Harmony's POV:

Buzz,buzz. The loud sound of my alarm went off which knocked me off my bed and land flat on my butt. I got up to turn it off when Megan called me.

"Hey Meg"

"Good morning B, how was your night?" She asked in her usual chirpy mood. "Wasn't good at all Meg. I kept tossing and turning all night and when I finally got some sleep, my stupid alarm went off."

"Come on B, you have been preparing for this interview for months", "I still feel nervous about it."

"You know what, enough of this unnecessary talk. Go and get ready"she said which made me quickly run into the bathroom.

After having my bath, I walked into my bedroom which now looked like an earthquake occurred in here.

"When did you get here?, what are you doing Meg?, Why have you turned my room upside down" I asked.

"Oh relax you neat freak. I was just organising what you would wear for the interview" she said scattering through my closet.

"But I already decided on what to wear, see" I showed her my already picked out clothes.

"You'll look like a pineapple in that. Where did you even get that?"

"It belonged to my grandmother. It was her lucky dress" I smiled remembering my Nana.

"Figures, anyway this is an important interview. You have to wear what I have picked out for you", "no time for this you're running late"

"Shit" I quickly ran to my drawers and grabbed my undies which I quickly put on almost falling flat on my face. I can be so clumsy at times.

I decided to put on what Meg had picked out for me. It consisted of a black knee length pencil skirt, with a button down white shirt

long sleeve

and a black stiletto. I brushed my hair and did a ponytail.

I grabbed my bags, credentials,keys and hailed a cab because,my baby 'mark'

my car

was faulty. I headed to Otalia's Group of company, with Megan yelling "good luck"from my apartment.

Hi... before I forget my name is Harmony Beverly Harrison. Am a 22year old graduate. I am an only child and Megan is my childhood BFF...

I have been preparing for an interview for months now and today was the day I get the job or not. Anyway, I could have I worked for my father Gerald Harrison but, I didn't want to succeed under my family. I wanted to make a name of my own, to make my family and myself proud.

'I really hope i get this job' I muttered inside the cab.

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