I walked into the penthouse using the card I got from reception after being told to be here by 8am SHARP.
As I walked in I instantly stopped as my jaw dropped to the ground as I got to see what a penthouse actually looked like as it was MASSIVE.
It was like its own house.
Scratch that you could probably fit my entire family house in this common area as it easily dwarfed my family's common area.
The door closed behind me instantly making me jump as I looked behind me to find there was no one at the door.
The moment the door closed, and I jumped, I heard a voice coming from one of the rooms that was ahead of me and off to the left....I think. The voice sounded feminine as it spoke, "Is that you Megan?"
I nearly shrilled, feeling terrified, "Ummm YES!!!"
The feminine voice sounded cheery as it replied, "You're early. We like that. We'll be out in a second."
I mumbled my reply but corrected myself as I spoke more loudly, "Ok," like this was completely formal and I wasn't speaking to a monster.....I don't think anyways as I had never heard a monster before.....or seen one. So I wasn't too sure what to expect. Though I did question the whole we like there was more than one person back there.
I stood just beyond the door in the same spot unsure of what to do finding my spot comfy as I was close to the door able to bolt at a moments notice if the monster scared me and at the same time felt like I was going to dirty up this gorgeous luxurious penthouse that I've only seen on TV and in Movies.
Let me tell you being in the REAL thing is NOTHING compared to what the movies and TV make it seem like.
I looked around thinking that this room should be for royalty or something. Maybe a big shot. Or hell even a movie star.
Not a monster.
A monster I still haven't seen yet as I was beginning to feel like the person at the company was pulling my leg and I was here for an 'Research Assistant' position instead of being food as a monster's *host*.
Right when I felt like I was rambling in my head and feeling stupid for thinking so much I watched as a literal Goddess walked out of left room into THAT common area before walking into MY common area that I was standing frozen.
I blinked in shock to see a girl that looked no older than me walk out. She had short wavy black hair and a body that even I wanted.
Not saying that I didn't have a body....well nothing like her's. It was like every curve on her was right and perfect. Like what a woman should look like.
None of these flaws bullshit that I saw in myself as I thought my ass was too flat or my flat stomach didn't look right or how my left boob hung a millimeter or two lower than my right. Or how my left nipple looked just slightly bigger than my right. Or how my shoulders looked too right angled. Or how my boobs looked off from the rest of my proportions. Or how my hair always looked greasy no matter how much product I use to undo the greasy aspect and god how I would LOVE to have it bounce.
No on this girl everything looked perfect. Her light blue eyes looked like it could captivate people easily.
Hell even her fucking makeup looked perfect.
And don't get me started on her clothes.
Guess my vision of this room being for royalty was right on the money as this woman portrayed royalty.
Even her bloody walk as she strode up to me looking like she was flowing and glided along an unseen path.
The woman walked up to me and extended a hand to me, "It's SO good to finally meet you Megan. Our name is Prime."
Did she just say 'Prime'?
And did she just say 'Our'?
I held out my hand and spoke, "Uuuuhhhhh.....what?"
Prime smiled as she shook my hand, "Our name honey. It's Prime."
Is this some kind of pronoun thing that people do?
I shrugged as I looked down expecting my hand to phase through her hand or something but felt nothing other than a person shaking my hand.
A real life person.....not slime.
Prime held out her other hand, "Please sit so we can discuss."
I meekly spoke, "Um...ok."
And I followed her direction as I sat in a chair as she stood next to me smiling, "Would you like something to drink? Water? Tea perhaps?," she got semi excited, "No wait! I bet you're a coffee person?"
I looked up at her confused at all the energy coming off the woman while I sat there not knowing what to do but somehow my mouth moved as I spoke, "Water is fine."
Prime smiled at me, "You got it!"
She turned and moved off towards the massive kitchen until she got to the equally massive fridge and opened it.
She looked in the fridge before reaching in and retrieving a bottle of water. She closed the fridge and walked back to me as her feet seemed like the floor moved just for her as her body barely bounced.
As she approached me she handed me the water, "Here you go deary," before turning and walking over to the sofa and sat down as she folded her legs to the side and placed her hands in her lap.
Everything about her just screamed regal.
I looked down remembering I had been given water as I opened the bottle and proceeded to take a sip before setting it down on the table.
I watched as Prime just sat there smiling and waiting. Once I put the water down she finally spoke, "So you ready to get this Interview over with deary?"
I smiled and nodded, "Yes please."
Prime nodded and spoke, "So as I understand it your name is Megan Landers. You were born in Boston, Massachusetts. You are 19 years old. Your parents moved from Boston to Zanesville, OH when you were 2 years old where you NOW reside. You have two siblings George and Nicole. Their ages are 15 and 8. Your parents are Raymond Landers, father, age 47, works as a nurse. Sarah Landers, maiden name Torrance, age 45, stay at home mother. You're the oldest and recently graduated from Zanesville High School. GPA 2.1."
What the FUCK!!! Did she do a background check on me?
She smiled as she continued, "You applied to 27 different colleges all of whom have rejected you due to grades and bad test scores. You then applied for financial aid but because your dad makes too much money you failed to acquire that. So that turned you to looking for a job hoping to make money. After applying to a total of 37 fast food chains, 19 restaurants chains, 42 gyms, 11 personal owned chains, and 3 movie theaters all of whom denied you employment."
She tilted her head looking at me quizzically, "How am I doing?"
I blushed in complete embarrassment as Prime had listed out all my failures in such a short amount of time as I felt the word 'Loser' should be tattooed on my forehead or something. I meekly spoke, "That sounds about right."
Prime continued, "When your resume hit our system it also included all your failures all of whom that have denied you attached which instantly flagged our system and your resume was sent to us as a possible Host candidate."
I blinked as she used that word....host.
I gulped, "So it is true?"