Lena sat at her desk, the soft hum of the classroom buzzing around her as the bell rang, signaling the end of another day. But today was different. Today, she wasn't thinking about any other thing.. Her mind was elsewhere—on the envelope she had just received from her school's career office.
She had been waiting for this moment for weeks, the uncertainty gnawing at her every time she checked her inbox, every time she thought about the future. The envelope had arrived during the last class of the day, handed to her with a smile from the career advisor. It was thick—too thick for a typical letter. She could already feel the weight of the moment as she slid it open.
Inside, the letter was short but to the point, her eyes scanning the lines quickly. "We are pleased to inform you that you have been selected for an internship opportunity at Millworth Technologies."
Lena's heart skipped a beat. Millworth Technologies. The name felt like a giant in the business world—one of the largest tech firms in the country, a name that carried weight and recognition. The kind of place that could shape careers, open doors, and create networks that would last a lifetime. And yet, as she read those words, she felt a surge of mixed emotions—excitement, yes, but also something darker, something she hadn't expected.
She hadn't expected to be selected to do her internship at such a big company..
Was there a mistake somewhere. That beyond her expectations because she had always been In invisible person.. Good things never comes her way.
" Maybe the change had started, Like Claira told her, she is not an invisible person " she said to herself. She became excited..But as the excitement swirled, another thought crept in. What would it be like to work at Millworth? Would she be accepted there, or would the same old patterns repeat themselves? The thought of walking into a room full of confident, polished professionals in a company that big sent a pang of anxiety through her chest. What if they looked at her the same way others had—judging her by her appearance, her size, or her lack of "experience" in the corporate world?
She thought back to her earlier experiences—high school, where she had been overlooked, mocked, and excluded by the popular crowd. And even at the gym, where that same group of women had sized her up, assuming she wasn't capable. Would this internship be different? Could she navigate a space so steeped in competition, where every detail mattered, every word spoken was scrutinized?
The self-doubt bubbled up, and she felt her stomach twist. She had worked so hard to prove to herself that she was more than just the person others thought she was. But deep down, she feared she was still that girl—the one who didn't belong.
Her phone buzzed on the desk, snapping her out of her thoughts. She picked it up, seeing a message from Claira. "Did you get the letter?! I'm so excited for you!! We need to celebrate!"
Lena stared at the message for a moment, a smile tugging at the corners of her lips. Claira is actually someone who brought the changes to her. Her life became a bit sweet after she became friends with Claira.
Lena typed back quickly. "I got it. It's Millworth. I just… I don't know. What if I don't fit in there?"
She stared at the message for a beat, then hit send before she could second-guess herself. The truth was, she was scared. She didn't know if she was ready to enter a world that might judge her before she had the chance to prove herself. She didn't know if she could handle being looked down upon again.
Claira's reply came almost immediately. "Are you kidding me? You belong there. You're more than capable. Plus, this is your chance to show everyone exactly who you are!"
Lena's chest tightened. Claira was right. She was capable.
She closed her eyes, taking a deep breath. The fact that she was nervous, that she was questioning herself, was normal, right? This was an opportunity that would challenge her, yes, but it could also be the very thing that allowed her to prove what she was truly capable of.
She couldn't let the fear of what could happen hold her back. She had to push forward, just like she did when she walked into the gym that morning, or when she stood up to those women who had doubted her. She had to believe that she belonged, even when it felt uncertain.
Lena felt the weight of Emma's cold stare as she walked through the front door. It was a familiar feeling—like her sister's disapproval was something she had to carry with her every day. Emma didn't say a word, didn't ask how Lena's day went. She just shot her that look, the kind that made Lena feel smaller, as if her presence was somehow a nuisance. Without a word, Emma walked past her and disappeared into her room, leaving Lena to fend for herself in the silence.
Dinner was tense, as usual. The clink of utensils against plates was the only sound filling the room until their dad spoke up. He was always so invested in Lena's future, so hopeful. "So, Lena, did you get your internship letter?" he asked, his eyes dulling at always..
Her mum raising her head from her plate, looking at her .
Lena replied "Yes, Dad," she said. "I'm starting at Millworth Technologies'
Her father looked up clearly with doubts But Emma, sitting across the table, immediately set her fork down with a huff. " Millworth Technologies, One of the biggest companies in the state?" she scoffed, her voice dripping with sarcasm. "With your body, Lena? What are you going to do, sit behind a desk and eat snacks all day?"
Lena's stomach turned, but she refused to let her sister's words sting. She was tired of being the punchline of Emma's jokes, tired of letting Emma's cruelty slide by. Without hesitation, she stood her ground. "Well, Emma," she said, her voice steady, "if you're so perfect, why didn't you get a company internship? Why are you still stuck here in the same place with me when you're supposed to be the older one?"
The silence that followed felt deafening, and for the first time in what felt like forever, Emma seemed caught off guard. She didn't have a comeback, didn't know how to respond to Lena standing up for herself. The dinner table was quiet, the tension thick between them, but Lena felt a small victory inside. She hadn't backed down. She was done letting Emma's words control her.
Their dad, sensing the growing rift, tried to change the subject, but Lena's mind was racing. It wasn't just about this dinner, or Emma's words. It was about proving to herself that she was worthy, that she didn't have to shrink back. And maybe, just maybe, she was finally starting to believe it.