She looks so perfect- A Tragic Thrills fan fiction

Chapter 13

Weeks passed and I didn't leave my house. I called Cameron a couple of times and all he did was say "cool" "yes" "no" and say something about Sydney. About how amazingly modest she is.

"Hannah, not everything is about you. Nobody cares about how you look. You're the only person that cares about how you look! You're so self centered and I don't know if I could be around that any longer. Goodbye, Hannah." That was the last thing Cameron has said to me..and that was only two weeks ago.

Ever since the phone call I haven't touched any makeup product, or any product that would better my appearance. His words were in my head as a constant reminder of how much of a bad person I am.

I've been trying to better myself, as well as trying online dating since that's the only way that I'm going to get a boyfriend now. Boring, douchebag, tool... The list goes on while looking down at all of my matches. Nobody was original and unique like Cameron was. Nobody was a nice genuine guy.

Also, I've been stalking their old YouTube channel, Outerspaceallstar, to feel like Cameron was still here with me. As always he made me smile and laugh, only through these dumb videos. Wow, their fans are crazy nice as well.

When it officially has been two months since Cameron and I last spoken, I finally log on to Instagram to find that Sydney and Cameron are dating. "Oh...that's...that's nice.." I say to myself.

To be honest, I hated them dating. As cliche as it sounds, that should be me! Every day I've been watching YouTube to better myself and find inspiration. I've been doing workouts at home to tone my body up a bit. Also Michelle Phan has been my therapist.

It was time for a change.

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I scanned through the aisle of hair colors through Walmart, picking out a medium brown color. "Hey, sorry to bother you but do you know where I can find some aspirin?" A familiar voice said to me. I turned around and to my surprise it was that one boy that used to be in the band.

Michael Martinez.

"Michael? Michael Martinez?" Was all I could say.

"Yeah that's me!" He replied with a smile, showing his adorable dimples.

"The aspirin is usually in the medicine aisle. It's like you've never been to a Walmart before.."

"I've been a little out of my element lately." Michael frowned slightly, sticking his hands in his pockets. "Yeah, I'm sorry about the whole band thing.."

He rose an eyebrow at me. "You're a fan?"

"No just a friend...or was a friend of Cameron's.."

"What happened between you two?"

Michael and I walked around the Walmart and talked about the whole situation. I was pretty sure I was rambling but I was surprised that he was keeping up with my sob story. "That sounds pretty fucked up if you asked me." He was looking down at me, "consider me your new friend..what's your name?"

"Hannah Jones." I say simply.

"Well Hannah, if you ever need me just shoot me a text." He handed me his number on a piece of paper. How the hell did he get paper in the middle of the store?

****

The shower water ran through my hair, getting rid of the excess color dye. I blow dried it to reveal the frizzy lions mane.

After straightening it I fell in love with the way my hair looked. I looked good, and I felt pretty for once; even though I wasn't wearing any makeup whatsoever.

Hello, New Hannah Jones.

(A/N) sorry that this was kind of a short chapter but it will get better I promise!