Glee's Little Angel

Chapter 2: Sexy French Boy

Melody's POV
At
Paris Airport

"Okay. We have finished the music video, just pack up and we will be heading you back home to Ohio" my manager says as I nod. I called my dad, to let him know that I finished my tour, filming and I'm headed back home. Perfect since Christmas break is ending.

We were at the airport and I kept feeling this wary, sad feeling.

I'm in Paris, the city of lights and filled with love. Yet I feel so lonely. I miss him, the one who showed me around, the one I felt I could be myself. My French, handsome mystery man. Sebastian.

Flashback
At
Somewhere in Paris

"Okay and we have to get the dress rehearsals ready, as well as your hair and clothes picked out. Then we will need the fog machine ready, Paul spork that they have the security settled" Sarah kept talking about tonight's performance. Ugh I'm so hungry.

"Is there somewhere we can eat?" I asked cutting her off as she and my other team members looked at me.

"There's a small cafe, they sell bakery items" one of the staff said. I nodded and we walked there. There was a few teenagers hanging outside. But we didn't pay any mind to them.

"Hello, what would like today?" The barista asked in French. Sarah ordered a bunch of coffees with caffeine shots, where as I looked and spotted a chocolate croissant.

"And for you mademoiselle?" The barista asked. I just smiled and pointed to croissant. He nods and takes it out of the display case, handing it to me. I took a bite out of it. It tasted divine.

"How cute" one of the staff said as he pointed out the cute face I made. I giggled and we all left the cafe.

"We still need to talk about the AV and lights-" Sarah was cut off as I tripped and I fell on the pavement. I kept my hand up and my croissant was kept safe.

"Oh my?!" My team said as they helped me up. I looked to Sarah who was laughing at me.

"You made sure the food was okay but not you?" She asked as nodded and took another bite.

"Food is more important" I said simply as I dusted off some pieces of dirt off my face.

"Oh I'm so sorry. I didn't see you there. I didn't mean to trip you up there, Princess" a boy spoke to me in French. I looked to see that it was his stretched out feet that I tripped over. I only look up to see him with this small smirk on his face. God that smirk reminds me of Puck back at home, but this guy obviously is better looking.

"It's fine, didn't lose my step from a couple of small elf legs" I said back at him as his smirk dropped. His friends all laughed as he smiled back at me.

"You're not around from here, are you?" He asked now speaking English as I heard his accent, nothing but just American.

"Based on your American accent. Neither are you" I snapped back as I spoke in English. I raise my eyebrows and just shake my head. I feel a tug on my elbow and look to see Sarah pointing at her clipboard. I nod and we walked away.