Not From Around Here- A Hunter Hayes fanfic

Chapter 3- Hunter..who?

***Hey Hayniacs! How are yall? So this is random but....go on Youtube and look up 'Anthem Lights' they're a band that does covers of songs and they are incredible :D Anywho, here is chapter 3! Hope you enjoy!***

Melody's POV- 2 weeks later

      Well, I've been in this place for two weeks. In my opinion, it's two weeks too many. But does anyone ever listen to me? Nope. At the moment, I'm sitting on my bed with my laptop, listening to Pandora. Just when I think I've found a good station to listen to, some country crap comes on. "Ugh, not this again!" I exclaim, trying to switch the song. Unfortunately, Pandora only lets you have a limited amount of times you can skip songs, meaning I'm stuck with this song until I can skip songs again. Lovely.

        Looking at the screen, I see that whoever is singing this horrid song is named Hunter Hayes, and that the song was called 'I Want Crazy'. "Such an original name for a song." I say sarcastically to myself. His voice sounds like that of a dying pig, and he is probably the most unattractive person I've seen in a long time. Most people back in Beverly Hills are just naturally good looking, although there are a few people who aren't so easy on they eyes. I feel bad for those people sometimes, they must not know what it feels like to be good looking. Poor pitiful souls. Hah, who am I kidding? I don't feel sorry for them, it's their own fault they don't look as good as me.

      Shutting my laptop all together, I sigh and set it on my bedside table and get off of my bed. "Might as well make myself useful and grace the streets of Nashville with my presence today." I say to myself, walking into my bathroom to get ready. Plugging in my $300 flat iron, I wait for it to heat up as I pick out my outfit for the day. Finally deciding to wear my red sundress from Ralph Lauren. Going back to my flat iron, I quickly straighten my long, brown hair until it's perfectly straight. Once my hair is done, I apply my makeup, which is mostly MAC and other high end brands like that.

      Thirty minutes later, I'm ready to go. Grabbing my phone and purse from the kitchen table, I walk out to my truck, in all it's old, dirty, run down glory. Note the sarcasm. Climbing into the truck, I drive around in search of something to do. After a few minutes of driving, I come to a nearby Starbucks. Coffee, just what I need! Pulling into an empty parking space, I step out of the truck and walk inside. It doesn't look much different from the Starbucks back in Beverly Hills, but the one back home was nicer.

      I look around at the people inside, when I spot a younger girl who looked to be around 15 or 16. She had short blond hair, and was wearing a tee shirt that said 'Hunter Hayes' on it. How could someone possibly enjoy that guy's music? I mean really, it's bad enough that it's country music, he could at least sing it nicely! I over hear her talking to who I assumed was her mother. The girl looked sad, as if she had been crying.

     "But, mom! We already bought the tickets, we need to use them!" she wailed, clearly upset. Her mother sighed, getting frustrated. "No, Hannah. We had a deal, if you kept your grades up to at least a B average for this semester you could meet him. You let your science grade drop to almost a 70. That's one point from failing that class, Hannah. You didn't keep your end of the deal, so no concert this time. He'll come back again, I'm sure." the mother said sternly. Part of me felt bad for the girl, I mean that's like me not being allowed to go shopping at all!

       Her mother looked up and saw me, so she began to walk over to where I was. "Hi, sorry to bother you, but would you like these tickets to see Hunter Hayes tonight? My daughter and I had something come up and we can't go, I didn't want these tickets to go to waste. We have meet and greet tickets, too." she basically pleaded. I looked at her for a moment, pondering over what she had just said. As much as I hate the song I heard this morning, this Hunter guy might have some better music. Plus I have nothing to do today anyway.