Medina walked into the office, stilettos clicking on the floor. She knew she was perfect for the part and was not going to let anyone, not anyone, stand in her way!
Upon entering she glanced around the modernly furnished office. Windows encased three sides of the room, making the room look enormous! The furniture was quite modern in a sort of eclectic…. What! Medina was reeling. Sitting in the chair next to the secretary was Felicia, her arch nemesis, her rival, her gold-digging, spiteful, revenge-seeking foe. Medina couldn’t believe what she was seeing. How did Felicia find out about the interview? Certainly, it wasn’t a case of subterfuge by the company, boasting that they are loyal to one girl at a time.
Medina quickly composed herself, straightened her skirt and walking with shoulders high, walked right past Felicia to the open seat next to Mr. Braxton’s office door. She could hear Felicia snicker as she walked past, trying to get her nerves jostled. Nothing would ruin this for her.
The door to Mr. Braxton’s office opened. He glanced out into the office waiting area. He looked at Felicia and politely nodded. Still scanning the room, he glanced down to his left where Medina was sitting. “Medina, I am so glad you came today. I think I might just have the role for you!” Medina melted with relief. Maybe she didn’t have to worry as much as she thought.
I have been trying to think of how to use this prompt. I could write a poem about Alice. I could try and list all of the Alice’s I know of. I could write a story of Alice or talk about how much I love Alice in Wonderland. So I will do a little of each…..
Alice is a lady who lives right up the street
Every time I’m walking she smiles when we meet.
She has a little puppy, whose name is Baby Blue
He is so cute and fuzzy, you can’t help what you do.
You have to touch and hold him, cuddle him right up
Take him home, bath him good, and call him your new pup.
Alice in Wonderland Alice the waitress in that diner (can’t recall the show) Alice on the Brady Bunch Alice, the lady I used to cook pies for ***not a very long list***
Once upon a time there was a woman named Alice. She was a chubby woman because she loved to bake and eat all the goodies herself. One day a nice family moved in the house across the street from Alice. She knew right away that she would bake them something nice to welcome them to their new home. First, she baked chocolate chip cookies, but you cannot really give someone only two or three cookies as a welcome gift, especially when there are at least four people in the family. Next, she baked a sweet peach pie. She could not bring that over because by the time she was done there were no peaches left in the sweet crust. Knowing she had to do something, she thought and thought about what she could bake that would be enough to bring over. Alice took out all her pots and pans, her flour and sugar, rolling pin, electric mixer, and all the other ingredients she was going to need. She worked and worked to get the recipe exactly right. Finally, she had her baked goods for the new neighbors. She had made peanut butter cookies! What was different about these you ask? Well, she was allergic to peanuts. She figured she would have to make something she really could not eat. Problem solved and new neighbors are happy to meet Alice.