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She shakes her head turns back to the man.
"It doesn't make sense with how my life actually is going!" Indigo argues as the man rolls his eyes. "My life has nothing to do with sex right now. So why can't I use my own song?"
Now it was the mans turn to shake his head. His slicked back hair and curled mustache was intimidating.
"If your life isn't about sex, then what type of love is it about?" He shoots back with a smirk.
"Well why don't you actually listen to my song instead of just assuming." Indigo snarls before heading into the booth and putting on the headset. She gives the young boy controlling the panel a thumbs up.
The unknown man watches her through the glass with crosses arms and an unimpressed look. Music starts up and Indie closes her eyes, ready to sing her heart out.
"I hate going out"
"I hate coming home"
"I hate you're never picking up your phone, yeah"
"Just pick up your phone, yeah"
"I hate faking like, like we get along"
"I hate how everybody wanna do me wrong, yeah"
"Ain't even like mine songs, yeah"
"You act like you did it yourself"
"But you're just taking credit for somebody else, yeah"
"You're somebody else, yeah"
"You look like you're nice, but you're not"
"And if anyone likes you, it's just cause you're hot, yeah"
"And you think you're hot, yeah"
"Love ain't a thing in L.A"
"Ain't no love in L.A"
"Love ain't a thing in L.A"
"Ain't no love in L.A"
"But nothin' is real anyway"
"Say you needed me, but I guess you don't"
"Cause you met somebody better now you're out the door, yeah"
"Now you're out the door, yeah"
"Think you traded up, but in the end you lost"
"Guess you gained a little fame, but baby what's the cost, yeah"
"Tell me, what's the cost, yeah"
"You act like you did it yourself"
"But you're just taking credit for somebody else, yeah"
"You're somebody else, yeah"
"You look like you're nice, but you're not"
"And if anyone likes you, it's just cause you're hot, yeah"
"And you think you're hot, yeah"
"Love ain't a thing in L.A"
"Ain't no love in L.A"
"Love ain't a thing in L.A"
"Ain't no love in L.A"
"But nothin' is real anyway"
"Why you over there looking like you lost some"
"Why you over there looking like you want something"
"I know you want something"
"Why you even here if you ain't gon' do some"
"Why you sittin' there showing off your new some"
"You just sit and stare, nothing in your mind runnin'"
"Nothing in your mind runnin', nothing in your mind runnin'"
"Love ain't a thing in LA"
"Ain't no love in LA"
"Love ain't a thing in L.A"
"Ain't no love in L.A, oh"
"Ooh, and nothin' is real anyway"
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You can't judge someone by their looks, right? Their height? Their weight? That's what Aaron Loftner had done. He judge Indigo Evans. He saw her as an immature teen girl that was only looking for fame. Not for an actual career. He only heard her singing voice, not her actual words. He judged the fact that she was 18, working at a diner, a bookstore, and is a volunteer at daycare. He misjudged her seriousness.
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Fanfiction"you're too young to learn to grow up, daniel seavey." in which two teenagers fall in love and fall apart
