Danfics

Bad Luck - Ch. 1

*BEEP! BEEP! BEEP!* You wake up to the sound of your alarm clock. You glanced at the time, it was 10:00pm. You over slept! You work at this video game store and you've been late 7 times already! You're work starts at 9 but you couldn't get your new alarm to work. you sat in bed and wondered why you even bothered to keep this job. Then you remembered that expensive camera you saw at the store and remembered why. You wanted to start a YouTube channel but needed a good camera first. You get out of bed and put your favorite sweater and pair of jeans on. The sweater was white with a cute flower on the back. Though it wasn't the most beautiful thing you owned, you loved it because your mom gave it to you a week before she was murdered. You almost threw it away because it hurt too much to look at it, but you then realized that it was one of the few things you had left of her and so you decided to keep it.

Finally you were ready to go to work so you hurriedly got in the car, started the ignition and drove off.

When you got to work your manager was already there waiting for you. "You're late", he said with a glum face.

"I'm really sorry. I still can't get me alarm clock to work."

'Well maybe we can hang out some time and I can help you fix it."

"umm..."

He cleared his throat purposely and said "Well, uh, you should get to work now." That was weird, you thought maybe he said that so you wouldn't be late so often. You were always completely oblivious to when someone liked you, which was probably the reason you're still single.

You looked around the shop. Not many people today. Just some jocks in the corner and your regulars, Dan and Phil. Dan and Phil came to the store every week on Wednesday. Phil would always go to the shop next door and get some snow cones for the both of them, while Dan would look at the comic books and video games. He would occasionally ask you dumb questions about the item. Like, "How much does this cost?" when the price was on the front cover, or "What is this video game about" when the summary was clearly on the back. You didn't mind answering them though, because you found him quite funny in his own awkward way. After you answered he'd usually say something along the lines of, "Oh... haha. Right." Then you'd smile and go back to your desk.

Today was different because he looked embarrassed and nervous. "Hey, um.. nice sweater", he said with a smile. 

"Thanks."

"Where did you get it from?" Great job Dan now she'll think you're gay and never go out with you! He thought as he mentally kicked himself.

"Oh... umm.." Suddenly Phil comes back into the store with the snow cones luckily interrupting you. "Thank God", you mutter to yourself. "What was that?" Dan asks.

"Oh nothing."

"Well anyways, I was wondering if you'd like to go..."

He was suddenly cut off when one of the jocks bumped into him spilling his snow cone on your sweater. The jocks were wrestling and accidentally bumped into him, but you couldn't seem to focus on anything. Dan started and apologizing and yelling at the jocks, but everything was muffled as if you were underwater. The room started spinning as you flash backed to the moment when you discovered you're mother was dead. You were about to burst into tears but you remembered you were in public so you quickly ran into the girls restroom. You stared into the mirror before balling your eyes out and taking your sweater off. You got some paper towels and started vigorously wiping down the sweater. The stain just wouldn't come off. "Dan's snow cone just had to be red... Great" you thought but your anger was suddenly filled with sadness and loss. You kept crying and muttering "Please don't die" to yourself over and over again.