I'm a Model that's Undercover as The School's Nerd

“You know with your connections I’m sure you could even get tickets just by asking.” She said looking at me.

I shrugged, “Maybe, but that would involve going to more awards shows and going to more parties.”

She rolled her eyes, “Well, the awards shows are something you should want to go to. You get to see so many different artists perform.”

"I’m over that phase, but hey, give your career some time, and you'll be where I am and can go to as many awards shows as you want in no time," I said with a knowing smile.

She frowned. "I sure hope so. I mean, you're eighteen and you're getting away with drinking illegally at these parties after your huge fashion shows in New York."

I smiled innocently. "Yeah, let's just keep that to ourselves though." I bit back a small smirk. Believe it or not, that was a one-time thing and since then, I’d vowed to never drink again. I didn't like the feeling of not knowing what I was doing, and I didn't like not remembering every event the next day. Besides the one drinking incident that only Tori and those who were at the party know about, I've had a completely clean record

We fell into a comfortable silence, and I decided to leave it at that with only the music filling the silence in the air till we got to school, since I was dead tired.

It didn't take long until we pulled up at the school parking lot. We went to our lockers together, pushing past people in the crowded hallway. Tori's locker was only a few down from mine.

This was usually the time we would split up, since we only had our lunch together and science at the end of the day. Deciding to say my goodbye, I lightly bumped my hip with hers. "Bye, see you at lunch."

"Bye, see ya then," she said with a wave, and we split up.

Now, time for lovely history with Mr. Stark.

Please allow yourself to notice my sincere sarcasm.

a public school then I needed to follow the rules set by my mother and my modeling agent, Mary. My only rules were to stay out of trouble, get good grades, and be on all the teachers' good sides to try to

was a real daisy to talk to. I mean, it wasn't hard to picture her in your head, brunette with long, curled hair and short-shorts

no idea but it probably had something to do with her sleeping with the hall monitors. I mentally scolded myself; I needed to start paying attention and stop getting lost in my thoughts.

where you're going, freak," Stacey sneered, pushing my books all over the floor. "You ruined my

her shirt with the napkin that had been around my Starbucks cup. She only pushed me back and let out a

needed to make one of her

class. So much for

walked away with her Michael Kors' bag sitting

course, I had to be her

I started to reach for my books, one by one. I glanced at the stragglers left in the

new victim has to deal with her bitch wrath every day. When I finally got all but one book, Stacey's friend, Anne, ran over

said with a fake pout before walking away as the

pace once I was two doors away and straightened my appearance. I knocked on the locked and closed door. Mr. Stark

late. My books fell on my way here," I lied as I walked into the classroom in front of everyone's piercing eyes, which I decided to ignore. They could stare all

I let you off, then I have to let

commenting on the fact that he'd let many students off before and only nodded, keeping a tight smile on

day so far this year as Stacey's group yelled little attention-seeking comments to try to get some type

Like I'm gonna cry over them.

she was a total gossip. She knows everything that goes around this school. If I told her, she would spread my secret like wildfire. Friend or not, she was still a gossip. Don't get me wrong, I mean, I completely accept that about her. I just can't risk my secret, especially since I've

down at the table with my

said in sync, still giggling about something they were talking about

my gosh, Clover!" she said and Tori raised an eyebrow. "Spill the beans. I totally heard rumors