Arabella literally hated everyone and everything.
Except skirts.
Skirts were her favorite things in the world.
Arabella also found out she was infatuated with the new Target worker, but she wasn't the only one.
"Damn he's hella fine" her friend Michael said as they left the store.
"Yeah whatever Michael. I gotta go. Love you" She said as she walked to her car.
She drove in silence because no music made her happy. Nothing made her happy anymore. (SoMEBODY STOLE MY CA- no? Okay)
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Luke was happy to start at Target, especially to see all the hot people he could.
One girl caught his eye, and she was with a boy with colorful hair. He looked like he was drooling over Luke.
He sat for the rest of the day thinking about how cute she would look in the new skirt she bought.
It was black, like the one she was wearing that day.
She didn't seem to mind though.
Maybe she just really likes skirts.
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sorry its short im just starting off.
I put the skirt she bought somewhere :-)
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The Girl With The Skirts // l.h
Fanfiction“how many skirts do you own?” “how many questions do you ask?” Where the shy girl buys a skirt at target everyday. lowercase probably not intended
