Bullseye

Chapter 1

You know those nightmares where you wake up screaming and realize you pissed yourself?

Yeah well my name is Kara Ford and my entire life is that nightmare.

I mean, I don't go around pissing myself all the time, but I do scream.

Especially when I wake up to the sound of an alarm, because why not start the day with a heart attack? As if waking up to cardiac arrest isn't bad enough, every morning I remember I have to go to work. At Target.

Summer is supposed to be a time when kids go out and enjoy themselves, but due to the fact that my mom is a single parent who cannot afford to pay for my car or my insurance, I have to pay for that on my own somehow. And that somehow is Target.

This morning was particularly awful. When my alarm rang, it scared me so much that I jumped up in surprise and ended up falling out of bed and hitting my head on my nightstand. Then, I went to go do the dishes and as I reached for a bowl, I didn't notice the sharp knife lying beneath it and cut my finger.

So today is already off to a great start and it's only 7 AM. 

Putting on the hideous Target uniform, (I mean seriously, who decided khaki goes with red? They need to be fired. They were way off the mark on that one. Get it? Target joke... Nevermind.) I stepped into the bathroom to put on a minimal amount of make-up, you never know when you're going to meet a major record producer and everyone knows first impressions are everything... I then braided my dirty blonde hair into a french braid and jogged downstairs to get a quick bite of breakfast.

Once I had finished my cereal, I glanced at the clock to see if I had time to work on the new song I've been writing, maybe I can turn this day around and get it started on the right note, pardon the pun... 

I live, breathe, and die music. Music is my life, it's my get away from everything when life is bad, but no matter how many record labels I send my demo to, they all reject it saying I'm too young and my voice needs to mature more. Last time I checked, a lot of the world's singers are 16, I think they are just trying to find a polite way to turn me down, but I'm used to rejection at this point, it just makes me stronger and makes me try that much harder. something tells me this summer is what is going to change everything, I just know that this will be the year I get my first record deal, it may not be today, but it will be soon.

Much to my dismay, the clock displays that I'm already ten minutes late, no working on that song today I suppose... Maybe I can work on it after my shift. 

I just grabbed my keys, yelled my goodbyes to my mother, and stepped out to the car preparing for another horrid day at work in Target.

As I stepped in the door, I about fainted. 

"Ted, what. Is. Happening?" I asked my frightened coworker.

"CD release." he briskly answered.

Oh, right, today is the release of Arrow Head's new album, we've gotten so many pre-orders it's actually insane. They are just another stupid boyband, I don't understand what is so special about them.

Their music is just breakup and makeup songs and songs about girls being pretty set to the same old bubble-gum pop background music. 

Their music shouldn't even be classified as music, it's noise. Unwanted sound. Definitely not the melodic sound of music, just annoying, ear-bleeding noise.

I personally sing rock with a little pop, but not the pop found on the radio, just catchy upbeat songs I will occasionally write, but I mainly sing rock. My sound is more like Nirvana and 3 Doors Down, definitely not Arrow Head.