Possession by KATHLEEN HAYAT (popular romance novels txt) 📗

3. Janitor's Job

"I don't think it's the right idea." Isabelle mumbled softly as she was trying her very best to stick the fake beard on her face which felt extremely uncomfortable and itchy.

"Let's just give it a try. It's not like we have any other option left." Emma mumbled beside her as she checked the material of that fake moustache.

Isabelle pouted as she continued to perform the task at hand. After a lot of struggles she was able to attach the moustache and beard to her face making her look weird. Her nose was small and her eyes were big, doe like. That was one thing but her lashes were so long and thick that it gave her face a girlish look. Not to forget her waist length dark black hair.

To cover her lashes or to avoid the attention her lashes get. Emma forwarded a nerdy looking spectacles which she wore. They were big enough to cover half of her face but they did the work. The glasses took the attention away from her lashes, relief.

Emma did her hairstyle in a way as she made a loose bun of her long silky hair and then stuck it properly to her head with the help of Bobby pins as she gave her the cap. She wore it and somehow it covered her hair too. But from back it still looked weird to which Emma advises to keep the collar of her shirt up so the girlish nape of her neck stays hidden.

As Isabelle stared at herself in the mirror she laughed out. She literally looked like a guy but Emma was staring at her dead seriously making her stare at her quietly now. "What?" Isabelle asked.

"Girl you do look like a man but is there any guy with such big boobs?" Emma said in a sarcastic tone making Isabelle gasp as her eyes widened and then she glared at Emma with red cheeks.

"I can't just make them disappear!" Isabelle spoke out embarrassed. Emma smirked as she eyed Isabelle up and down. "We sure can hide them." Emma mumbled mischievously, making Isabelle stare at her confused, cause there's no way.

"For God's sake. I can't breathe!" Isabelle whined out. But Emma continued to tighten the bandage like cloth around her upper body.

She was wearing a sports bra and on top of that Emma started to wrap her upper body or more precisely her bosoms in a cloth as they got squeezed back. And when she wore her shirt her chest became less visible making her look manly enough.

But she literally can't breathe!

"Ready?" Emma asked all enthusiastically, making Isabelle to stare at her, bored. "Yeah whatever!" She mumbled groggily as they both made their way out of the house and to the bus stop.

Luckily she wasn't getting much of the odd looks as she thought she'd get in this joker state of her.

Soon they reached the desired bus stop as they got off the bus. Emma was continuously telling Isabelle about the stuff to do or not to do and it is somewhat making the girl nervous.

She was glad that her lovely siblings didn't see her in such a condition because if they did. They won't stop talking about it and certainly would've felt bad for her and she really didn't want them feeling like it, so she's not going to tell them about it any time soon.

From that bus stop they had to walk a little to reach the place but as soon as the University came in sight both of their eyes widened at it.

They didn't say a word as they made their way towards the gate. The security guard eyed them warily as Emma told him about the job they ate here for.

The guard made them both sign on a register and gave them both a visit card as they thanked him and made their inside.

Now as she looked at the beautiful campus. Nervousness kicked in with a full voice making her stomach do weird flips. Isabelle held Emma's hand who was gawking at the boys who just walked past them.

"Emma. What was m-my name?" She stuttered as she looked around her warily.

"Ryder Noah." Emma stated in a duh tone making Isabelle to nod as she continued to chant that name in her head to memorise it.

Emma, who was gawking at everyone like they are aliens, came out of her admiring them as she made her way towards the office of the manager, who hier staff here and luckily it was a middle aged man in his late forties.

Both the girls entered after knocking and hearing a small come in. The man looked at them with narrowed eyes making Isabelle hell nervous as she was about to back out, when that man grinned at them.

"Come sit child." The manager said softly to Emma who sighed in relief as they both came forward and sat on the chairs in front of his desk.

"Sir, I'm Emma and this is Ryder, we are here for a janitor job for this man. Sir, he's really poor and had two children to feed with no mother on their head." Emma spoke in a completely broken voice making Isabelle to internally arched her brow at her excellent acting.

"Does he have any work experience?" The manager asked looking at Emma who nodded her head vigorously in affirmation making Isabelle to gulp as she was hell nervous.

She was glad that this man bought the lie of her being a man.

"He has done a lot of janitor work in malls and high schools but the pay was less to fill his children's belly." Emma said exasperatingly, making Isabelle's eyes twitch at her words.

Isabelle was glad that she didn't have to use that weird male voice, here yet, which she practiced at home.

The manager nodded in understanding as he spoke. "Miss. Emma, your father is my good friend and he also requested me to give this job to this poor man and by the way I got to know Mr. Ryder has a lot of experience and only left those places because of less pay. I'll hire him and his pay will double from those places because our university is a top one and we need good, hardworking staff."

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