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Post by blackregret21 on Jan 13, 2009 21:44:57 GMT -5
January 4, 2009
Nathan thought over the past few months of his life, mainly the election. He, for some reason, remembered about the interview with James Ward. He realized how great a journalist was and how his future could turn out to be. He new they needed a new face in the White House. And Ward could fill this. He made his decision, Ward would be offered the role as Press Secretary.
Having someone called him in. He waited for him in his office.
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Post by jamesward on Jan 20, 2009 21:14:13 GMT -5
James had gotten a phone call from someone from Capital Hill. The call had really taken him by surprise. He wasn't expecting to hear from Nathan after the interview. He didn't know what the call was about, just that he had to get to D.C. and speak with Nathan in person. So after the usual, "Don't destroy the apartment." speech, James got a flight to Washington.
He found himself in Capital Hill and, as he was winding his way through the building, he found the office he was looking for. Well at least security wasn't so bad this time. Knocking on the door, he poked his head in through the small crack. "Hello? Mr. President?"
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Post by blackregret21 on Jan 20, 2009 21:41:04 GMT -5
As he sat in his desk he heard a voice echo through the crack the door left as it was slightly open. Nathan took off his glasses and set down the paper he was reading. “Hello, Mr. Ward.” he began, “Come on in.” Inviting James in with a smile he sat up in his chair.
“How did the interview with me go?” he ask meaning how did it go in the public. “Nevermind,” Nathan said, “I wanted to ask you something.” he explained as to why he called James here.
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Post by jamesward on Jan 20, 2009 21:54:32 GMT -5
James trotted inside the office. It was big. Bigger than his own apartment actually. Ok, maybe he was exagerating a tiny bit, but hey, it had some truth in it. James turned back to the President and nervously walked over to the man's desk. Normally he wouldn't be this nervous about something. He normally took life with a stride, but this...this was something else. Today, James Ward was meeting with the president of the united states.
"Uh, the interview went well. The public took a liking to it." James replied. Well, at least that's what he was going to say before Nathan choice to change the subject. "Sure. What is it you'd like to talk to me about?" the young blond asked.
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Post by blackregret21 on Jan 24, 2009 20:32:25 GMT -5
Nathan was glad that the interview turned out great. “I believe you did a great job with your interview. Best I have seen ever.” he said. What he said was true, most people question his father’s death and his brother as a house nurse. To him, he hated all of this. But James went straight to the point and to the facts.
“I am wondering if you are available to take a job as a Press Secretary?” he asked.
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Post by jamesward on Mar 12, 2009 14:16:46 GMT -5
James smiled when Nathan complemented his work. It was a great feeling hearing that someone liked the work they had done. It gave James a feeling of accomplishment he hadn't felt before. He smiled and said, "Thank you."
Then the young man's facial expression changed from one of happiness to shock. "Um, excuse me? Did...are you...Are you offering me a job at the White House?"
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