DISCLAIMER: I DO NOT OWN EMMERDALE, NOR DO I WANT TO.

PART1 of15

WARNING: THIS STORY WILL CONTAIN GRAPHIC SEX AND AN ARMED ROBBERY...

"What?! You are gonna be working where?"

Aaron, covered in grease, leaned over the bonnet of the car, and glared at his Uncle Cain, "Yeah! What of it? You won't take me on here because you SAY you are over staffed with Ryan and Debbie and that...and ALL I get is some work experiance here and there...Christmas will be in a a few weeks and I've got NOWT to spend on anyone"

Cain laughed as he picked up the spanner, "Yeah, but working in some low mark store where they sale a whole alot of cheap clobber, rather YOU than me!"

Aaron wasn't listening, Cain could take the mick all he liked, but he was fed up of having no money. All he did was go to college in the week and then work a few unpaid hours in the garage for work experiance. Victoria getting this job for him was well good. And anyway all you seem to do there was stand about and ask, can I help you? How hard could that be?

"So when do'u errr...start?" Cain sniggered.

Aaron shot him another glare, " tomorrow...it's Saturdays to begin with, then I might get a few hours in the evenings nearer chrimbo"

"You DO KNOW they sale some right crap in there?"

Aaron pulled him a face, " you kidding aren't yah? There's where I BUY me clobber!", Cain looked at him like he had made his point.

Aaron set back to work on the engine he had been given to work on,"I don't care what you say, you can say what you like, i'm so not bothered"

Cain smirked as he watched Aaron get on with the job in hand.

Aaron working in some naff clothes shop? He'd give it one day!

Xxxx

The next morning came, and Aaron got dressed in his 'uniform'. Black trousers and a green T shirt with the store KT logo on the front.

Victoria called round for him, and was impressed what she saw, " Wow! That outfit REALLY suits you!"

Aaron pulled a face at her, " are YOU trying to be funny!"

"No, suits you that...that green Tshirt brings out your eyes"

"But my eyes are blue"

Victoria was leading the way out of Smithy Cottage, " Whatever, come on or we are going to be late, I put in a good word for you, it'll come back on me if we're late"

Paddy and Rhona were out of the door running after him, " Good luck Aaron! Give it your best shot!"

Aaron climbed into the car and glared at him, " It's just working in a shop Paddy, get a grip will yah!"

Victoria put her foot down, and they were off. Aaron wished he didn't have that fry up now. It was ONLY a job in a shop, but he didn't think he'd be THIS nervous, not that he would let on to anybody.

Xxxxx

By 10, Aaron had been seen by the manager of KT, and was put under the shadow of some lad called Steve. Steve was a right prat by the look at it, not the sort of bloke Aaron would hang about with, or dread the thought, kiss.

"So, Vic got you the job here, did she?"

Aaron looked at him, " Errrrr, I don't need HER to get me a job"

"Oh right, I just thought she said, she helped you, that's all", Aaron shook his head and flapped up his hand to the rail of jeans on the rack, " So what am I doing, again?"

"These...you have to put them in some kind of order, small at the front...extra large at the back, do you think you can manage that?" asked Steve demonstrating what you had to do.

Aaron looked at Steve like he was something he had stepped in, " Errrr, I'm not thick you know, I know how to put a bunch of jeans in size order, you know"

Steve stood back from the rack, " well over to YOU then...and I'll be checking your work later"

Aaron mouthed off silently to himself as he watched Steve walk off to help some scruffy looking customer. As he sorted through the rack he was wondering if Cain was right, how long was he gonna be able to keep this up? Especially working with div like Steve.

At lunch time, Victoria came down stairs from the womans section, and took him across the mall to the MacDonalds.

"So hows it going then?", she asked as she ordered a big mac and fries and paid the money. Aaron grabbed them a seat and frowned at her, " What are you asking me that for, has that prat Steve been mouthing off about me"

Victoria grinned with a mouthful of big mac in her gop, " What? Oh Aaron, you're not upsetting folk already are yah?"

"No" answered Aaron as he salted his fries, "I can't help being paired up with some div, he thinks he's something him, but hes ugly as sin"

"It'll be better this afternoon" told Vic.

"Nahh...I'm gonna lose me rag, I know I am...I'm just not cut out for shop work, me"

Victoria took a sip from her frothy icy milkshake, "Don't you go showing me up, remember who got you here!"

"Don't remind me! Anyway, I'll give it to 3, and if that prat Steve is on me case one more time, then I'm walking, end of..."

xxxxx

Steve did have something to say. No sooner was Aaron back from lunch, the other lad was showing him where he had gone wrong with putting the Tshirts in order.

"It's like the rest of it" told Steve as he heaped over more Tshirts to one side, "You have to make sure they are in size order"

Aaron pulled a defiant face, " Who cares"

"What do you mean by that?"

Aaron nodded his head to the pile, " I come here ALL the time before I worked here, and nothings in order anyway, it's not exactly top shop you know!"

"You've got a right attitude, you!" told Steve.

Aaron pulled a heavy sigh and bit his tongue before he went into one, " Alright, I'll do as you say and sort it, alright! Just don't be standing there watching me!"

Steve got the message and walked off to help a lady looking for casual jumpers. Aaron huffed and threw the T shirts into messy piles, the sleeves were all over the shop, but who cares, this was better than nothing.

Just then as he looked up, he saw a lad come into the shop and start to finger through the checkered shirts nearby.

This lad was FIT. He could stand there and watch him all day if he could. But the lad then looked up and his brown eyes met his.

Aaron's cheeks flushed red, and he instantly went and muddled with the piles of Tshirts, dropping them all over the floor.

Aaron cussed underneath his breath, and went down to pick them up, he was soon met with a pair of trainers.

Aaron looked up to see the fit lad looking down at him grinning like a loon, " Blimey! You're making a right pigs ear of that, aren't yah?"

Aaron straightened up and swallowed down, trying to remember how Steve had coached him that morning how to greet shoppers, " Errrr...can I...errm...help you?"

The lad held up a red checkered shirt, " Yes mate, is there somewhere I can try THIS on"

Aaron tore his gaze away from those brown eyes, " errrrm...over there, there's erm, a changing room"

The lad with the brown eyes, looked across to where Aaron was looking and saw the sign, "Silly me, right under me nose..."

Aaron watched the lad take the shirt to the changing room and pulled the curtain across. Aaron sighed and went to get on with what he was doing. Then there was a whistle. Aaron looked up to see the lad beconing him from the curtain.

Aaron went over, and the lad came out and did a theatrical twirl in the shirt, " So what do you think? Does this colour suit me?"

Aaron was caught up in that inffectious smile of his, " Errrm...yeah...that looks top on you"

"Yeah I thought it did...most things do...you know, with a bod like mine"

Aaron felt about wierd now, was this lad flirting with him. He had been to a couple of gay bars around town since he had come out, but he had never seen this bloke before, he would of certainly known if he had.

The lad stepped back behind the curtain and unbuttoned the shirt and pulled it off. There was a long length mirror on the wall and the lad, now naked from the waist up looked into it and saw Aaron looking back at him. He grinned and pretended not to notice, he quickly pulled on his tight Tshirt over his head, and turned around, " Okay, I'll take it"

Aaron didn't do the till. Steve did that, and took the lads money. Aaron put it in a bag and handed it over to him.

Steve turned, " Errrr, Aaron, are we forgetting something?", he asked with a snide look.

Aaron huffed, and put the receipt into the bag. The lad smiled as Steve was called away again, he looked at Aaron, "Don't you just HATE lads like him?"

Aaron nodded, " Tell me about it, he's been aright pain, him"

The lad nodded, like he was interested, his brown eyes looking up and down the place, " So'a you are new here then, are yah?"

Aaron half smiled, " Yeah...this is me first day"

"So you are just finding your feet are yah? Getting to KNOW where everything is and that, like the toilet and the safe"

"Yeah...I getting there" He sighed.

"Do they have floorplans, these places..."

"What? Why?"

The lad could see Steve was on his way back, he looked up to Aaron, " I best get off me, don't wanna get you in any trouble do I? If you lucky I might back next Saturday and check you out" he flirted.

Aaron jumped in alittle bit too quicker than he would have liked, " I'm Aaron"

The lad nodded, " Yeah, I can read"

Aaron flushed again, he realised he was wearing his name badge on his Tshirt.

"I'm Jackson...see you are round" and with that, he was off grasping his bag with his new shirt in it.

Aaron smiled as he watched him disappear, but then Steve was at his side, " Oi, you are not supposed to keep the customers talking! Now there's a mop over there...someones pissed on the floor in the gents, be a 'love' and clean it up, will yah"

Aaron did as he was told. If it wasn't for his encounter with Jackson, he would of told him where to shove his mop.

Maybe working here wasn't going to be boring after all, because for the first time that day, he was actually looking forward to coming back next week.

Xxxxxx

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