A New Intern Started At The Company Novels & Stories

It’s all thanks to my assistant, Miles who’s been overseeing every activities in the company, that IMU is still running smoothly. “Good morning, Mr Shaw.” Gerald says I step out of the elevator when it dumps me on the third floor where my office is. He’s a nice guy, a little awkward at times and tte last time I saw him, he seemed like he was still slightly unsure of his place in the office because he was new. Now, he seems all too confident. Was I gone for that long? I shake myself mentally as I step into my office. I hear a knock on my door and the receptionist steps in to inform me that the new intern has arrived.

Her smile is small, and her cheeks look bright red. "Jagger, what happened?" Janet asks, and I shake my head. I am not going to spill anything in front of a woman I have never met, but I know Janet would love to know Julio is in this situation. "Who's this?" I ask, leaning my head in the direction of the girl standing. "My name is Amelia; I am your new intern," she says, stepping out from behind the desk and walking to me with her hand up for me to shake. I nod slightly, focusing on Janet again.

Hearing his wife's response, stating she wanted to intern at his company, made Brandon even more enthusiastic about launching an internship program, despite initially being determined not to. He held a meeting with several managers to discuss the sudden introduction of the internship program. Isabella herself was also confused as to what was going on with her boss. "Are you sure you want to start an internship in October? Isn't that a bit sudden, sir?" asked a finance manager. "What's more, you want to run a part-time internship program?" a marketing manager also asked.

She listens attentively to my words before asking with concern, “Are you sure you can check up on her? You don’t seem too good at this moment.” I give a smile. “Yes. She’s been expecting me. I’ll take the rest of the day off afterward.” “Alright,” she concedes, still hesitant. “And, just so you know, we have a new intern starting soon. She has some experience in obstetrics too, so she might be a good support for your caseload once she’s oriented.” A new intern? Already? I clench my hand, my heart pounding for a split second before I finally find the confidence.

I countered. The words were barely out of my mouth before everyone shot me resentful glares. Judy frowned. "I'll have to think that one over." "I've got another idea," I said. "These days, it's all about developing well-rounded talent. We could rotate Oscar through every department for internships. That way, we won't be limited to specialists in single roles." Everyone jumped in with enthusiastic nods. "We're all for it! Welcome aboard!" "Start in our department!"

At the restaurant, after placing their order, Jane rested her chin in one hand and stared out the window with a troubled expression. “What’s wrong with you? You just had your birthday yesterday. You must have gotten a ton of gifts. Shouldn’t you be happy?” Jane sighed and turned back to her. “That’s exactly why I’m not happy. My dad said I’m starting my internship at the company this week. From the way he’s talking, it sounds like he’s planning to hand the whole thing over to me.”

Ava’s voice broke through my thoughts again as she shook my arm. “They’re calling us,” she said. I let out a shaky exhale and stood up. We were at the main branch of Blaze Company—his company. We were here for internships, two months of working under the man who had once made me feel everything and now acted like we were strangers. Five of us had been selected from the university. Today was our orientation. The manager introduced us to the current employees, the seniors, and explained we would learn by working closely with them. Desks were being assigned to everyone. One by one, they were told where they'd sit.

I’d come back to work ready to take on more projects, anything to distract myself and put my life back together. “Hello?” a male voice called from outside my office door. The voice was unfamiliar; I figured he was at the wrong door. I turned back to my window—until the door swung open and a strange face peeked in. “Who are you? And can’t you knock?” I asked. He smiled politely. “Sorry. I’m Ken, the new intern. I was hired while you were away. Bernard sent me to pick up the sample for the ads you designed two weeks ago. Sorry for barging in.”

I saved her from the stress of hurting my ears. “Yes, Nora. Today is al-” “Wait! What!! A newbie, I thought you have been an employee for a little over two years,” I was puzzled. “I interned in this company two years ago, so you can say I am not totally a newbie.” She said with a wide smile running across her face again. “Well, I hope we get along.” I said, patting her back.

I told myself a lot of things these days. “Come in,” I called, expecting the night security guard or maybe the cleaning crew. The door opened and Ethan Kane stepped inside. Twenty-four. Fresh out of his MBA program. My new executive intern for the next quarter. HR had walked him into my office at 9 a.m. sharp this morning with the usual corporate speech about “mentorship” and “valuable experience.” I’d barely looked up from my laptop then—just enough to register dark hair, sharp cheekbones, and a handshake that lingered half a second too long.