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Summary: Lita wakes up late and lost on the day of an interview, but that's not the worst part.

Lita abruptly woke up to the sound of her alarm going off on her phone. She groaned as she took the pillow from under her head and placed it over top to drown out the sound, but that didn't make anything better. She was so close to throwing her phone across the room just to make the annoying sound stop, but gave it a second thought.

"Oh God," Lita groaned as she blindly searched for her phone, finally finding it on the floor right besides the bed. She took a deep breath before opening her eyes so she could stop the alarm and catch a couple of more minutes of sleep before she had to finally wake up and get out of bed.

"Oh no! No no no no no!" Lita exclaimed, sitting right up in bed when she saw that it was nine in the morning meaning she had one hour to get ready and make it to her interview. The place where she was interviewing at was about twenty minutes away and that was without taking traffic into consideration.

Lita quickly got out of bed with the intent of quickly throwing something on and getting out of there. Maybe she could limit herself to a five minute shower. And coffee. She definitely needed some coffee to get rid of this headache and help her stay awake. She really regretted going out with her best-friend last night. The redheaded woman stopped in place as she took around her surroundings. It didn't take much longer for her to realize that this wasn't her room.

"Oh shit." This didn't look anything like either of the two bedrooms in her apartment. And then she became aware that she wasn't wearing much clothing. How the hell did she end up here?

And then the memories of the night before came flooding into her mind. Only her best-friend would take her out for a night of drinking before her interview. Trish claimed it would calm her nerves even though Lita had a feeling it had a lot more to do with the other woman's recent breakup than she was letting on. Plus, Lita was not nervous in any way for this interview.

Lita shook her head and slowly looked back towards the bed, preparing herself to see the random man she was pretty sure she hooked up with last night, but she didn't see anyone there. Instead of seeing that man, she saw a bright peice of paper there. She walked over to the other side of the bed and picked up the note before reading it: Lock the door when you leave. Don't even think about taking anything, there are cameras all over. ;).

Lita rolled her eyes, crumpling up the note before she tossed it aside. The woman knew she didn't have anymore time to waste especially since she didn't know where she was and how far it was from the location of her interview. Whatever the case, she knew she needed to get out of there as soon as possible. The redhead quickly searched for the rest of her clothes and put them on when she found them. She looked around the room to see if her purse was there as well, but didn't see anything, maybe she didn't bring it along with her.

Once that was done, Lita left the room so she could finally get out of there. She looked around the living room and spotted her purse on the floor near the door. She grabbed her purse from off the floor and opened it up to take the keys out, but she didn't see them in there.

"Where the hell are my keys?" Lita muttered to herself as she continued to look through the contents of her purse. "Oh shit," she remembered she didn't drive to the bar, Trish did. And she was pretty sure Trish still had the car. How was she supposed to get to the interview now? This day just kept getting better and better.

"A cab. Of course, a cab. But I can't go to the interview looking like this," she said as she looked down at herself, wrinkled clothes and all. She now had forty-five minutes to find some decent looking clothes and to get to her interview. Maybe she should just reschedule. She immediately shook that thought out of her head since Trish did pull some strings at work to get Lita this interview and she didn't want her friend to have to deal with her boss just because she skipped out on the interview.

Without giving it another thought, Lita quickly left the apartment as she dialed her friends number.

"Are you already here?" Was the first thing Lita heard when Trish answered her call. "You're early. A little too eager, huh?"

"Quite the opposite actually," Lita answered as she waited for the elevator. "Um, do you think it's possible to reschedule the interview? It's not like I even want this job"

"What? No Li, you have to be here. You need this before you can find something you actually want, you have bills to pay, so I asked for a favor for you. You can't-"

"Okay chill," Lita interrupted before Trish could get any further as she walked into the elevator and pressed the button for the lobby. "I'll be there, but I'll probably be late and I look a mess."

The blonde woman didn't say anything for a moment and Lita had a feeling their call could have been disconnected, but that's when she heard sound coming from the other end. The brunette let out a sigh before speaking. "Oh God. Care to explain?"

"It's actually your fault-"

"I definitely want to hear this."

"You left without me. First of all, you made me go with you and then you leave without me and I don't even know how I ended up here," she said as she walked off of the elevator then outside the apartment complex. "I don't even know where here is."

"Oh, you slut. You totally-"

"I don't have time for this Trish," Lita cut her friend off as she walked around the area and tried to figure out where she was. "I told you last night was a terrible idea. Are you sure I can't get in there at like eleven?"

"First, I want details later. Second, no. Li, he'll probably hire you as his secretary as long as you show up and just answer some stupid questions. Try dressing a little slutty, he's kind of a pig so that's a way to impress him."

"I don't understand why you work for him and why-"

"I work for his father," Trish corrected her friend, "I would never work for him. Just put the office address in the maps thing in your phone and then you can figure out how to get here and how far you are."

"Right. Duh," Lita said before she took her phone away from her ear and did as her friend said. "Wow. Much closer than I thought. It says I'm like a ten minute drive away. That's not bad, but I can't drive there."

"Just call a cab. I would come get you myself, but I just got here like half an hour ago and I can't leave already." Trish paused for a brief moment before continuing. "I'm sure you can find some stores in the Gallery which is like two blocks away, just buy an outfit from there. And don't forget perfume, don't want to smell like booze."

"Okay. I'll still probably be a few minutes late or something. I'll talk to you later." With that said, Lita hung up the phone so she could call for a cab. Hopefully it wouldn't take that long for the cab to arrive to her.

It was just ten minutes past ten when Lita finally arrived for the interview. She went to the first store she saw in the mall and grabbed the first thing she saw and brought it, hurriedly changing in the fitting room. She forgot to purchase a new pair of shoes so she was stuck in the ridiculous heels Trish made her wear the night before and boy, were her feet paying for it.

"Hi," Lita smiled at the receptionist as she entered the offices. "I'm Lita Dumas, I'm here for my interview with Mr. Cena."

"Which one?" the brunette woman, who Lita noticed name was Mickie based off of the sign on her desk, asked as she looked away from her computer to face the redhead.

"Um, excuse me?"

"There are two men with that name who work here so which one are you here to see?"

"Oh right, um... I don't... the one who's looking for a secretary?" Lita said unsure of herself. Maybe she should have actually listened to Trish when she was giving her information about the company. She couldn't even remember half the stuff she actually listened to. Yea, that definitely wasn't a good sign.

The other woman didn't say anything for a moment as she simply stared at Lita in disbelief. "So maybe read up on the company a little before coming out for an interview. Just throwing an idea out there." Mickie paused for a brief moment as she picked up the phone. "His name is John by the way." With that said, the woman dialed the extension to the man's office.

"Your ten o'clock is here..." The brunette waited as she listened to the voice on the other end. "Yes, she just got here... I know... okay." With that said, she hung up the phone and turned her attention the the redhead. "You can take a seat," she said gesturing to one of the chairs situated in the front. "He'll be with you in a moment. Did you fill out the application online?"

Lita nodded. "I think so. I'm pretty sure I did."

The brunette rolled her eyes at how unsure the redhead sounded as she looked back at her computer and scrolled through it. "I see it in the system. I don't know how you even got this interview."

"Lita! You're finally here!" Trish exclaimed as she walked to the front of the office.

"There it is," Mickie muttered under her breath which earned her the attention of both women.

Trish simply rolled her eyes before she looked back towards her friend. "Come on, I'll walk you to John's office," the blonde said as she led Lita to one of the offices towards the back. "Just make sure you stay away from Mickie if you do get this job. She's just a spiteful jealous bitch."

"Um, okay."

"By the way," Trish began to say as she quickly glanced back at her friend, "you don't look totally terrible given your situation."

"Which you're to blame."

Trish rolled her eyes as she stopped outside of John's office. "Keep telling yourself that if it makes you feel better. You didn't have to go, you could have said no."

"Try saying no a billion times to you."

"Well, you just give up too easily," Trish said as she knocked on the door to John's office and walked in with Lita in tow. "Hey John. This is Lita, be nice to her." With that said, the blonde woman left, closing the door behind her.

"Hi," Lita began to say as she walked further into the office. She opened her mouth to continue, but immediately closed it when she finally saw the man who she was just about to be interviewed by and possibly work for. Oh she definitely remembered him from last night. "Oh God."

"Care to take a seat?" John asked as she gestured towards the two empty seats on the opposite side of his desk.

Lita simply nodded as she walked over to one of the empty chairs in the room before taking a seat. She took a deep breath before looking up over at the man who didn't seemed bothered the slightest bit. Maybe he didn't remember the fact that the two had met and had got to know each other some type of way last night. "Um hi."

"Hey. I'm John. Tell me about yourself," he said just getting right to the point which Lita actually liker even though she really hated that question.

"Um sure," Lita began to say as she thought about what to say. She always hated this question because she never knew what to say. Like was she saying too much or was she not saying enough? It was always a terrible question. Why couldn't they just ask direct questions instead? "What do you want to know?" The woman asked before she could even stop herself. That was definitely one way to make a bad impression, but then again, she really didn't care about this job too much even though she could have used it for now.

John raised a brow. "Excuse me?"

"Like, what specifically do you want to know? That question is very vague."

"I want to know about your childhood," John answered which just confused Lita. "Why would I want to know about your childhood or any aspect of your life that doesn't relate to your work background? You are here for an interview if you forgot."

"Well, I just thought that was a vague question and I didn't want to give you an answer you didn't want."

"You're supposed to be selling yourself your right now and you're doing a poor job with that right."

Lita didn't know why, but she couldn't help it and just burst into laughter at those choice of words especially with what happened with those two last night even though John didn't seem you remember. "I'm not a whore so you didn't-" she stopped herself and cringed when she realized those words were leaving her mouth and she wasn't just thinking them. "Can we just pretend the last five minutes didn't happen and just start all over?"

John shrugged. "Whatever. You clearly can't answer that first question so let's just move on."

"I can tell you about myself."

John rolled his eyes. "Sure you can. Let's just move on." Lita simply nodded in response as the man continued. "Why do you want this job?"

"I could use the money," Lita laughed, trying to lighten up the mood even though it wasn't doing the trick at all. "I was just kidding," she said even though it was more so the truth than it was a joke. "Well, I think I can be a great asset to this company-"

"Bullshit," John cut off Lita. "You do realize you're just interviewing to be my secretary? No offense, but you're not going to be making a difference. The truth lies within your first answer."

Lita was a bit taken aback by the man's attitude and lack of professionalism. Sure she wasn't all there herself, but he was supposed to be interviewing her for a position and he was acting like a jerk. Of course Trish had previously warned her so she should have expected it. "Has anyone ever told you that you're kind of an ass?"

John snorted. "Never," he replied sarcastically. "Do you know how to make coffee?"

"Um, what?"

"It's becoming more and more apparent to me that you don't know how to answer questions," John said before getting back to the question at hand. "Coffee is something that people drink, sometimes it's caffeinated, sometimes it's not. I prefer caffeinated by the way. Do you know how to make it?" Lita rolled her eyes as she simply nodded in response. "Do you know how to answer the phone?"

"Um, yes," Lita asked hesitantly, not knowing why the man was asking her very simple questions. he probably thinks you're a moron because you couldn't give him a straight answer for his other questions.

"I'm assuming you know how to use a computer, copier, scanner, and fax."

"Of course."

"You know how to run simple tasks like get my dry cleaning, make travel arrangements, get me lunch, handling my calendar, and whatever else I would need you to do?"

"I'm sorry, dry cleaning? Am I interviewing to be your secretary or your personal slave?"

"Well, Trish said you were pretty desperate until you can get back on your feet and find something else and I can defintley tell that from all those random jobs you have on your resume. That arts degree hasn't been doing you any favors, huh?" He didn't wait for Lita to answer as he continued. "Plus, I'm willing to let you leave whenever you want even if you're here only for two weeks so I'm gonna say both."

Lita didn't say anything in response as she weighed out the pros and cons of this job. But all she could think about was how true his words were, she was pretty desperate. "Yes, I know how to do that for myself so I'm pretty sure we can work something out."

"How would you answer the phone if you were to get a call here?"

"Hello, Cena Enterprises, Lita speaking, how may I help you?"

"That's fine, just fix your tone."

"Fix my tone?"

"Be a little cheery. Act like you actually want to be here."

Lita had to fight the urge to roll her eyes, but lost that battle before trying that line once more. "Cena Enterprises, Lita speaking, how may I help you?" She said as little too perky and fake for her liking.

"And now you sound a little too happy. Maybe find a middle ground." Lita opened her mouth to say something, but John cut her off. "There's some time to fix that. You can start next Monday."

"I'm sorry, what?" Lita asked, trying to register what John just said to her. She was pretty sure she was hearing things because there was no way he just offered her the job based off of that interview. "Did you just offer me the job?"

John shrugged. "I just need someone who's breathing and living, it's not a tough job. Forty hours a week, nine to five, but sometimes you may work overtime if I need you."

The redheaded woman nodded. "Okay. But um, how much does it pay?"

John rolled his eyes. "More than you're currently making."

"But I'm not employed-"

"Exactly." It became quiet for a moment before John spoke up again. "Forty-five thousand yearly."

Lita didn't say anything for a moment because she was pretty surprised by what the man just said. She definitely wasn't expecting him to throw that number at her. "Just for a secretary job? I was expecting at least ten grand less than that."

"I can lower it if you would like."

Lita shook her head. "No no no, that is quite okay."

"Great, I'll see you on Monday. All formalities will be taken care of then. Try not to be late unlike today."

"Uh, I I won't. There were just some unforseen circumstances and..." she trailed off when she once again remembered the events of last night and groaned. At least he didn't remember her. Or maybe it wasn't even him and just someone who resembled him. "Um, I'll see you on Monday." Whatever the case, Lita got up from where she was sitting and was just about to leave when she heard the man speak.

"Just one more question," John began to say which made the woman stop in place and turn around to face him. "Did you remember to lock up when you left this morning?" He asked with a smirk present on his face. "And I'm sure you didn't take anything because I do have cameras in my apartment. Every room actually."

Lita's face immediately turned red once those words left John's mouth. Oh she definitely felt sick to her stomach. "I'm pretty sure you can't ask me that-"

"I'm not asking you as someone who just interviewed you and who you'll be working for," John cut his new secretary short. "I'm asking you as someone who you had sex with last night and someone who was in my apartment unattended for probably an hour."

"Is that why you hired me?" Lita asked. "Do you think I'm going to sleep with you-"

"Someone is too full of herself," the man interrupted the redhead once again. "I do remember you telling me earlier that you're not a whore so I'm sure you won't be up for that. But I won't be opposed to it if you change your mind."

"Not happening."

"Noted. But, like I said before, I just need someone who's breathing and living and you qualify. I didn't even want to go through with this interview, but some things are needed to be done according to the one person above me here."

"You can't record me without my permission."

"You were in my home so I'm pretty sure I'm allowed to do whatever I want."

"There are laws-"

"Maybe you should have gotten a law degree instead of that art one," John interrupted yet again which made Lita want to punch him for insulting her once again. "Someone doesn't have to tell you that they have cameras in their house before you enter it. You have heard of nanny cams, right? If it's legal to record one person, it's legal to record anyone." It became quiet for a moment before Lita opened her mouth to say something, but John cut her off because he just knew what she was going to say. "Relax before you overreact some more. I don't have video cameras in my apartment. That was just to scare you from taking something."

Lita let out a sigh of relief. That was definitely good to hear that he didn't have any sort of footage of her. "If you're scared of getting robbed, then maybe you shouldn't have left a stranger in your home."

"Yea well, one of us actually woke up this morning with a job so yea, that did need to be done."

"You're such an asshole. You don't know what I've been through the last few years so maybe you shouldn't insult someone you know nothing about. You're such a dick."

"And yet you choose to work for me."

"Like we went over a couple of times before, I'm desperate and I'm assuming so are you if you're willing to stick with me. I'll see you on Monday," with that said Lita left his office. That was such a disaster, she was surprised she actually walked out of there with a job. This was going to be interesting in the least.

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