Love Slave to the Mafia Boss's Passion 18 novel Chapter 144

“Excuse me. Are you open?” I asked softly as I poked my head in the door.

“Oh yes, how can I help you?” a middle-aged woman replied politely.

“Umm…this place just recently opened, right? I saw the sign outside that you’re looking for art teachers…” I said hesitantly.

“That’s right. We’re a new art school for kids that just opened in this area. We have other branches, but this is our newest branch,” the kind-looking lady replied.

“Are you still looking for art teachers?” I asked, not daring to get my hopes up.

“Of course. Are you interested?” she asked.

“Yes, I am. You see, I’m an art student in my final year and I’m looking for a parttime job,” I replied.

“Do you have any teaching experience or experience working with kids?” she inquired.

“Umm…not really. I’ve taught some of my juniors before but that’s about it,” I replied honestly.

“I see. Well, that’s not really a problem. If you can drop by to drop your resume here with your portfolio, then I can process your application for you. Would that work?” the lady offered.

“Of course. I live around here so I’ll make sure to drop it off here tomorrow. Is that, ok?” I asked before smiling at her.

“Yup. Thank you!” she replied enthusiastically.

“Thank you very much. I’ll see you tomorrow then,” I thanked her leaving.

Taking some risk paid off very well today. I haven’t landed a job yet but for the first time I had found a job opportunity that fit with what I was looking for. A part time job that was related to art. On top of that, I would get to teach children. It should be a lot of fun. This should help energize me and keep my mind off Hayden too.

I realized that I haven’t asked her for the pay but that didn’t worry me much because I wasn’t looking to make loads of money or anything like that. Later that evening after coming back from visiting my grandmother, I started updating my resume and compiling an updated version of my portfolio. Unless they’re looking for someone super advanced, my portfolio should be sufficient to land me the job. However, my lack of experience in teaching and dealing with small kids might get in the way.

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The next morning, I headed over to the newly opened art school to drop off my resume and portfolio. Since I was too focused and excited about inquiring about the job yesterday, I didn’t have time to appreciate just how colorful the school was. Whoever designed and decorated it had a good sense of artistic style. The bright colors mixed with attractive cartoon characters would surely attract the attention of children. It was quite early in the morning and the school was quiet.

“Excuse me,” I said when I pushed opened the door and entered.