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

"You know the—" West started, but my focus was on someone else entering the diner in a familiar black leather jacket. Andrew Carter.

Instead of having his hair all down and draped over his forehead like before, it was now back to its usual way, with pieces pushed up and back with only a few strays resting on his forehead, the brown color shining under the light from drops of water that covered it all. He sat down in a chair, draping the black jacket on the back.

"Clove? You're not even listening to me. What are you..." West trailed off, his eyes landing on Andrew. "Who's that?"

I sighed, removing my eyes and focusing on the menu again. "No one," I said simply, pursing my lips.

"No, no, no." West shook his head, "Don't go lying to me now."

I scoffed. "I'm not lying about anything. I have a boyfriend."

This time, it was West's turn to roll his eyes. "That douche is hardly a boyfriend." He took a sip of his drink that I somehow missed the waitress setting down.

"Yeah, so you've said," I mumbled, waving him off.

"Did you guys decide what you want?" the waitress interrupted, and I looked at West with wide eyes. I'd barely even glanced at the menu.

"I'll just take the classic burger with fries and she'll take the same," West ordered.

The waitress smiled. "Okay, anything else?"

We shook our heads.

hon," she said, lightly patting my shoulder before heading over to Andrew's table. My eyes followed the movement and

looks like he's hungover," West commented and I scrunched up my nose. He probably was. "So, want

my grade. Total delinquent," I said as I twirled my straw

"Is that so? He's a delinquent? Why don't you invite

a look that

were all smoking and laughing together," I retorted.

dipped his fingers in his water and

didn't try to throw water at me with those disgusting fingers that have been who knows

eyes. "Oh,

Of course, I'm dramatic,” I whispered, sticking my tongue out at

his head, and I lifted my head in the air, a conceited look on

I mean, the world doesn't

He didn't respond and only took a sip out of his

go," the waitress said suddenly, handing us each

finish this," I said, letting out a laugh as I looked at the size of

I definitely will," West said before shoving his burger

that he was already looking over at me, but with only a curious look. When eye contact was made, part of me wanted to look away, but something about the look in his

type of anger in his features. I didn't think the anger was toward me, since he didn't know me as the model, Lucky, but rather toward something else.

two please stop making gooey eyes from across the room? You're going to make

mature, Lucky."

said, making a face and he couldn't help

"That look," he said in between

took a small bite of my burger.