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Autumn's POV

Searching and searching for a new job seem way more easier in my head. After sending multiple resumes to different companies, none have responded. Some went to great lengths to tell me that I was a perfect candidate but there was no room or positions available.

There were a few position openings in the food industry but I wasn't as qualified, much to my display I preferred my career choice-something in the business world. I couldn't waitress or cook in my life even if I wanted to. I'm a clumsy klutz and me and waitressing don't mix. It's pretty bad. If I don't find a job in the next month or two, I'm going to have to take the latter. I pray to god not.

I don't care what job I get at this point. I have my JellyBean and I can't be selfish and think of myself. I am not only providing for myself but for my Jellybean too.

I really hated being a secretary and personal assistant only because it was time consuming and stressful but if it's a job that is offered I'll take it.

I majored with a bachelor's in business and marketing because it allowed me to interact and work with groups. I loved talking to people and it was not the cliche of being a secretary, filling and doing whatever it is they do. It wasn't the type of tea job but I'm willing to do anything at this point.

My resume, I believed was the best it could be but my recent absence of work made it extremely harder. It didn't matter the reason I was let go, it mattered because employers believed that some people were so called devious and untruthful. It was wrong in my opinion.

I continue eating my protein healthy yogurt, my laptop on my lap as I scan through all the available job offers and review what I could put in my resume that can make me stand out from others. Interrupting my thoughts, came Nessa's voice.

"Still going at it huh?" Ness nudges me, handing me the blanket I asked earlier because I was cold. Still am.

"Yup," I said not glancing at her but grabbing the soft cozy cover and placing over me.

"I believe in you, you have a job in no time," She spoke, positivity clear and hinted.

"That's the plan,"

"Okay, well I leave you to it. I'm heading out. Be back in an hour." I mutter a m'kay. Nessa waves goodbye before leaving me here in this annoying cycle of job searching.

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Nessa comes back like the exact time she said. An hour later she comes in, a few groceries in her hand probably to start dinner. I am still the spot from earlier, no progress whatsoever. I groan, putting my laptop aside before making my way to Nessa to help her. I grab some of the non-heavy groceries, as we head to the kitchen.

"Thank you but you really didn't need to do that. You're pregnant. You are not supposed to carry weight," She tells me as I roll my eyes. Not saying anything about her comment she goes ahead and starts putting the food away.

"Any progress?" She tells me as she organized the food.

"No," I mope in disappointment. She gives me a look, telling me to explain and what's up with my crappy mood.

"I don't want to be jobless, Nessa! I need to be prepared when JellyBean comes. I don't know what to do. I need money." I pout, not wanting to get emotional but at this rate I will end up crying.

"How can I be a mother if I can't even provide for myself Nessa! I'm going to be homeless. I'm going to be alone with my baby homeless, dying and in the streets! No, I'm too bratty for that. I'm not ready! I can't even take a shower more than two days. " I practically cry now, going overboard. Nessa tries to comfort me but I ignore it.

"I don't want my baby to be broke and fetching for straps. What is that? My baby shouldn't live like that. I don't want to live in a motel and then be kick out weeks later because I can't afford it. I don't want to not shower and sleep because I can't! Nessa, Nessa I-I don't want to be broke or homeless. I-I'll never marry or have even more kids. I want more babies! No one wants a homeless mother with her kid. My child will end up hating me for being homeless and then I will truly be alone forever. I going to alone forever, Nessa!"

My phone rings putting my tantrum to a stop. I quickly go to the couch, picking up my phone.

"Hello?" I ask, my voice a little shaky from the rush. I'm still emotional and all I want to do is curl up in my room and cry. I don't want to be alone forever and homeless.

"Is this Ms. Black speaking?" A female answers the phone, my attention piping interest.

"Y-yes, this is she? May I ask whose speaking?"

"This is Ms. Raine. I am calling to inform about your recent application to the marketing job you applied for. We believe you are an qualified applicant for the position and we hope you can come in for an interview for further questions about your resume,"

My jaw physically drops in shook. An interview? The thing I wanted and desperately need. I look at Nessa who is just as shook as me. She quickly runs to my side.

"Say yes, say you're free," She whispers over the speaker.

"Umm...yes. Ok. Would time should I come in?"

"We have an opening tomorrow at 3:15 and Friday 1:30. Are you available at that time or do we need to reschedule?"

"I'm free tomorrow at 3:15," Nessa let's put a no so quiet squeal, celebrating the fact I booked an interview. That's pretty big compared to the non-progress I made.

"Okay, that will be great. You will see you there. Have a great day," The sweet lady spoke, a smile tugging at the corner of my lips.

"Thanks, you too." I disconnect the line, tossing my phone to its original place on the couch.

"I got an interview," I state in disbelief. Nessa smiles in excitement. We look at each other, our own private moment,  as we have one thing in our minds. . . a goal. I'm going to get that job even if that's the last thing I do.

Side note to self: Don't take that last part too seriously, I actually don't want to die.

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That's is for this chapter. Sorry, if it was boring. I'll make it up next chapter. Anyways, pretty soon there will be a time jump. So be ready to meet Autumn's baby daddy. Until next time...

Love, The Author

-Katherine