The Popularity Project

{26} I do

Non-edited

"And so if x to the power of 3 is..." My maths teacher explained but was cut off by the bell, signalling that it was lunch.

Lunch. It's always been my favourite time of the day but now knowing it will fill my satisfaction in many more ways just makes it much much better.

Let's start with the obvious of how lunch benefits me, shall we? It fills my stomach. And another thing that is so exciting about this lunch is the 'Oh so special, Calvin Klein magazine.'

"Remember to revise between pages 26 and 34 please!" My teacher called over the shuffling of books and the screeching noise of chairs being pushed to the side carelessly.

I grabbed hold of Lucy's hand as I scurried past the crowd fighting to pass through the narrow doorway.

As we made it though the small crowd, I tugged Lucy's arm a little harder to make sure she was in time with me.

I had to make it to the canteen to see Chantelle's and Ariana's faces when the magazines are placed on the stalls and my face appears on the Tv screen.

"Why are we rushing?!" Lucy huffed, quickening her pace to walk beside me.

"The magazine should be out on the stalls in the canteen!" I squealed excitedly, as we neared the double doors leading to the canteen.

I noticed a broad smile creep onto Lucy's face as she nodded.

"I'm so excited! I can't wait to see how you look!" She exclaimed, as we pushed the doors open.

A circle had already formed around the stalls where the newspapers and magazines are kept which must mean..

"The magazine is out!"

"And Sieara is on the front cover with Kendall Jenner!"

"She wasn't lying!"

"Oh my god! How is this possible?"

"I can't believe we believed those self obsessed sluts!"

A smirk was plastered across my face at the comments released. Even after a week of bullying, I actually believe this magazine was worth it.

I strode towards the food court to collect some food, acting as if I hadn't noticed the magazines and as if I didn't have a care in the world.

I scanned the food quickly, knowing that Chantelle, her squad and the jocks would enter soon. Which meant they'd see the magazine.

I was very eager to see their expressions. With a nice plate of food in front of me, that is.

I picked a bowl of pasta with salad as well as a bottle of water.

I'm not always this healthy but I want to set a good example for myself if people ask me questions about my modelling experience.

I seated myself at the table Lucy and I usually sit at and began to eat.

It was only then I noticed Lucy skipping towards me. How could I not notice she was not sitting at the table with me?

"I got a copy of your magazine! The line has become so long now but because our class was the first let out to lunch I got a copy easy peasy!" Lucy squealed excitedly, sliding beside me and lying the magazine flat in between us.

We flicked through the pages, occasionally gossiping about the clothing I wore, how it was with Kendall and a bit about Chad.

Suddenly, the doors were pushed open and Chantelle entered amongst the popular crowd, her arm linked with Ariana's. I smirked as the jocks entered right after them whooping and cheering about something, probably football related.