𝕴𝖓 𝖜𝖍𝖎𝖈𝖍 the rockstar's secret daughter meets the snarky metalhead in speech class.
Or in which the lead guitarist tries to figure out the mysterious girl with killer taste in music.
Hunter Sylvester x fem!oc
*based on the Netflix movie Meta...
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The next day I stayed home from school. Dad was a bit concerned but I just glared at him and told him I had period cramps so he backed off.
I talked on the phone with Emily for a while that day, making sure that she was okay. She told me about her and Kevin's new relationship. I was really happy for her.
Later I got a text from Ivy asking if I wanted to make some money playing a gig this weekend.
At first I didn't really feel like performing so soon after my breakdown, but after contemplating it for a while I'd decided to suck it up and say yes.
I've gotta move on from Hunter eventually, might as well be social for once.
I went back to school that next day, hating every moment of it.
I kept my head held high, ignoring everyone except Emily and Kevin. I skipped going to speech class. I didn't feel like seeing Hunter's face again yet. It'd hurt my heart too much.
Thank god I only had to suffer through one day of school before the weekend came to distract me.
Ivy has taken over, making me look hot for our gig tonight while I groan in protest.
"I don't feeling like wearing a dress." I whine, flopping down onto her bed while she rummages through her closet.
"Suck it up buttercup. You promised me I could help you out. And right now, that means making you not look like you got in a car accident." She tells me, holding out a red knit dress and I look look up and inspect it.
Fuck, it's actually really pretty. Curse her good taste in clothing.
I give her a spiteful glare, then finally give in.
"Fine, hand it over." I grumble, and she grins in success as she hands me the dress to try on.
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I put it on, feeling a bit self conscious at how short it is as I look in the mirror.
Ivy gasps dramatically when she sees me wearing it and I hold back a smile as she grins down at me admiringly.
