TMWKL2 - One

No, No, NO this can't be happening. Not today! Not today! NOT TODAY!! she closed her eyes tightly, breathing in and out heavily to calm herself down. Within seconds she shot them open again and looked at Caroline with glaring eyes! It was more of death’s stare rather than a glare which made Caroline freeze behind the door. Jenna inhaled deeply once again, exhaling slowly not calmly.

"I don't understand, how can you burn it?"

"Its..its..you.. know..its"

Caroline knew she had to choose her words carefully, and was trying her best to avoid an explosion that she knew she would get anyways. Jenna stared at Caroline waiting for the explanation, causing Caroline to swallow loudly.

“yes? Its?”

"Its the new maid .. she didn't .. you know .. settheIronontherightheattemperature!!"

"ehmm..do go on?”

“I smelt it .. I ran to her .. but ..dam..a..ge..was done..”

“okay, its fine Caroline, could you please leave. Ill manage"

Jenna turned around and sighed loudly as she took brisk steps towards her closet. As much as she tried to plan this day out to the finest detail yet silly things popped up. It was bad enough her lucky suit was burned now; but she knew well this wasn't the end of her bad morning it was just the start of it. When the going get tough its goes all the way with her!

She grabbed a black pencil skirt and a nude chiffon top, got changed quickly as she glanced at her watch. Jenna made sure she put the right amount of make-up to enhance her beauty rather than over do it. She tiptoed to her shoe cabinet and grabbed her nude louboutins looking back one more at her reflection in the large mirror. Her natural loose curls bounced at her shoulders, and she grinned pleased with the reflection that stared back at her!

She ran towards the elevator, and pressed G and before the elevator doors opened up she dashed out towards the front door.  Kumar was waiting with the car’s door open and she jumped in smiling warmly at him. She settled in her seat and pulled out her phone to read the email she received a few days ago. She has read the email already over and over again but she wanted to make sure one last time. Her palms started to get sweaty and she sighed loudly exhaling deeply.

“stop being nervous Jenna,  Stop thinking .. they chose you .. they chose you .. they chose YOU! Not anyone else Jenna.. YOU!”

She kept repeating those words over and over hoping it'll boost her confidence. Kumar adjusted the overhead mirror and smiled watching her read off her phone. Jena was skimming through the questions she prepared, but before she knew it Kumar announced their arrival.

"Mafee 5off babaaa, enty sawii jain … wajid jain Jeeennna!"

"Enshallah Kumar .. Mashkoor"

“Ane fe entezar henee..okay?”

“Okay, ana bate9el awal ma a5ale9 ..bye Kumar”

She smiled warmly at the valet guy for opening her door, and took in one last deep breath before she slid out of the car. She walked confidently into the building looking around her at all the suited people that were busy fidgeting with their blackberrys. Within seconds, her arrival was announced as her Louboutins clicked against the marble floor. She couldn't help but notice how everyone turned to stare at her, they stopped what they were doing to look up and watch her make her way to the elevators. Her well manicured fingers hit the elevator button and soon the *Ding* signaled her to go in. stepping in and waiting excitedly for the door to close; she couldn’t help but grin idiotically as she proudly pressed the executive office button.

"YEAH behbeh, they chose YOH! "

She giggled at her silly moment and her body shifted its weight from foot to another waiting for the doors to open up; her eyes glanced at the numbers going up and before it got to her destination she breathed in deeply. Doors opened, she straightened her posture and smoothed her skirt down walking her way straight heading to the front desk.

"Mar7abaaaa, keef feny sa3dik"

"Ahlaain, 3endi meeting ma3a the president"

"Ah la job offer?!?!?”

"La ana Janna Al – Y, 3ndi Maw3ed ma3a el president 3ashan el Interview"

"Ahhhhh!!! Hala2 b5aber el secertera ..good luck!!”

"Merci"

Jenna smiled and turned to walk to the sitting area feeling uneasy about the vibe she was getting from the lady at the front desk. She wasn't quiet sure why she was getting the ohhs and ahhs from her but clearly it was a VERY weird reaction. She shook the negative thoughts out of her head; and settled down grabbing her Iphone from her Berkin opening up Instagram scanning through the pictures. She smiled at her cousin’s silly pictures and her friends feeds, and before she knew it 20 minutes have passed and no sign of the secretary. Jenna looked around her and the front desk lady gave her a cold but yellow smile. She raised an eyebrow and returned the weird smile, looking down at her phone opening up twitter.

- Whats with the weird smile?!?! Is this even a way to welcome your guests?! GOD! -

She scrolled down retweeting/favoriting some tweets and her eyes darted at the phone’s clock. Another 10 minutes have passed and her frustration started to kick in. Jenna got up and walked confidently to the weird lady.

"Excuse me, will the secretary be any longer? Because my appointment's slot has already passed?!"

"Ohhhhh.. really??? Ill call her now again to make sure she comes and gets you now"

Jenna walked back and sat down, picking up her Iphone off her berkin. She opened a new tweet and started typing furiously at the screen.

- I was on time! Don’t blame me if I walk out any second now :) calling yourselves professionals my a** -

She tapped tweet and sighed loudly feeling her frustration still rising; opening up a new tweet!

- What company does this?? calls you in for an exclusive interview then makes you wait for forever?? And please let me mention after your attitude YOU ARE SO NOT WORTH IT! -

"Ms.Al-Y??"

Jenna looked up at the source of the deep masculine voice, swallowing deeply. The way he said her name made her stomach take a double tumble. Her eyes followed a very tall tall TALL body to eventually get to a perfectly chiseled face with a smirk on it.

“you ARE Ms. Al- Y? aren’t you?”

“I am .. I am”

Jenna felt so dumb at her answer especially after he questioned her identity for the second time! He looked at her with daring eyes and extended his hand.

“Khalifa Al-X .. THE president”

She took his hand and he squeezed it daringly staring at her eyes. Jenna returned the squeeze although she needed to use all her force to return the strength of his squeeze. He let go of her hand, turned his back and started walking away from her!

“follow me”

She didn’t bother replying because she bent down to gather her belonging, and before she knew it he was already ten-twelve steps ahead of her. She let out a even more frustrated sigh and started turbo mode to keep up with him. Within seconds she was walking equally at his side and he turned to look down at her briefly before turning back focusing ahead of him.  

"did I keep you waiting??”

"Its alright, no worries"

"I thought so"

the confidence in his voice irritated her; she wanted to smack him with her Berkin but couldnt becouse he turned smoothly around every corner. Jenna found it difficult to follow his lead and keep up at his pace. This man walked fast was all she could think of and she slowed down a step or two which made her follow behind him. She couldn’t help but study his back; it was broad and perfectly chiseled just like his jaw line. He made an abrupt stop and she was an inch from walking into him but thank god she noticed at last second!

“please”

He opened the door for her and she stood blankly at him not knowing what to do. He raised both eyebrows at her which lead her brain to snap out of the haze it was in. Jenna walked in ahead of him, trying to hold her head high and confident to make up for the dumbness she has shown earlier.

Khalifa pointed at the chair opposite the large glass office table, and she walked to it placing her berkin on the floor at her side. Before she managed to place her behind into the chair, she heard ..

“I must say you ... your ass is infact much more professional than we are !”

Jenna’s body dropped into the chair in shock, mortification and surprise !!!!!