A/n: I posted this story awhile ago. I'm going back and fixing some stuff and re-posting it. Anyway here it is.

The sun was smiling golden rays of light onto the earth. Birds were chirping and flying gracefully from tree to tree without a care in the world. Some kids were playing down the street laughing loudly as their ice cream cones melt making their hands slimy and sticky. An older couple was sitting on their front porch rocking peacefully back and forth enjoying the pre-sunset glow. Everything was perfect in Hardenville, Louisiana.

Well almost perfect anyway.

"JEN!" Tobey, my manager from hell howled from his office door. He had thinning black hair that was falling onto his face and the bald spot at the peak of his scalp was shining with sweat. "JENNIFER!"

Mumbling under my breath I sulk over to him as slowly as possible. I don't know why I took this stupid job in the first place. Oh yeah I forgot I was completely broke.

"Yes, Mr. Glassy." I droned speaking to this short, balding, fat man was probably the lowest thing I had on my to-do list.

He eyed me carefully for a moment, his thick foot tapping impatiently on the tile. He had to look up because I was actually quite taller than he was. It was pretty funny that he was trying to look meancing. He squinted his beady eyes and held up an assortment of clothes. "Did you put these on the clearance rack?" He asked between his teeth. It was more of an accusation than a question really.

"Um, no. Do you want me to?" I asked with fake cheeriness.

"A customer wanted to buy these at more than half price because she found them on the clearance rack. When she got to the register she saw what the real price was and threw a fit. Now we've lost a customer!" He threw the clothes down on the ground in a messy heap. "Somebody put those clothes there! And I want to know who!"

I almost started laughing, big freaking deal we lost one customer. The rest of the town depends on this store. But I decided maybe it was best not to agitate the situation by saying out loud what I was thinking. "Sir, I wasn't even working in the clothing department today. Ask Greg I think he was working there."

"I already asked Greg. He says you did it!"

"What?!" My temper flared. I should probably mention now that I really hated Greg. He is the laziess, most self-concerned jerk I have ever come across and it was even worse that he is so damn good looking. I should also mention Tobey is his father so he was also the golden boy around the store. "I swear I was with Kris in the garden section! Ask him!" I protested loudly waving my hands around for a more dramatic response. I lefted out they part about me and Kris taking naps on the soil bags.

"Oh no you're not going to bring a hard worker like Kris into you web of lies!" Tobey bellowed.

"What the hell are you talking about? Web of lies? I'm not lying to you! Greg is! You're just to fat and stupid to realize it!" Oops. Bad move Jen.

"Get out of my store!" Tobey screamed at the top of his lungs. Customers walked by hurriedly with their eyes down but I knew their ears straining to hear more. Small towns are like that. "You're fired! You hear me fired!"

"Fine I don't want to work for a fat stupid guy like you anyway. And you can't fire me because I quit!" I stormed towards the door but Greg aka golden boy cut me off. I stumbled to a stop and glared at him with clenched fists. "Get out of the way Greg."

"What the hell just happened? Did you get fired?" He asked concerned. "Was it about those clothes? I'm sorry about that, I needed you to take the blame on that one I'll talk to my dad say you just made an honest mistake."

I'm not sure if I broke his nose or not when I punched him but I heard a definite crunch and as I left the store my fist was covered with blood that wasn't my own. Smirking I climbed onto my bike because broke people like me can't afford a car much less the gas it takes to fill it up. If I had known what would have happened that night I might have taken a bus or called for a taxi but then again who knows where I would have turned up in the end.

All I know is, I never made it home that night.