Me? A Model! I have 10 siblings!! (Lauren Cimorelli Fanfiction)

Ch.16 Ms.Clark

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Lauren's POV:

I woke up to the sound of my alarm. I followed what was now my daily routine.

I changed into a white and black baseball tee and a pair of high-waisted denim shorts. I wore a pair of white socks and black converse.

When I reached the 9th floor at Vanessa's, I sat down on an empty chair. I zoned out for a while, thinking about how the earth is round if the ground is flat. Yeah, I know. So much for being smart.

"Lauren?!," the sound of Mia's voice snapped me out of my one million dollar question.

She must've called me a couple of times before, considering the expression she wore now.

"Umm...yeah?? Sorry, I zoned out."

"Yeah, I got that part figured out. I've
called your name like three times."

"Sorry. It's just that something important crossed my mind." Something very important. It would change the way we look at the world.

"Okay, whatever. Anyways, Ms.Clark wants to see you in her office"

"Sorry? Who?"

"Ms.Clark. 8th floor. Count one two three four - seven doors to the right."

"Why would she want me??"

"That's why she asked for you, to tell you what she wants."

"Oh, okay. Do I go now?"

Mia slapped herself then said:"Yes Lauren, right now. And please, if I ever meant anything to you, visit an ear doctor. And is there a doctor who treats stupidity? Because if there is, then please make an appointment. I'll pay for it."

At this point, Mia was talking to me like a 5 year old. She paused between every word and said all her words in a slo-mo tone.

I left the stage room. Today, the six other girls were to be assigned outfits. Mrs.Venezuelda wasn't here yet, so I imagined her bossing someone around.

I headed to the elevator, my favorite thing in this whole building. I pushed the elevator button and headed towards the 8th floor. Ms.Clark - whoever you are and whatever you do - I'm coming for you.

I left the elevator and headed left. One two three four - and seven. Just like that. Mia sure as hell knows how to count. I knocked the door and entered, and that was when the most disturbing sight met my eyes.

A couple were making out on the desk. She was kissing him and he tried to pull back away from the kiss when he noticed the open door. He suddenly jerked back and what was disturbing was now appalling. It was Jayden.

I left the room holding the tears in my eyes. I wasn't supposed to be mad or jealous since I wasn't his girlfriend or anything but I......liked him. Even if I never dared to admit it.

I ran towards the elevator and pushed the button leading towards the elevator, I needed to get out of this place. Jayden followed me, I could hear his footsteps. "Lauren, wait." But he was too late. The elevator door shut tight right in his face. Thoughts flooded my head:

How could he?

That girl should've been me.

I thought he liked me.

But the truth was plain and clear, I thought wrong. His feelings were that of friendship and nothing more. Damn it. I hate being friend zoned.

I didn't come back till lunch was over. I have come up with approximately 53 ways to kill Ms.Clark. The idea itself was very.....intriguing.

"Where have you been??" Mia asked jokingly.

I knew I needed Mia, I needed someone to lighten up the mood for me. I needed someone to help me forget. No, I needed someone to try helping me forget. I knew no matter how hard she tried, she would never remove that image out of my mind.

"At Ms.Clark's."

"So....what did she tell you??"

"Nothing, she was busy." Busy making out with your brother.

"That's weird. She's a really nice person. She has a thing for newbies." And hot brothers too.

"Anyways, have you seen Jayden?"

"Yeah, we didn't talk much though."

"Did he ask you out??"

"WHAT?? NO!!" I said, annoyed and irritated. Did he ask me out? You're asking the wrong girl here.

"What is he waiting for??" He's waiting for his destined love, Ms.Clark.

"No idea. Look Mia, can I take the rest of the day off. I feel sick."

"Yeah, sure. You're not gonna be doing anything here anyways. But you need to come tomorrow. You'll be having a photo shoot."

"Yeah, whatever," I said already heading towards the door.

"And Lauren, wear something nice tomorrow, Jayden told me he's gonna ask you out."

I froze in my place, I was literally unable to move. He was going to ask me out???? Today: Kiss a girl at work. Tomorrow: Ask Lauren out. That guy needs to sort out his freaking priorities. But he was going to ask me out?? Does that mean he likes me? No, he doesn't- he's just using me. Like everybody else.

When I reached the hotel, I cried for forty minutes straight. I then ordered chocolate ice cream which reminded me of Lisa's picture and the day we all laughed together. It made me feel better until I realized that day was the first day I ever spoke to Jayden. I cried harder after that.

I ate the chocolate ice cream while watching (500) Days of Summer. Just my post-break up routine. But this wasn't a break-up. We weren't even together. This was an I-just-made-out-with-Ms.-freaking-Clark-even-though- I-wanted-to-ask-you-out-the-day-after thing. And it hurt real bad.

I cried myself to sleep that night.