Summary: A modern take on the Immortals series by the all mighty Tamora Pierce. It will eventually be D/N, but until then expect delicious sexual tension. The rating will go up, expect lemons in future chapters.
Please read and review. I am welcome to all ideas. I apologize for any mistakes as I do not have a beta reader.
This title is the song Perfect Fit by Tilly and the Wall. From their amazing CD Wild Like Children
Perfect Fit
Daine watched the queue around Conte Inc. booth and began to silently panic. How could she think that this was a good idea? Driving into the city for a career fair, to apply for a job that she was barely qualified for, at one of the top industries in the country; was she crazy?
Stop, she ordered herself, you are more than qualified for this job. In fact, you are probably more qualified than any of the other applicants. Just take a deep breath and jump in.
Daine walked over to the table, trying to look more confidant than she felt in her best business suit. It was second hand, but no one would know because of the custom tailoring that she splurged on.
That was the trick, look like you weren't desperate even if you were. Daine was desperate. If she wanted Grad school, she needed a better job. This job. It was the highest paying one she could find with her qualifications.
This was it.
By the time she had reached the table, most of the crowd had cleared, leaving one young man and a woman who was maybe 10 years older than Daine's 22.
She introduced herself and held out her hand. "Hello, my name is Veralidaine Sarrasri. I am applying for the position of Executive Assistant to Ms. Chamtong."
The woman looked her over from behind the table and leaned over to shake her hand. "Well, it is very nice to meet you Veralidaine; I already received your application if I am not mistaken. Evin?"
She looked over at the young man.
"Right here Onua." He handed her a few papers.
Daine looked at the woman in surprise. "You're Ms. Chamtong?"
"Yes, and please call me Onua."
Daine blinked a few times, "Alright."
Onua proceeded to ask her a few questions. "Well, your application is quite impressive for someone so young. I see you were accepted to Stanford early on scholarship, graduating with honors."
"What I want to know is why this job, from what I can see, you majored in Veterinary Science with a minor in biology. Why an executive assistant Veralidaine?"
Here's the big one Daine thought. I have to sell this or I'm screwed.
"Please call me Daine, ma'am."
"I have heard many good things about the company. There are a great many opportunities available to someone with this position, in terms of meeting important people. I am also in the process of applying to Graduate School, and a steady job, with a well known company will considerably improve my chances of acceptance."
"I would be lying if the financial aspect didn't appeal to me as well."
Onua was impressed to say the least. This girl, no woman she corrected herself, was very impressive. She was honest, almost blunt, but sincere. Onua had heard enough people today gushing about how much they loved the company and deserved the job. Really, all they wanted was a high paying position that would look good on later resumes.
She was a breath of fresh air.
Onua did have more questions though. The most important being her parents. At twenty-two, this girl should have been reaching the end of her college education, still partially living off of her family. She asked as such.
"My mother died when I was a child, I have never known my father. I was raised in the foster system until receiving legal freedom at age sixteen, at the same time I applied early to college."
It was ridiculous that it still hurt to bring up her parents; Daine had been taking care of herself since she was 11. So she ignored the slight stinging behind her eyes; determined not to let Onua know.
Well, I'm impressed; Onua thought. She could see the pain Daine was hiding at this topic of conversation and decided to change the subject.
"Here is the deal, Daine. I am very impressed by your resume, and I think you are more than qualified for this job. However…"
Uh-oh, Daine thought. Here comes the rejection.
"I am a little bit worried as to your age. As you know, part of your job is to help train new recruits. Many of which will be college graduates who are a few years older than yourself. I want to be sure you can handle it."
Daine knew what was coming next. She would be offered a lower position, with less money. Grad school was out the window.
"So, I am offering a probation period."
Daine's head shot up. She was getting the job?!
"Is that acceptable?" Onua asked.
"Absolutely!" Daine nearly shouted at the woman before her. "I mean, certainly. That is a very reasonable request."
Onua very nearly laughed out loud at the young woman's enthusiasm. "Alright. Does Monday work to start training?"
"Oh, yes, perfectly." Hell, Daine wanted to start that minute.
"Alright, see you then. My office is on the 28th floor. Just ask the receptionist when you get up there. This is a temporary security pass, to get you up there. We'll make you a permanent one when the probationary period is up."
Daine took the pass. Before she left, she thanked Onua profusely. The young man introduced himself as Evin, Onua's temporary assistant. When his boss's back was turned, he gave Daine an encouraging wink.
Daine drove the long commute back to the apartment she shared with her best friend.
They were about to move into an apartment closer to both of their jobs, and Daine assaulted by boxes as she walked in. Then she was assaulted by an excited Miri.
"Did you get it??" She yelled in Daine's ear.
"Yes Miri, I got it."
"Oh My God! That is awesome Daine! We have MONEY!" Daine wanted to cover her ears at Miri's screaming. Daine loved her like a sister, but sometimes she was a bit much to handle.
That night they bought a bottle of cheap wine and celebrated by drinking and packing.
Daine could hardly wait to start work.
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