Audible Internships Novels & Stories

Seeing her friend remain calm reassured her somewhat. "But we haven't graduated yet. Isn't it too soon for an internship?" Phoebe asked, confused. They were still far from graduation. "I saw a notice about them hiring interns. It's a part-time schedule — afternoons and evenings only — and we get to manage our own mornings. Right now, we only have morning classes, so it fits perfectly," Alva explained. "And listen, this company is a big deal. They hire interns to train for full-time roles after graduation."

I said, trying to sound professional despite the fact that I felt like my skin was definitely on fire. "Impressive," he said, nodding slowly. "We’re actually looking for some extra help in the auditing department for the summer. I could fix you somewhere. It would be good for the firm to have some fresh eyes. I’ll discuss it with my secretary on Monday." "See?" Tessa chirped, looking triumphant. "Problem solved." "I... thank you, Silas," I said, not knowing what else to do. "That’s very generous and kind of you."

Anything could have happened. But despite all this, I still won't let my parents know about him. I want to see how far he can continue with this. Besides, I'll be leaving Australia in a few days. I'll be travelling to New York or LA for my internship. Once I'm gone, he'll have no choice but to find something else he can obsess over. ... "Yessss! I got posted to Florida." Abby screams as she reads through her call-up letter. My girls and I are standing in the parking lot, reading through our internship call-up letters.

she whispers. “Just hold it,” he snaps, quickening and widening his strides to the elevator. Daddy issues… “Thanks for this,” I say, hoping to break the tension. As we get to my car, he finally speaks up again. “For our summer interns, we usually offer a yearlong internship in partnership with Marie’s Soups. Interns learn the legal side of charity, they develop organizational skills, and they even get an automatic interview for a job in the corporate office. There’s an opportunity to—”

I wished I could go back in the past and knock some sense into my naive, overly sympathetic past self! Three months ago, when she first started her internship, I worried every single day about her sales numbers. I worried about her sales technique. I even helped her map out the key points for her professional certification exams multiple times! It turned out that she was nothing but an ungrateful snake who could never be satisfied! The viewership of Vivian’s livestream skyrocketed, eventually ranking number one on the social trends list. In less than half an hour, I received a call from corporate headquarters regarding an investigation.

The kind of company students dream about getting into. My sleepy expression disappears instantly. “No way,” I say. “Yes way.” Anita laughs softly. “And listen to this.” She points at the screen dramatically. “They’re paying interns twelve dollars per hour.” My eyes widen immediately. “Twelve?” “That’s what I said too.” I quickly take the tablet from her hands and begin scanning through the information on the screen carefully. The internship description alone makes my chest tighten with excitement. AI development support. Software testing. Data analysis assistance. Remote flexibility. Flexible hours. Everything about it sounds perfect.

The call came on a Thursday morning, just as Maxine was coaxing a sleepy Noah into his tiny corduroy overalls. Her phone buzzed with a number she didn’t recognize. Expecting it to be one of her freelance clients, she answered with a tired but polite, “Hello?” A deep voice responded, clipped and formal. “Miss Green. This is Frank Wright’s office. Mr. Wright has reviewed your interview and portfolio. He’d like to offer you the internship. You’ll start Monday at 9 a.m.”

⸻ The First Conversation He told Elena that evening. She was still in her paint-streaked apron, sipping chamomile tea. “You’re joking,” she said, lowering the mug. “Auden & Black?” “I interned for them when I was twenty,” he said, almost laughing. “They fired me after two months for being ‘too emotional.’” “Now they want you to help run the place.” He nodded. “Guess emotional is in right now.” She sat beside him. “Do you want it?” “I don’t know.”

Might as well do some research for possible job openings. I turn on the computer and it opens to my email. I notice that I have a new message, so I click on it. I begin to read it aloud: “Dear Miss. Lozerno, We would like to offer you an internship at our company. If you do well, we may consider hiring you full time. We are looking for people with your skill set and hope to hear from you soon. Sincerely, Rebecca Dulte, Hiring Specialist at Techex.” Techex is a big tech company, as in fortune five hundred big, and I just got an internship offer from them. How does that sound? I ask Enar, my wolf. An internship at a fortune five hundred company.