Chapter 50

My scheduled date to leave the United States is in two weeks and I still haven't managed to do all my paperwork.

Seriously, how did Indigo do this?

"E-Excuse me-" a light knock on my opened door jolted me awake from my daydream. "-I'm the new intern from Ocean High School, um-"

My eyes met with a girl with faux-locs, warm ivory skin, dark brown eyes, and a semi-professional attire that hugged her small frame. I wore my best I'm-definitely-not-thinking-about-committing-arson-on-my-own-company smile and motioned her to come closer.

"Miss Ross?" I asked, shaking her sweaty hand firmly and secretly wiped my hand with an alcohol wipe underneath my desk.

She nodded. "Yes."

I motioned her to sit down and I pulled up her information on my computer. "This says you applied for the Accounting Clerk position, which is a big job for someone who's still in high school. Are you sure your schedule matches the requirement to take on this position?"

She nodded. "Yes, ma'am."