Dream Jobs Series [English Version]
Title: One of the Dream Jobs for the JUMPers
Author: jojojouna
Pairing: HSJ X YOU
Rating: G
Disclaimer: only my own plot, not the boys (if only I can have one .. T ^ T)
Summary: what is one of the perfect jobs for JE fan girls? Let's check it out yo!
Note: thanks to kissmegreen to give me ideas about this one-shot. The related post from her is this: what's your job?. My second one-shot! Yay! English is not my first language, so please correct me if i'm wrong and be gentle to me.. XD
Alarm clock rang loudly. Lazily you moved your hand from the blanket and looked for the noisy clock and turned it off. Accidentally you dropped it from the table and the clock stopped ringing. You wrapped your body more tightly back into a thick and warm blanket. Not long after that, the alarm from your hand phone rang out, made you re-awoken. Your hands searched for your hand phone and turned it off.
10 minutes later you were awakened by your hand phone ringtone. The ringtone was special, only for the family and that usually calls you early in the morning is your mother at home who felt lonely after your father left for work.
"Hellooo," your voice was still sleepy, little conscious attempt to listen to lectures this morning.
"You!! Why was still sleeping at this hour?! Don’t you have a job interview at 8?!! Let's get ready fast!" Mama’s voice and the topic soon wake you from your sleep. You saw the wall clock that has been showed at 7.15.
"Noooooooooo !!!!!!" you cried hysterically. You immediately ran to the bathroom, left your mother yelling and getting angry over your lateness on the phone.
Immediately bathed and dressed up in a flash, put additional portfolios, wallet, and hand phone into the bag, and then left the flat in a hurry. Luckily, the bus was already there when it got to drop off the passengers at the bus stop. Journey to the company is not too long and far. 10 minutes later, you've got there but it was already 7:45. Soon you're running towards the building where your interview held in, ran through the lobby, to the open elevator. Touché! Luckily, it was overtaken.
Finally, you arrive on time on the 12th floor, where your first job interview will be conducted. Luckily, the interviewers also arrived late so you could still get ready.
"Ms. ... ... ... .. "[Fill it with your name]
Your name was called first time. With the tense you entered the interview room. In the room there were 3 men sitting behind a large mahogany desk. Two older men using the suit, while a younger man wearing casual outfit.
After shaking hands and asking you to sit, they leafed through your portfolio. It’s the portfolio containing photographs of your work so far.
"So, could you please tell me why you want to work in our company?"
"Because I am interested in your job offer, which of course in accordance with the competencies that I have," your job spontaneously. But then you regret the answer yourself, do not feel too honest and ambitious.
"So, what experience do you have so that you yourself feel able to work with us on this company?" asked the interviewer to dress casually.
You paused a few seconds, take a breath, and replied, "So far I have had experience as a stylist at several photo shoots and I think my experiences are quite helpful for me to work with you in this company."
Then the interview to be running more smoothly. You dared to ask about your job description and your career in the company.
After 15 minutes, the interview was finished and you went home with feelings of anxiety
Can I get it? Do my answers convince them? or not? I should not directly answer the spontaneous like that .. Akh, why it seems I made mistakes?
Almost a week there’s no word from the company. You also begun to give up on hope. Your mother was calling you every day, made you even more frustrated over this unclear situation. Do not know if you are accepted or not.
But then ..
Ring ring ring ..
Your telephone rang, made you wake up from your reverie. A brief glimmer of hope arose in you.
"Hello?"
"Hello, may I speak with Angie?" asked the voice on the other.
Your heart ached. "Sorry, you have the wrong number." and you hung it up with empty heart. It seemed there is no hope anymore.
Ring ring ring ...
Immediately, you picked up the phone.
"Any word from the company?" it turned out your mother's calling.
"Mama, how they can call me if any time you kept on calling me, Mama!" you slammed down the phone, frustration clearly defined in your face.
Ring ring ring ...
With a heavy heart, you picked up the phone. Must have the wrong number again.
"Helloo ~" greeting with a limp.
"Hello, is this true Ms ... ....[fill it with your name]?" Said the voice on the other side.
"Yes, it’s me."
"You passed. Please come to the office tomorrow morning at 8 AM. Thank you. " and the conversation was over.
Oh, no! No! Am I dreaming? I am accepted! I am accepted! I am accepted!
You screamed with joy and ran around the room, showed your excitement from your heart. You called your parents, telling the news to them. You celebrated it by buying yourself a nice meal that night.
The next morning, you wake up with renewed vigor. Wearing clothes you thought the most good and comfortable and then went with cheerful hearts.
Arriving there, you're immediately asked to go to the main stylist’s room to get a briefing. You knocked on the door and entered the room. The boss who turned out the interviewer was dressed in casual outfit looked at you from top to bottom, look at the clothes that you were using.
What's wrong with my clothes huh? The question was spinning in your brain.
As if she could read your mind, your boss said, "Tomorrow morning, wear casual clothes and sneakers only. We're not going to work here, "
Eh?
"Follow me. I'll explain the job, "she said as she walked out of his office.
You followed her toward the parking lot, rode on his car, and headed to a place like a collection of some very large warehouses.
As she walked into the building where there were so many sets and cameras, your boss said, "We're going to be their stylists here. You will be my assistant. "
You entered another room and in it you could see the crowd in the dressing room. Chinen playing with Yamada's cheeks, Yuto did monomane with Yabu, Takaki, and Inoo. Keito played his guitar, and Daiki, Hikaru, and Yabu slept on the sofa.
Seeing some faces that you often see on tv, you felt confused.
What does this mean?
As if she could read your mind again, your boss said, "Well, as you see, we'll be the stylists for them, dressing and undressing ..yeah, Hey! Say! JUMP. "
Oh My God!!! >.<
this version is for the JUMPers.. ^^
comments are loved ♥
Author: jojojouna
Pairing: HSJ X YOU
Rating: G
Disclaimer: only my own plot, not the boys (if only I can have one .. T ^ T)
Summary: what is one of the perfect jobs for JE fan girls? Let's check it out yo!
Note: thanks to kissmegreen to give me ideas about this one-shot. The related post from her is this: what's your job?. My second one-shot! Yay! English is not my first language, so please correct me if i'm wrong and be gentle to me.. XD
Alarm clock rang loudly. Lazily you moved your hand from the blanket and looked for the noisy clock and turned it off. Accidentally you dropped it from the table and the clock stopped ringing. You wrapped your body more tightly back into a thick and warm blanket. Not long after that, the alarm from your hand phone rang out, made you re-awoken. Your hands searched for your hand phone and turned it off.
10 minutes later you were awakened by your hand phone ringtone. The ringtone was special, only for the family and that usually calls you early in the morning is your mother at home who felt lonely after your father left for work.
"Hellooo," your voice was still sleepy, little conscious attempt to listen to lectures this morning.
"You!! Why was still sleeping at this hour?! Don’t you have a job interview at 8?!! Let's get ready fast!" Mama’s voice and the topic soon wake you from your sleep. You saw the wall clock that has been showed at 7.15.
"Noooooooooo !!!!!!" you cried hysterically. You immediately ran to the bathroom, left your mother yelling and getting angry over your lateness on the phone.
Immediately bathed and dressed up in a flash, put additional portfolios, wallet, and hand phone into the bag, and then left the flat in a hurry. Luckily, the bus was already there when it got to drop off the passengers at the bus stop. Journey to the company is not too long and far. 10 minutes later, you've got there but it was already 7:45. Soon you're running towards the building where your interview held in, ran through the lobby, to the open elevator. Touché! Luckily, it was overtaken.
Finally, you arrive on time on the 12th floor, where your first job interview will be conducted. Luckily, the interviewers also arrived late so you could still get ready.
"Ms. ... ... ... .. "[Fill it with your name]
Your name was called first time. With the tense you entered the interview room. In the room there were 3 men sitting behind a large mahogany desk. Two older men using the suit, while a younger man wearing casual outfit.
After shaking hands and asking you to sit, they leafed through your portfolio. It’s the portfolio containing photographs of your work so far.
"So, could you please tell me why you want to work in our company?"
"Because I am interested in your job offer, which of course in accordance with the competencies that I have," your job spontaneously. But then you regret the answer yourself, do not feel too honest and ambitious.
"So, what experience do you have so that you yourself feel able to work with us on this company?" asked the interviewer to dress casually.
You paused a few seconds, take a breath, and replied, "So far I have had experience as a stylist at several photo shoots and I think my experiences are quite helpful for me to work with you in this company."
Then the interview to be running more smoothly. You dared to ask about your job description and your career in the company.
After 15 minutes, the interview was finished and you went home with feelings of anxiety
Can I get it? Do my answers convince them? or not? I should not directly answer the spontaneous like that .. Akh, why it seems I made mistakes?
Almost a week there’s no word from the company. You also begun to give up on hope. Your mother was calling you every day, made you even more frustrated over this unclear situation. Do not know if you are accepted or not.
But then ..
Ring ring ring ..
Your telephone rang, made you wake up from your reverie. A brief glimmer of hope arose in you.
"Hello?"
"Hello, may I speak with Angie?" asked the voice on the other.
Your heart ached. "Sorry, you have the wrong number." and you hung it up with empty heart. It seemed there is no hope anymore.
Ring ring ring ...
Immediately, you picked up the phone.
"Any word from the company?" it turned out your mother's calling.
"Mama, how they can call me if any time you kept on calling me, Mama!" you slammed down the phone, frustration clearly defined in your face.
Ring ring ring ...
With a heavy heart, you picked up the phone. Must have the wrong number again.
"Helloo ~" greeting with a limp.
"Hello, is this true Ms ... ....[fill it with your name]?" Said the voice on the other side.
"Yes, it’s me."
"You passed. Please come to the office tomorrow morning at 8 AM. Thank you. " and the conversation was over.
Oh, no! No! Am I dreaming? I am accepted! I am accepted! I am accepted!
You screamed with joy and ran around the room, showed your excitement from your heart. You called your parents, telling the news to them. You celebrated it by buying yourself a nice meal that night.
The next morning, you wake up with renewed vigor. Wearing clothes you thought the most good and comfortable and then went with cheerful hearts.
Arriving there, you're immediately asked to go to the main stylist’s room to get a briefing. You knocked on the door and entered the room. The boss who turned out the interviewer was dressed in casual outfit looked at you from top to bottom, look at the clothes that you were using.
What's wrong with my clothes huh? The question was spinning in your brain.
As if she could read your mind, your boss said, "Tomorrow morning, wear casual clothes and sneakers only. We're not going to work here, "
Eh?
"Follow me. I'll explain the job, "she said as she walked out of his office.
You followed her toward the parking lot, rode on his car, and headed to a place like a collection of some very large warehouses.
As she walked into the building where there were so many sets and cameras, your boss said, "We're going to be their stylists here. You will be my assistant. "
You entered another room and in it you could see the crowd in the dressing room. Chinen playing with Yamada's cheeks, Yuto did monomane with Yabu, Takaki, and Inoo. Keito played his guitar, and Daiki, Hikaru, and Yabu slept on the sofa.
Seeing some faces that you often see on tv, you felt confused.
What does this mean?
As if she could read your mind again, your boss said, "Well, as you see, we'll be the stylists for them, dressing and undressing ..yeah, Hey! Say! JUMP. "
Oh My God!!! >.<
this version is for the JUMPers.. ^^
comments are loved ♥