One Shadow on the Wall One Coffee Cup (a Hunter Hayes Fanfic)

Chapter 1

As I stared at my twin in the mirror, I brushed my hair and applied my mascara. I never really wanted to be your typical girl, it’s just my friends forced me into it. Or at least, who I thought were my friends. They basically my enemies (like everyone else) that tricked me into thinking they were my friends. I want my curly brown hair back, instead of this “hair straightener” straightened mass of bleached blonde hair. I had to wear contacts now, instead of my think framed glasses. I had to wear frilly dresses and flats or heels, instead of a t-shirt, jeans, and Converse. I could never return to normal though, because they had forbidden me from doing that too.

                After inspecting how I looked in our downstairs half-bath, I grabbed my Vera-Bradley backpack (which I didn’t really want) and slung it over my shoulder. I pushed open the glass front door, headed steadily down the porch steps, and made my way to the bus stop.

                I took a seat awaiting the journey of the dreaded bus ride. I’m like, the thirteenth person on. The worst part is always getting on and off the bus. It’s not because I’m bullied, it’s actually the exact opposite. All of these freshman on the bus are like my biggest fans (if I were to have a fan base) and always tell me how gorgeous I look each day. I honestly hate this too much. I’m not really myself. The real me is so much different than what everyone else sees.

                All of the popular girls act like they’re friends with me, when I know the reality. They always ask me to go shopping, go to concerts, out for makeovers, the whole deal. They made me change my Android to and iPhone, which is really the only thing I don’t mind. Since I don’t have any friends in real life, I just meet friends online.

                My phone buzzed in the palm of my hand. It was actually blowing up with text messages. A group message. Just great.

                Maddie: Hay girlies. So I was online looking for a good concert Friday night since there’s nothing to do. There is this star on the rise named Hunter Hayes preforming at the Staples Center. Would you guys be interested in going?

                Christina: Yeah, sounds good. Just looked him up, and he’s pretty hot.

                Gosh, Christina only cared about a boy’s looks.

                Lindsey: Coolio. I totes wanna hang with my besties and a concert. Can’t w8!

                Maddie: Gonna get VIP meet and greets too! Shayna, you in?

                The next twelve letters I typed couldn’t have possibly lead to a good outcome, but maybe this time would be different.

                Me: Yeah, can’t wait!

                With that I exited out of my texting app and locked my phone. I clicked it on one last time, to find a picture of the fake me with my fake friends. With that, I used the power of my dainty white fake nails, to turn the screen black.