Thanks To A Cheater

Chapter 6: Gummy Bears

Piper's POV

"Damn it. I can't believe I forgot about the concert today..." I mumbled as Joan grilled me for not remembering.

"Joan." She kept talking. "Joan..." Still nothing. "Joan!" My yelling got her to shut up and I took the list of songs from her hands. I went over the list and turned to Joan. "Eliminate songs three, seven, thirteen, and...twenty."

"Why?" Joan asked and I looked at her.

"Because I want the two songs I showed you today and the other one from not to long ago."

"Fine." Joan sighed her there's-no-use-fighting sigh. "What songs do you want to put where?"

"Replace twenty with 'Part of Me'. Seven with 'Who's That Girl', thirteen with 'Never Again.' No, three will be 'Who's That Girl', seven will be 'Never Again'. So, thirten will be...'Good Girl'."

"You know, I like that song 'Part of Me'. I have an idea for a music video for it too."

"I'll trust it'll be a good music video. By the way, could you have someone send a ticket and backstage past to Hunter? I don't think he's working today."

"Which seat?" Joan asked as she noted my request.

"Front row." I said. "So, tell me about this music video."

"Well, your in your car parked outside your pretend boyfriend's work place and see him try to steal-and almost manage to get-a kiss from another woman. You dump him, leave, stuff happens and you end up joining the marines in the video."

"Sounds good."

"You go through the traning and everything, looking strong and idependent. You get a letter fom your 'boyfriend' and burn it after reading it. In the end you're dancing under a large flag. That's just the outline, by the way." I nodded, imagining the video in my mind.

"I like the idea...I say the video is made as soon as possible."

"I'll arrage auditions for the people in the video tomorrow." Joan nodded and turned to leave. "I'll send the ticket and pass to Hunter. Make sure you're at today's concert arena in twenty." Joan left me alone in the recording studio and I sighed.

"Who's that girl...Part of me...Never again...Good Girl..." I whispered as I thought about my chosen songs. Of course, I was doing 'Kiss 'n' Tell' and 'Picture To Burn' tonight along with other happier songs.

With a sigh I stood up and left the record studio.

"I wonder if Hunter will be there tonight..." I mused and thought about tonight's list of songs.


"Ms. McLean?" Called the voice of the stage director.

"Yeah?" I called back.

"Sound check whenever you're ready." I nodded and gave him a sign that I was ready.

I told the band what to play. Once they started to play, I started to sing.

If she really knows the truth, she deserves you
A trophy wife, oh how cute
Ignorance is bliss
But when your day comes, and he's through with you
And he'll be through with you
You'll die together but alone

You wrote me in a letter
You couldn't say it right to my face
Give me that Sunday school answer
Repent yourself away

I stopped singing and the band stopped playing. I turned to the stage director and recieved a thumbs up. I nodded and stepped away from the microphone.

"Piper? I'm going out to buy some drinks at the cafe down the street. Whould you like anything?" Joan asked.

"Um..yeah." I pulled a ten from my purse. "A hot chocolate, please." She nodded, taking the ten dollar bill from my hand and leaving.

I got off the stage and went to take a seat in a random row where the audience would be in three hours. I sat there, watching people prepare the stage. They moved lights and things. I'd been watching for a while before my phone went off. I recognized it as my ring tone for Hunter and immediatly answered.

"Hey." I said.

"Right back at ya. How's getting ready for the concert?" Hunter said on the other end.

"Like always. Joan forces me to come early and then I'm pretty much just sitting here until an hour before the show where they rush to get me ready. It's stupid and tonight I'm doing..." I counted the number of different clothes on my fingers. "Around ten or more changes during the concert. It's crazy."

"Well, you chose to be a star and you even said Joan warned you about this before you came out to the world."

"Yeah and it is worth everything because unlike most of America, I love what I do." I sat back in my chair. "So are you going to be able to come tonight?"

"Of course! It'll be my first Piper McLean concert and I'm dateing the singer, so of course I'm not gonna miss this!" I smiled at Hunters words.

I couldn't help but compare him to Jason. Jason hadn't gone to my first concert and rarely went to my concerts. I could tell Hunter would probably always be there if he had the chance.

"That's great to hear. Did you get the backstage pass and ticket yet?"

"Yeah. I was about to leave my house to do some grocery shopping when a guy appeared and said you'd sent them."

"Sorry if it delayed your shopping." I said as I noticed someone almost drop a mic.

"That's okay, I'm at the store right now. I'll take you something. Chocolate or gummy bears?"

"Don't ask stupid questions when you already know the answer." He knew I didn't eat gummy bears because of what they were made of. I shivered at the thought of gummy bears being made of goop from inside horse hooves with added flavor.

"Gummy bears it is."

"What? No! I'll throw them at your face if you bring those near me!" I hissed and Hunter laughed on his end.

"Okay, okay. I'll see you later, I need to get a few more things. Bye."

"Bye." Hunter hung up and I put my phone back in my pocket.

A few moments later, Joan appeared with two cups in hand. She handed me one and I immediatly brought it to my lips. I love chocolate. And since chocolate is associated with love in ways, as a daughter of Aphrodite, I'm entitled to eat it. Well, that's my excuse anyway.

Joan looked like she was going to say something, but her eyes landed on something on stage and she frowned.

"Hey! Don't use that color light! It doesn't go good with her!" She hurried off in her clicking heels and I shrugged. I sat there until Joan came and ordered me to my dressing room, where my stylist were waiting.

They immediatly sat me down and started my makeup. Since the idea of the songs was to go from getting over heartbreak and getting stronger to not giving a crap about it-Joan's idea, NOT MINE-we started with light make up, but eye liner that looked a bit messed up, as if I'd been crying.

Once my make up was done and my hair was in a messy high pony tail, I looked through my clothes, trying to pick.

There was a knock at the door and I called for them to come in, to busy looking at clothes to check who it was. Maybe a stylist had come back from getting something to drink.

"What? No hello kiss?" I whirled around and grinned at Hunter. I walked over and wrapped my arms around him neck and pulled him into a kiss.

"There's you kiss. Now help me pick something to wear." I said as I took Hunter's hand and lead him to the rack of clothes I had to choose from.

"Here's your chocolate, but what am I suppose to pick clothes for?" Hunter handed me a Hershey's chocolate.

"Um...my first set of clothes will be for two songs. One is 'Girl Next Door'. Mainly the girl in the song comparing herself to a girl she thinks is better and prettier girl while she's just the girl next door." I shrugged. "I wrote the song when I was eighteen, once of my first hits, you know."

Hunter looked through the racks before pulling out two iteams. A pair of faded jeans and a normal white T-shirt.

"Gives off the everyday girl look. Put on a pair of sneakers or something." Hunter said as he handed me the thing. I looked at the clothes and realized they were perfect.

"Are you sure you're not a demigod son of Aphrodite?" I joked and Hunter smiled.

"I'm sure and if I was, that'd mean you were dating your half brother." I wrinkled my nose in discust and Hunter laughed. "I grew up with two sister, remember Piper? One was like the girl in your song, and the other was a drama queen."

"Like Drew?" I asked.

"...Nah. She wasn't that bad." I smiled and moved into the bathroom to change. I came out in the clothes and slipped on my old looking pair of converse. Hunter gave me a thumbs up. Soon, he had to go to his seat and I was called onto the stage.

The crowd errupted into applause as the curtain raised and I started to sing. Soon, I was on the third song.

There were places we would go at midnight
There were secrets that nobody else would know
There's a reason but I don't know why
I don't know why
I don't know why
I thought they all belonged to me

Who's that girl?
Where's she from?
No she can't be the one
That you want
That has stolen my world
It's not real, it's not right
It's my day, it's my night
By the way
Who's that girl living my life?
Oh no, living my life

This song, I'd written it after I found out Reyna was pregnant. Part of me felt like Reyna was living the life I was suppose to have. While I wrote the song, I'd felt like she'd stolen my world.

Seems like everything's the same around me
Then I look again and everything has changed
I'm not dreaming so I don't know why
I don't know why
I don't know why
She's everywhere I wanna be

Who's that girl?
Where's she from?
No she can't be the one
That you want
That has stolen my world
It's not real, it's not right
It's my day, it's my night
By the way
Who's that girl living my life?
Oh no, living my life

I'm the one who made you laugh
Who made you feel
And made you sad
I'm not sorry
For what we did
For who we were
I'm not sorry I'm not her

I had done that for Jason. I'd made him laugh and feel. But now, now I wasn't sorry I wasn't Reyna. He could have her if he wanted. I sang the chorus one last time before hurrying off stage to change.

By the time I was at the end of my 11th song, I'd worn three different outfits. At the end of the 11th song, I ran off stage with my back up dancers who were suppose to change into 'good girl' outfits.

The stylist got to work redoing my hair to be loose, and a bit messy while sticking in fake black streaks. My makeup was dark eyeliner, mascara, black smoke eye shadow, and red lips.

I hurriedly striped off my outfit and slipped into a short black jean skirt, a tight black tank top with a leather jacket over it, and a pair of stilettoes. I slipped on a chain belt around my waist and slipped on black large star earings and a black star ring.

I glanced at myself in the mirror and smiled. I looked bad ass.

I hurried out to the stage and smiled at the crowd in my bad girl look. They went wild. I looked towards where Hunter was and he gave me a thumbs up. I smiled and moved to the mic. The band started to play and I got ready along with the good girl looking back up dancers with full pink knee length skirts, pink jackets, glasses, and socks with heels over them.

We were ready for my song 'Good Girl' alright. My cue was coming. I'd clap my hand on my hip in rythym with the music and my back up dancers clapped their hands. When my cue came I whirled around to face the good girls. I slowly walked over to them as I sang.

Hey, good girl
With your head in the clouds
I bet you I can tell you
What you're thinkin' about
You'll see a good boy
Gonna give you the world
But he's gonna leave you cryin'
With your heart in the dirt

His lips are dripping honey
But he'll sting you like a bee
So lock up all your loving
Go and throw away the key

I made a throwing guester over my shoulder before turning back to the audience.

Hey good girl
Get out while you can
I know you think you got a good man

Why, why you gotta be so blind?
Won't you open up your eyes?
It's just a matter of time 'til you find
He's no good, girl
No good for you
You better get to getting on your goodbye shoes and go, go, go...
Better listen to me
He's low, low, low...

In the song, it's more like it's two girls. Once good and not much street smarts. The other-the one singing-was street smart, but not really a bad girl because she's not getting the good girl to do soemthing bad.

But he's really good at lying
Yeah, he'll leave you in the dust
'Cause when he says forever
Well, it don't mean much
Hey good girl
So good for him
Better back away honey
You don't know where he's been

The streets smarts girl-who looks and acts like a bad girl-is trying to warn the good girl that the guy she thinks is perfect and great is really the oposite and no good for her. So the song is mostly just the bad looking girl trying to warn the good girl.

It was kinda funny how good the dancers could reflect good girls not wanting to listen to me.

Why, why you gotta be so blind?
Won't you open up your eyes?
It's just a matter of time 'til you find
He's no good, girl
No good for you
You better get to getting on your goodbye shoes and go, go, go...
Yeah yeah yeah, he's low
Yeah yeah yeah

Oh, He's no good, girl
Why can't you see?
He'll take your heart and break it
Listen to me, yeah

Why, why you gotta be so blind?
Won't you open up your eyes?
It's just a matter of time 'til you find
He's no good, he's no good

Won't you open up your eyes?
It's just a matter of time 'til you find
He's no good, girl
He's no good for you
You better get to getting on your goodbye shoes

At the end of the word shoes, I turned and walked off stage, like the bad looking girl leaving after giving her warning.

I hurried off stage and changed into another outfit with different makeup. All in three minutes.

The concert continued until I reached Part Of Me, leaving only a few songs before the end of the concert.

"Here's my newest hit that I know a lot of girls love! Part Of Me!" I heard the girls in audience go crazy and smiled as the music started to play.

Days like this I want to drive away
Pack my bags and watch your shadow fade
You chewed me up and spit me out
Like I was poison in your mouth
You took my light, you drained me down
But that was then and this is now
Now look at me

This is the part of me
That you're never gonna ever take away from me, no
This is the part of me
That you're never gonna ever take away from me, no
Throw your sticks and your stones, throw your bombs and your blows
But you're not gonna break my soul
This is the part of me
That you're never gonna ever take away from me, no

I just wanna throw my phone away
Find out who is really there for me
You ripped me off your love was cheap
Was always tearing at the seams
I fell deep, you let me down
But that was then and this is now
Now look at me

This is the part of me
That you're never gonna ever take away from me, no
This is the part of me
That you're never gonna ever take away from me, no
Throw your sticks and your stones, throw your bombs and your blows
But you're not gonna break my soul
This is the part of me
That you're never gonna ever take away from me, no

Now look at me, I'm sparkling
A firework, a dancing flame
You won't ever put me out again
I'm glowin' oh whoa
So you can keep the diamond ring
It don't mean nothing anyway
In fact you can keep everything yeah, yeah
Except for me

This is the part of me
That you're never gonna ever take away from me, no
This is the part of me
That you're never gonna ever take away from me, no
Throw your sticks and your stones, throw your bombs and your blows
But you're not gonna break my soul
This is the part of me
That you're never gonna ever take away from me, no

This is the part of me
No
Away from me
No
This is the part of me, me, me, me, me, me, me, me...
No
Throw your sticks and your stones, throw your bombs and your blows
But you're not gonna break my soul
This is the part of me
That you're never gonna ever take away from me, no!

The audience loved it and soon, the concert was over. After encores, of course, consisting of Good Girl, Part Of me, and Kiss & Tell, as requested.

I was sitting in my dressing room, brushing me hair when a knock came.

"Come in." I called as I pulled my hair into a bun and slipped a piece of Hunter's chocolate into my mouth.

"Great show. I see why you have so many fans." Hutner said and I smiled a him through th mirror as he stood behind me.

"You should see the newer songs Joan is going to let me air on the radio soon. One or two may be dedicated to you."

"Aw, I feel so special. Your song being dedicated to me for everyone to hear." Hunter smiled.

"Yes sir. Just you wait, I'll make sure you get to hear it." I tirned around and stood up. I gave Hunter a soft kiss before turning motioning towards the door. "Are you going to come with or stay here?"

"Where are you going?" Hunter asked and I took his hand in mine.

"You'll see soon enough." With that I lead him out of my dressing room. I lead him down two halls then made a right. A bunch of guys and girls were in front of a table, waiting for autographs. There were two chairs at the table, so I sat in one and motioned for Blake to sit in the other.

"Hey guys! How'd you like the concert?" I asked the line and they gave the favorable responce.

"Damn girl, you gotta a lot of fans!" Hunter said in a girly voice and I laughed, turning to the first two girls in line.

"Oh my god, it's awesome to get to meet you Piper!" One of them squealed and the other nodded. The first girl handed me a CD case and I brought out the permanent marker I had in my pocket.

"What would you like me to write?" I asked.

"Just make it out to Jennifer, please." I nodded and wrote my message along with her name before handing it back.

"To Lizzy, please." The second girl said, handing me a poster. After I signed it, the girls ran off and I continued to sign things for fans.

"It's great you meet you Miss Piper! I'm Jaylen" A girl with brown hair said and she turned to Hunter. "Is he your boyfriend?"

"Yes, I'm her boyfriend." Hunter said and the girl grinned.

"That's probably so awesome for you! You seem better than that other guy Piper dated...Mason? No, wait! His name was Jason and I met him once." Jaylen scoffed and I gave a small smile. "Talk about asshole." Jaylen leaned closer and said in a low voice, "Piper, I think mom was happy with you for dumping the freak."

"Mom?" I looked closely at the girl and smiled. "Daughter of Aphrodite?"

"Yup. Your poster is hanging on the cabin wall." I handed Jaylen her poster and she bid me goodbye before leaving. I finished up signing things before I went back to the dressing room and grabbed my stuff, ready to go.

"I'll see you tomorrow." I said as I pulled away from Hunter's goodbye and good night kiss. Hunter took his hands off my waist.

"That better be a promise." I nodded and gave Hunter a peck on hip lips before going to my car. I'd chosen to drive myself here, so I drove home.

I dove out of the paring lot, Hunter's car lights behind mine and then we went our seperate ways.

All things considered, I think tonight was a good night.


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