Bayley's P-O-V

Slow and steady..won't give me anything now. I am already 30 minutes late for the interview. So, I took a deep breathe and rushed inside the office. But, yes, in my luck, nothing falls into place; so, just as I took a right turn I bumped into someone spilling her hot cup of coffee all over her.

'What the..' a tall lady with straight red hairs snapped at me angrily.

Oh no! She must be an employee here and that means, I'll never get the job.

'Look, I'm so sorry. I wasn't..' I tried to say fast but she cut me off.

'Sorry!' she spat angrily. 'Don't you have your eyes. You ruined my dress.' she said pointing towards her low cut pink top completely messed up.

'Ehm...that's really gross but please let me go. I've an interview.' I almost pleaded.

'Let you go!' she said chuckling. She must've other plans for me. Oh god!

'What's going on Eva?' another female voice caught our attention. There was another red headed, though her's weren't that bloody red, it had a tinge of ginger and her accent too was different.

'What else, this silly school girl just spilled my coffee all over, ruining my dress completely.' she complained. The other lady looked at me.

Yeah, I know I dress different from other girls. I don't prefer anything fancy and I don't even like to let my hairs open. It disturbs at times. So, I prefer a side pony tail at work. But, that doesn't allow her to call be a silly school girl!

'Excuse me, I actually was getting late for my interview. So, I rushed and without an intention, bumped into her.' I said to the orange haired lady.

'Oh!' she nodded. 'You're here for the interview for the COO's assistant post?' she asked. Hey! I guess her accent has a mix of Irish.

'Yes and I'm already late.' I said. 'Please let me go.' I said looking at the one who was still looking at her stained top.

She chuckled.

'And you think, you're really gonna get the job?' she smirked eyeing me from head to toe. My face fell.

'Well, never mind, come with me Miss..' the Irish accented one said.

'Bayley. Bayley Martinez.' I said.

'Okay Bayley. Come with me.' she said. I went after her but that couldn't destruct me from the fact that the other lady was digging holes at the back of my head with her disgusted gaze.

**

'Lauren Holmes.' another name was called as I went through my big fat Sociology book. Of course, all others, mostly girls had no such bags or anything. They were busy putting on their make-up or may be applying a little more lip gloss. None of them were as stupidly dressed as me. Of course, this is a fashion company and I am not at all getting this job.

After two long hours...

'Bayley Martinez' I heard my name being called.

'Yeah..yeah..that's me.' I said loudly. I was the last one left.

'Come this way.' the lady said. I nodded standing from the sofa.

My steps were getting numb with every step towards the big door of the interview hall.

'There.' the lady showed me the door and her job was over. She moved away.

I swallowed the lump formed in my throat and slowly pushed the door. As the view widened, my heart beat raced.

There were 6-7 people sitting on the other side of the table, examining documents and scrolling their laptops.

'May I come in? ' I asked. I felt most of them looking up at me, though I didn't want to think about that.

'Come in.' the guy in the middle said in a deep voice. The name plate read Roman Reigns, the Chairman, CEO, the Shield.

I gave a slow nod and slowly extended my steps towards the hot seat.

'Have a seat.' a guy with dirty blonde hairs and blue eyes said. The name plate read Dean Ambrose, CEO, The Shield.

I slowly pushed the chair and sat on it carefully. I have a habit of tripping when I'm nervous. I definitely didn't want that to happen here.

'So, Bayley Martinez right?' another guy beside Roman Reigns said. He wore glasses and tied his black hairs into a smooth bun. Seth Rollins, CEO, The Shield was written on the plate.

'Yes, that's me.' I said. He nodded.

I saw Mr. Rollins passing my resume towards Mr. Reigns who was giving it a good look.

I sat there nervously looking at other interviewers. Beside Mr. Ambrose on the left, there was a young lady with blonde hairs. Alexa Bliss, Finance Manager, The Shield, the desk note read. Beside her was a middle aged man Shawn Michaels, Chief Advisor, The Shield. While on the right, beside Seth Rollins was a seemingly tall and handsome guy with blue eyes, Randy Orton, Resource Manager, The Shield, the clip read. With him was a chubby middle aged guy with insanely shabby girls. Mic Foley, Advisor, The Shield was his identity.

As I examined them, they examined my records too.

'So, Bayley, tell us something about yourself.' Mr. Ambrose said.

I smiled. It was time to be myself.

'Well, ehm.. I'm Bayley Martinez, 26 years old, I love to talk with people and make them smile. I love pets and I have a cute puppy named Mille in my home at San Jose. And, I miss my parents when I'm here in Florida. I've never worked anywhere before and I'd love to count my first income. I mean that would be awesome. ' I said feeling the thing already.

'May be I could take my mom to Paris, her favorite city and may be I'll get Dad an old school radio collections that I broke when I was seven or may be I'll get a sister for Mille too.' I said suddenly remembering but then I realized that I was speaking aloud my thoughts and I was in the middle of an interview. Screw me!

Mr. Ambrose chuckled.

'Cool.' he said.

I saw Seth Rollins and Randy Orton suppressing a laugh too.
Do I seem that silly?

Mr. Reigns was keenly focusing on his laptop screen and passed the device to his left to discuss few things with Mr. Michaels.

'So, what's your idea on the position you're applying for?' Alexa Bliss asked me.

'I'm really excited.' I said jumping off a little but then I recalled the manners.

'I mean who would not be. The Shield is one of the biggest company of the country right now. Any association with it would be worth one, even this interview.' I said.

'What's your idea about fashion?' she asked.

'Yeah, fashion is everywhere. The way I'm sitting, talking responding is my fashion. Everyone has theirs.' I said.
'To me, fashion has no exact definition or pattern.' I said.

'And that's all you know..' she tried to cross question me, making my head throb already. But, thankfully, I was saved.

'Oh C'mon Miss Bliss! I think you asked her about her idea about fashion.' Mr. Rollins invaded now. 'So, it isn't necessary she would comply to every point you hold, you know.' he added.

Oops.. I guess that wasn't too cool with Alexa Bliss. She gave him a death glare and looked towards me again. I hope she doesn't vest her anger on me.

'Fine.' she said.

'So, Miss Martinez, what can you assure us if you get the job today?' the chairman Mr. Reigns asked now.

'Well Sir, I can only assure that once I get the assurance of my job, I'll assure you to keep your company up to the mark of every assurance it ever makes.' I said. Mr. Reigns smiled.

'Wow! Nice alliteration Bayley.' Mr. Rollins said giving me a thumbs up. Wow!

'Well, thank you Sir.' I said.

'How far can you cope yourself with the business administration?' Mr. Foley asked.

'Well, business is all about exxegeration. The more you think, the more you dream, the more you talk, the more you try and the more you count.

'I guess you know that of you get the job, you'll be the Personal Assistant to all three CEOs. So, you can imagine the workload and challenges.' Mr. Michaels said.

'Yes Sir. I know that and I guess it's only work that keeps us going and it is the challenges that makes life exciting. I love challenges and I would love my job.' I said.

'Your resume says you got a grade plus in an assignment dealing with accountancy. I like that.' Mr. Orton said.

'Thank you.' I said throwing him a smile.

'So, I guess you'd be good at finances as well.' Mr. Rollins asked.

'Well, I haven't had any direct experience in the sector but I can always try.' I said acknowledging my lack of practical skills.

'Yes, but finances and records are an important part of..' Mr. Rollins started but was soon cut off.

'Well, Mr. Rollins, I think she'd only have to process the records. I guess I'm still in charge of finances. So, a setback in that sector does not count at all.' Miss Bliss defended me now.

It was Mr. Rollin's time to clench his fists now. I could already feel his teeth gritting. Is he gonna vest in on me?

'Okay, I guess I'm done.' Mr. Rollins declared.

Pheww! I almost got a new life.

'Okay Miss Martinez, here's your last test.' Mr. Reigns said now.

My heart beat fast in anticipation.

'Ask me any question you want.' he said closing his laptop.

I was surprised. Now, that was something least expected. I opened my mouth but couldn't put words on it.

'Go ahead.' he said in his booming voice.

I closed my eyes. C'mon Bay! It's okay if you don't get this job. Don't be scared.

'Ehm..did you like me?' I asked breathing out. Mr. Reigns frowned his eyes. I could say every one was surprised and then, they all burst into a laughter.

What? Why? I needed to know that if they liked me for the job.

'Ehm.. Is there anything wrong I said?' I asked nervously.

Mr. Reigns, who was strongly suppressing a chuckle licked his lips.

'Yes. Can we negotiate the salary?' he asked.

My heart jumped. Did I just hear that right?
Salary! I got the job!

'Did.. Did.. I..?' I fumbled.

'Yes. You did it. I guess that answers your question too.' Mr. Ambrose said turning his head towards Mr. Reigns at the last part.

But, how? OMG! Mom's gonna be so proud!

I smiled big.

'Thanks a lot.' I said.

'No girl. You got because you deserved.' Miss Bliss said with a smile.

'Yeah, we loved your answers.' Mr. Foley said.

'Just a question..' Mr. Ambrose said making me frown a little.

'Would you still dress this way when you come?' he asked.

Dress! Why do they think there's something wrong in my dress? I mean it's not usual but it's not unnatural either.

'Uhmm... I.' I struggled with words.

'Stop it Dean. We don't have a dress code here and Miss Martinez, let's discuss the salary on the paperworks. And if you're not satisfied we can talk tomorrow when you start. ' Mr. Reigns said.

'Tomorrow?' I asked surprised.

'Yes. 9 am sharp.' he said. 'Problem?' he asked raising an eyebrow.

'No.. Not at all. I'll be there.' I said.

'Okay congrats.' Mr. Rollins said '.. and our employee Miss Lynch would show you our cabins and aid you with the paperworks.' he said. I nodded.

Mr. Reigns pressed a bell and after a while, there was the ginger headed Irish accented girl who walked to the room.

'Becky, explain her the terms, conditions and policies of our company and help her with this.' Mr. Reigns handed her with a paper.

'Yes Mr. Reigns.' she said, taking the papers from him.

'Okay Miss Bayley. You can just count on her now.' Mr. Orton said. I nodded and looked at Becky, who gave me a smile.

'Let's go.' she said. I nodded and stood up to walk behind her.

I can't believe I'm a part of the Shield!!

A/N:

Hello readers!

I know it was a boring first chapter. But, I just wanted to introduce Bayley into the scene.

I hope the second chapter would be more interesting and it'll be from Alexa's P-O-V.

Till then, please, read, vote and comment your reactions on this chapter..

Love you all..