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.

easy," she said, sending us a wink. "Your orders will be up soon, hon," she said, lightly patting my shoulder before heading over to Andrew's table. My eyes followed the movement and watched

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

grade. Total delinquent," I

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

I gave him a look that said,

he and his friends were all smoking and laughing

his fingers in his water and flicked it

it if you didn't try to throw water at me with those disgusting fingers that have been who knows where."

his eyes. "Oh, don't be dramatic."

Lucky. Of course,

why am I not surprised? You're pulling the Lucky card again." He shook his head, and I lifted my head in the air, a conceited

with right now? I mean, the world

took a sip out of his

you go," the waitress said suddenly, handing us each our own plate.

"Oh, my gosh, I'm never going to finish this," I said, letting out a laugh as

said before shoving his burger in his mouth.

looking over at me, but with only a curious look. When eye contact was made,

he kept his face blank, yet held some 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.

eyes from across the room? You're going to make me puke," West said, causing me to scowl and throw a French fry

"Real mature, Lucky."

yeah," I said, making a face and

in

respond and only took a small bite of my burger.