Resume Novels & Stories

I smiled but obviously, he didn't see because his eyes are on the laptop so I replied with a thank you instead. "All done. Thank you, Mr and Mrs Hayes, it was nice meeting you. Everything is set and Miss Summer Hayes, welcome to DALEWOOD COLLEGE. I have to admit, you have a nice CV. Impressive." "Thank you, Sir," I smiled. "It was nice to meet you too, Sir," Dad added. "Hope to meet you again soon, Mr and Mrs Hayes. Have a safe road trip back home." "You too, Mr Johnson and thank you," He wished back before getting up to leave.

I appointed myself and a few others to keep watch for the first couple hours so the rest of the girls could get some sleep. I could feel myself wanting to fall asleep from pure exhaustion so to prevent it, I headed into the edge of the forest and found a large broken branch on the forest floor. It was a good size, almost reaching my chin when I stood up straight and thick enough that my hand could just grasp the entire thing in my grip. I took it back with me and began to carve the edge of it with the knife Hope had given me. I wanted to turn it into a wooden spear to use for protection.

Josh sucks in his breath at the name, “Ameila Salvatore, as in your sworn enemy, Ameila Salvatore?” “The one and only, I think sworn enemy is a little much though.” I respond, rolling my eyes. “She came to see me at the office and offered me a case. Probably not just one case, but for right now I am going to focus on the one.” I stop, thinking into space again. “Well are you going to talk to me about it? Because if you said yes, it has to be a good one.” Josh asks after a few minutes. “What?” I startel out of my daydream. “Oh, yeah. Well Ameila brought me a journal yesterday. Not just any journal, the journal of Carlos Salvatore.” Josh’s eyes get huge as he stares at me. “Holy fuck.”

“Does Cutter actually think waving a fantasy check for a million dollars in front of my face is the way to get me to agree to all this nonsense?” “The money’s as real as the job offer, Cricket. Cutter wants you to use it to start your own business once the club has been re-established and stabilized. Once your work with us is done, you can walk away.” “This is insane, Jase. My head is going to explode. I can’t think about this anymore.”

But I couldn't. I took out my phone and messaged my mother if I could spend a few days with them. Without waiting for her response, I turn off my phone and start to work, in order to get my mind off the letter. And what was written in the letter? 'Next time, use the green' _____________________________ -VOTE- -COMMENT- -STAY SEXY AND SAFE-

Kevin said to him. Gideon nodded and opened the documents, it was a resume. “Cristina Jodie Ellen..” he said while looking at the first documents. ------

Six months of realizing the cage I'd built was finally open, and I'd chosen to stay—not because I had to, but because I wanted to. Marcus called me into his office on a Tuesday afternoon. The kind of call that used to send my adrenaline spiking. Now I just felt tired. "Adrian," he said, gesturing to the chair across from him. "I wanted to talk to you before the board meeting tomorrow. There's an offer. VP position. New division. Significant raise, equity package, everything we discussed five years ago." The Adrian from before would have felt it—that hunger. That validation. The proof that I'd made it, that my system worked, that control was achievable.

The space felt altered. Like it was already preparing to release her. She sat on the edge of the bed. Her phone buzzed suddenly. She flinched. Unknown number. She hesitated, then answered. “Hello?” “Miss Adebayo?” a female voice said briskly. “Yes.” “This is HR from Westbridge Consulting. Just confirming your review time next Tuesday at 10:30 a.m.” “Yes,” she said. “I’ll be there.” “Bring updated right-to-work documentation.” The words felt coordinated.

The table vibrated, I eyed my phone, wondering what bad news the unknown number wanted to inflict on me. “Hello?” “Zoe Smithson?” “Who’s speaking, please?” “Mabel Collins, I’m calling from Total Software Solutions in regard to the resume you just sent us.” “Oh.” My brain froze. Words refused to leave my mouth. “Are you Zoe Smithson?” “Yes.” “I’m afraid you applied rather late. We are holding interviews today. Are you free at two?” “Yes.” “Excellent, we’ll see you at two.” “Thank you.” My heart pounded, sweat lined my palms. I have an interview for a proper career with healthcare and bonuses.

I also mailed my rental car key to the agency which I'd called so they knew where to pick up the car in Colt. I drove to the newspaper and went straight to Miller's office. "I don't have an appointment, but could you ask Mr. Miller if he has a few minutes to speak with me?" I said to his receptionist. She showed me into his office a moment later. Miller's eyes strayed to my chest, but I wasn't cowering any longer. He could look his fill for the few minutes it would take to hand over my generic letter of resignation. He jerked his gaze back to my eyes, which I gave him credit for.