[clifford]
it was my first day of my new job, at target.
i felt like i was either going to pass out or throw up. or maybe both.
i was so fucking nervous, would i make any friends? would all the other employees hate me? would there be someone, super hot, that i'd manage to make a fool of myself in front of?
the possibilities were endless, there were so many ways i could fuck this up, just like i had everything else.
i'd fucked up with my parents, and i'd fucked up my grades.
i'd even managed to fuck up my relationship with the hottest girl in the school.
that last one was probably bound to happen anyways, i had no idea why she chose me. i was a nobody.
if i didn't have bright green hair, i would go unnoticed. always.
i'd walk through the hallways of my high school, not even attracting a single person's attention.
anyways, back to the job, it was my first day. and to sum it up, i was not very excited.
what high school boy works at target? especially one that can't even talk to people without saying the wrong thing.
my shift started on a saturday, and i worked weekdays after school, and full days on saturday.
i had the day off on sunday.
and walking through those front doors on my first day, i felt like everything was about to change.
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alright alright alright i have a few things to say folks
1) i know a ton of other people are going to write target fics but i literally cannot help myself, i love target more than life and i just have to write this because i have a gReat idea for it.
2) i am writing this in the same format i wrote snapshot because i like it and there's nothing you can do about it sorry
3) michael will have green hair in this beCause i want him to deal with it
4) i promise the other boys will all come into this
5) i love you all pls let me know what you're thinking about this :--)
an edit from future me: this story was discontinued halfway through, if you still want to read it then be my guest but i'm sorry, i never completed it. thanks for the support!
