Zoe & Nathan

                                         Part 1

Nathan pulled me onto the wall outside his house and cried, ‘Look, go on, you’re missing it!’

He held my hand as we watched the sun slip down behind the horizan, leaving us in blackness.

‘I’ve always wanted to do that.’ I said looking at him.

‘Me too.’ he grinned, squeezing my hand and slipping down off the wall again.

‘Come on then gorgeous.’ He grinned, holding his hand out to me.

I grinned, taking it and hopping down from the wall, wanting to stay with him forever.

I locked my phone and shoved it in my pocket. I looked at myself in the mirror. I was 18 years old,a nd going for my first job.

I wasn so scared.

But i smiled to myself, and took a deep breath. ‘You can do it.’ I murmured, shutting my eyes. ‘You can do it.’

I pulled down my shirt, and shoved my feet in my shoes.

I could do it. I could.

No I couldn’t.

I tried to push the negative thoughts to the back of my mind as I stepped out of the house, and locked the door behind me.

Part 2

As I pulled into the car park of the studio, the negative thoughts pretty much dominated.I took a few deep breaths before turning the car off and slowly getting out of the car. I walked across the car park quickly and into the reception area. A young looking girl was sat behind the desk, and smiled at me as I went up to her.

“Can I help you?” she beamed at me.

“Uh yes please. I’m here for my interview?” I muttered quietly.

“Ah, are you Zoe?” she said, standing up and picking up a clipboard.

I nodded at her, and she moved from behind the desk, “Please follow me.”

She lend me down a corridor filled with doors, and up a flight of stairs. She reached a brownish door, and she stopped and knocked on it. A voice from inside answered with ‘Come in’. The girl lend me in.

“This is Zoe. She’s your interviewee for the day” the girl beamed, before turning on her heel and leaving.

I turned back to face the woman sat behind the desk. She quickly got up and moved to shake my hand.

“Nice to meet you Zoe, I’m Jayne. Please sit down.” she said, gesturing towards the chair opposite the desk.

I nodded timidly, and sat down. Jayne took her place behind the desk and smiled at me.

“No need to be nervous!” she grinned.

I smiled at her, as I handed her the documents she wanted me to bring.

“Well you certainly have done some training. Now, in your own opinion, what do you think makes a good PA for a manager to musicians?” she said, leaning back in her chair.

“Well…Someone who has passion for their job. And someone who has a good taste in music” I said, the nerves slowly melting away.

She smiled at me “A Perfect answer.”

Part 3

Okay, so I was doing well. Really well. She asked me questions, and I answered them. She kept nodding and smiling, making me feel less nervous. 

At the end of the day, she smiled, and said, ‘Thanks, Zoe. I’ll be in touch within the next few days.’ 

I nodded, and left the room. 

As I walked down the corridor, desperately trying to remember my way back to reception. As I walked along, looking at my feet in the heels, I felt another body smack into mine.

‘Sorry, sorry.’ I mumbled, looking up and flicking my fringe out of my face.

My jaw dropped. The boy I’d walked into looked at me, and his eyes widened. 

‘Come on Nath, we have to go and see Jayne!’ a boy said from behind him.

He bit his lip and said, ‘Sorry.’ And with that, he turned to look at the lads behind him and walked away.

And I was left standing in the corridor, feeling red and flustered. 

Nathan. Nathan Sykes. My Nathan.

And he was working for Jayne.