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(Y/N POV)

Castle on a hill.

My eyes were glued to the building in front of me.

I had just gotten off a plane to Toronto, Canada, and I was supposed to be at my interview in a couple minutes.

I passed by a gaggle of set workers, all of them lugging around heavy film equipment. One of them looked at me, and pointed to a trailer behind him. I nodded a quick thanks, and shuffled off to go find the director.

"And your name is?" An older man with glasses said.

I recognized him as Jeremy Slater, the director of Umbrella Academy. I sat down in a chair in front of him, and shook his hand.

"Y/N L/N," I answered, "pleased to meet you."

He flipped to a new page on his clipboard, and started jotting things down.

"How old are you Miss Y/N," he said, finally.

"I'm (Y/A)"

"And why are you applying for this job?"

I opened my mouth to tell him the truth, but then I realized that might not be a good idea. I mean,would you hire someone who only plans on working for two weeks to get money?

"I'm planning on being a bigger part in the entertainment community in the future," I said, "and I believe this job will give me the experience I need."

It wasn't a complete lie, but I wasn't exactly looking for experience. I just needed money, and someone to sign my job form.

"What are your skills?" He asked, his eyes not moving from his clipboard.

"I'm really good with computers," I started, "and I've been told I'm a great listener."

The director was about to ask another question, when someone burst through the trailer door.

It was a boy.

"So sorry I'm late," he said, scurrying to the other side of the room, "traffic was heavy."

He looked about my age, but was slightly taller than me. He had dark brown hair, and blue eyes, even though they seemed a little green.

"Well, you were supposed to be here on time to help interview your new assistants," the man said, "you've already missed half of the applicants."

The boy nodded his head in guilt, and shuffled around in his backpack for a pencil. Once he seemed to have gotten himself settled, everyone went back to staring at me.

"Y/N, this is Aidan," Mr. Slater said, "if you get picked, you'll be working for him."

He gave me a soft smile, and that's when I saw his dimples. I've seen a lot of people with dimples, but for some reason his were cute. How the heck can someone's dimples be cute?!

"Nice to meet you," He said, holding out his hand.

I shook his hand, a tingle of sensation running through my fingers. His hands were softer than anything I'd felt.

"Nice to meet you too," I said.

There was something strange about this boy, not about him personally, but the way he seemed to make people feel. Normally I don't base my thoughts over someone's appearance, but this was different.

And no, I don't like him in that way. I just think he's cute.

The rest of the meeting went by smoothly, most of it just finalizing contact information. Aidan didn't seem to be paying attention half of the time, his eyes stuck on the paper in front of him.

"Thanks for coming in," Mr. Slater said, "We'll let you know by tomorrow if we plan on hiring you."

"Thanks!"

I turned to leave the trailer, but Aidan said something abruptly.

"One more thing," he said, "what's your opinion on romantic comedies?"

I raised my eye at the question. Was there a point to this sudden interrogation? I adjusted the strap of my backpack, and gave him a crooked smile.

"I think they're great," I said, "they give people something to base thier relationships off of, or just to heal single people's broken dreams."

Both of the men seemed to be amused with my response. I had no clue why, but I hoped it didn't affect my interview.

"You can leave now," Aidan said, "thanks."

As I left, he threw me another smile. I didn't have time to give one back, but I think he could tell I meant to. As I left the set, my mind was spinning over a million thoughts at once. But they all seemed to go back to one particular thing about today.

His dimples.

Yeah his eyes are actually dark green, oops :)