This is a story that I wrote for Year 9 homework last year, where we had to write a story based on an opening sentence. I decided that I should type it up and upload it.

Once again, this is purely a joke, so don't worry!

My last thirty dollars... which CD... which band, I agonised. The store manager stared... it started to make me nervous. I was wishing that somebody would come and talk to him to distract him and take the attention off of me. Wait a minute... I haven’t explained why I’m here.

It all started yesterday. My cousin Jem was still angry that I hadn’t gotten her the right Foo Fighters album for her birthday. I was sorry that it wasn’t the right one, and plus, I did need a new tune to whistle to myself, so I decided to surprise her by getting it. The correct one.
But then this morning I discovered that... someone (not pointing at anyone in particular, Peter) had taken a twenty, so I only have thirty dollars to spend.

That’s why I’m here, staring at this damn rack of bad songs sung by guys who sound like they have their nuts caught in a vice.

Wait... okay. There’s a copy of the CD... but it doesn’t have as many songs as the one she wanted. Ah well, good enough. Okay. Twelve dollars.
I don’t want a song now, I might get that DVD of Indiana Jones that I’ve wanted.

But THEN... it catches my eye. A quick glint and then... I see it.

Sitting up there, on its altar... the album. THE album. The one my cousin wants! It’s only a few dollars more expensive than the one I am holding! It... it looks golden... that’s when I realise that that’s because it’s a gold edition. But no matter!

Alright, the manager’s either distracted or doesn’t care about me. My fingers twitch with anticipation. I prepare the CD...
I grab the Gold Edition and replace it with the other CD!

I head to the counter and I pay for it. Finally! But THEN...

The huge stand that the Gold Edition was on starts to fall! I run down the aisle and the shelves collapse inwards, but I make it by a hair and I get out of the store.

A few minutes later and I’m getting ready to cross the road when I hear a noise behind me. I turn...
There’s a giant tyre dislodged from a car rolling at me! I run across the street and it follows me! But I duck away just in time and it rolls off down the street!

Phew... man, I really have to stop watching Indiana Jones...