2 Job Hunting (2/2)

Knowing better than to pick a fight with her brother over some pancakes, Isabella mumbled a 'thank you' before starting to devour them. As much as she hated eating the same thing everyday, she had to admit that her brother was the best cook in the world. She wondered endlessly on how he could make even the pancakes taste so amazing?

Not able to withstand the temptations, Isabella served another five pancakes onto her plate. She could feel her brother's mocking eyes on her as if saying 'Admit that you love my pancakes?!'. Isabella could feel her cheeks heat up, ignoring the visible sign of her embarrassment she gobbled her food.

Eric rolled his eyes at her defiant behaviour. He leaned against the chair observing Isabella swipe away the entire food in a few minutes, no matter how many times he witnessed her speed in finishing the meal he could not help but be stunned.

”Let me do the cleaning...” Eric volunteered as he saw Isabella struggling to balance the plates.

”You are damn late, do you want to clean the house too before you leave?!”

This time Eric's words hit Isabella at the right point as she handed him all the plates in her hand. Sprinting towards the shoe rack, she slipped on red unbranded sneakers to go with her wine red sweater. Fixing the back pack on her shoulders and tightening the hold on the batman key-chain, Isabella turned towards Eric.

”I will be back before 9, hopefully with good news. Y-you...”

Eric cut off her rambling by dropping a kiss on her cheek.

”You will surely come back with good news.” he encouraged.

”Yes, I will.” Flashing a bright smile at her cute brother, Isabella exited their tiny apartment.

With renewed energy, Isabella rode on her bicycle towards the first address which she jotted down in her mini notebook.

...

”Isabella Waters, 19...” The manager spoke as he skimmed through her information.

A tiny frown appeared on his face, Isabella had a faint idea about what he was going to ask her. The manager did not fail her expectations.

”No parents is fine, but you do not have guardians either?”

Taking in a deep breath, she answered ”All my childhood happened in the Military school for the juveniles. I was allowed to live on my own after I turned 18 and since I'm legally an adult, I am acting as a guardian for my brother.”

Juvenile school is the place where the underage criminals are given proper education and the military helps them to get rid of their past problematic habits. And no sane person will employ someone with criminal record of any kind, be it big or small. If only there was some guardian behind her name, then he would have someone to go to if the girl commits anything wrong in the future. He would not be having second thoughts like now.

The manager sighed as he observed the girl before him, she looked decent enough. But, he could not take a risk by betting on the character of the girl, human nature is the most fickle of all.

”I'm sorry, I can't offer you the job given your questionable background. I need someone old enough who can be responsible for your actions later.”

Isabella long expected this automated reply. But, she did not blame the manager or anyone who rejected to give her the opportunity. So, she politely thanked the manager before leaving the shop.

”Well, next one...” Plastering a bright smile on her face, Isabella headed to her next destination.