Chapter 4 My Documentation and interview

CHAPTER 4

It was on a Thursday morning, the day assigned for my interview and documentation at the progressive school of LI. I wasn't happy to go for the interview because I was scared that they might ask me some verbal questions again. I decided to go; if for nothing else then I will go because of Kate, my jealous friend.

I finally came out of the bathroom after so many minutes of bathing and rolled into my room. I waved my relaxed hair to air in front of the mirror, and blow out a ponytail packing gel hairstyle. I picked my brow brush and brushed my eyebrows into a neat shape before drawing the brows.

I moved treacherously towards my wardrobe and took my pressed skirt with my patent red button-down blouse. It looked nice on me after I wore it, red looks good on me though. I gazed up a bit and slid my hand over my shoes and picked up high heels but was so weak-kneed to take my steps so I opted in for stylish flat heels.

My sleeky black handbag at my side was the best but wasn't professional so I decided to pick a leather that matched the color of my shoes and arrange copies of my documents that may be required in the interview.

My kid brothers may be annoying at times, "is my dress bad?" I asked myself when I saw my kid brothers laughing rigorously at me at the entrance of my room.

"Why the laughter?"

I asked as I drew Jack's left ear.

Is my dress bad? I quickly asked.

"No.... Adriana".

"Then why theee........" I busted into laughter also after I discovered that my brothers were laughing at my big tummy.

"Are you pregnant?" Little Caesar asked from behind.

I am not pregnant dear.

I might have been fed by a lot of wines a few days ago at the meatpacking district.

"Big sis, you look good but your tummy isn't just compelling". My kids' brothers said in laughter.

Thanks, I moved out but inhaled a bit to make a flattened tummy.

My kid brothers were my courage at times, and I love them so much because they were the only ones I saw by my side during the harsh moments of my life. I never told them I was admitted already but planned to make out a surprise after the interview.

I stepped out of the room but get emotional when I saw my kid brothers waving their hands at me from behind. They were staring at me till I entered the taxi and parted their sight, all I could return to them was an emotional smile, and said in my mind, " I love you guys so much".

The car finally stopped after moments of battling traffic congestion. I rushed out of the car and looked at my watch, it was 8: 09 Am, I was 9 minutes late for the interview already.

I went straight to where we had the transition examination a few days ago but all I could see were a set of hoodlums torturing a little girl.

I covered my mouth and rushed out of the evil scene after I noticed their attention wasn't on me. "Is this how I will be molested too" I quickly taught in my mind. Meanwhile, I descended a staircase when I heard bold footsteps aiming at me from the bad scene.

Luckily for me, I met a lady at the end of the staircase moving in the opposite direction from me. "Hey!" I waved my hands to call her attention but failed, all I had to do was to run after her.

"Good morning". I said barely two feet from her.

"Morning, little girl" she turned and responded.

I wanted to pick an offense when she called me a little girl but swallowed my pride first. Who cares whatever she calls me at this time? If I would react I should have been through with my interview. Moreover, the bad scene I saw a few minutes ago was still in my head.

"I am Melissa and you?".

" I......am... Adriana!" I was frightened. I pronounced confusingly. She knew I needed help by my horrific look.

"How may I be of help to you?" She asked.

"I was told to come for my documentation today and I don't know the venue for the documentation, and....." I uttered, looking sideways and short of words.

Melissa was in her final year in the school when I met her that day, she was a big girl, now you see why I was striving to attend a senior school.

She described the venue of the documentation for me but how can I tell her that I saw some bad boys molesting a girl upstairs?

Jumping into the corridor of the venue was a privilege for me. I saw madam Yilva who anchored our examination papers aiming at me with her bodyguards.

"Morning madam Yilva".

"Morning, little girl" she responded as she moved faster away from me. She seemed not to notice my worried face yet.

"Madam" I quivered as I called her name again.

She turned back, and said "yes".

I moved closer to her and gathered courage. I told her I saw some guys molesting a girl upstairs. I just have to tell her because I was trying to prevent myself from such scenes if I eventually entered the school.

"What!". She said annoyingly.

"Take us there".

I was so scared when she said I should take her to those guys upstairs, not that I was scared of what may happen upstairs besides those bodyguards that followed her were like giants of Africa but hoped those hoodlums would not aim after me. I taught as I motioned madam Yilva to the scene.

"Gregson, Greg....oh my God". Madam Yilva exclaimed as he saw those guys forcing the little girl. Unfortunately, her only son Gregson was at the leading point of the bad scene.

"You idiot!" Don said pointing his finger at me while I hide behind madam Yilva. I knew he would recognize me. He was the one coming to check on the person by the door before I rushed down the stairs to meet Melissa. It was his bold footsteps I heard and now he knows me.

The giants moved faster toward them while the hoodlums tried to escape. They were caught and taken to the school prison.

"Follow me little girl" Madam Yilva said as she led the way.