah will take you up to your work place and share you the necessary information. Congratulations once again"

The interviewers walked out followed by the guards, Sarah and Irish was the last to exist the office as the guards led them out until they've entered the car.

_ _

"Sarah I'm still in blank. What happened? How come you're one of interviewers? I thought you're a waitress? Why did I get the job?"

"Breath Irish" Sarah told her as the car rolled by.

"Okay, I'm curious , can you speak up?"

"Actually, I'm not supposed to share this piece of information but I have to, because it's you". Sarah stopped speaking and looked at Irish who nodded.

"Uhm... Ethan is My cousin brother, and about my waitress job, yes we're rich but I love working on my one, I don't want to depend on my parents money to survive. All thanks to I didn't grow up in California so no one recognizes me , besides my name is Linda but I'm using Sarah as not to disclose my identity".

"Geez! That's a big risk. I feel honored. You mean Ethan is your brother? Who would believe that"

Sarah just smiled. "You look more happier than yesterday"

"I am. Why did you help me get the job?"

"I've always admired you Irish. Your personality is unique, You might see yourself as something else but I admired you alot, My brother and his daughter had gone through alot, I don't want them coming back and having a bad nanny for '"Arin" his daughter. I decided since I know, maybe a bit about you , then you're qualified for the job".

"Thank you so much Sarah. I didn't even believe in myself that I will get the job , and I won't have if not you" Irish thanked her.