Being a Model of Victoria's Secret

Chapter 11

Chapter 11 

As bad as this might sound, I was actually so happy that Megan fell asleep. 

I was going to bring her up to her room but Justin offered to carry her. I was insisting so much but I was defeated. I didn't have any worries though because Megan's room was a floor below mine. 

We were walking downstairs and went to the garden where the pool was located. We then sat down at the edge of the pool and talked about random things and got to know each other. 

I got to know these things: 

- he's an only child 

- he likes dark colors

same

- it was his dream to become a successful model

me too 

- he has many cousins that are young 

that's why he's good with kids

- his hobby is basketball

- if he was not a model, he would like to be an actor 

- his tends to talk a lot if he thinks the person he's talking to is very interesting

so am i interesting? WHAT MASSIE?! Why the hell would you think about that?

- he really likes the beach

and a lot more stuff..

I also talked about myself. But as much as possible, I ignored questions about my studies and such. 

"I'm really comfortable with you, I don't know why." he said. "Really? Well, that's a start. We could be like best buddies!!" I said and slapped his arm. He acted like it hurt a lot and we both laughed. 

"You remind me of someone," he said. "And who is that honorable person?" I joked. He smiled. "I'm not exactly sure, though. Maybe one of my classmates, I think."

I laughed nervously. "Oh..."

"I know, it would be a miracle if you're the same person," he laughed. I looked away and laughed nervously again. 

I looked at my watch. It was getting late. "Hey, it's getting late, aren't you gonna go home?" I asked. "Well, since your sending me away already, I guess I have to go," he laughed. He stood up and held his hand out to me. 

Then an evil plan went through my head. I smirked and got his hand and pulled him down into the water. I laughed so hard when he went back up the water. 

He playfully glared at me and went out of the water. He removed his shirt. Revealing his beautiful piece of art called his abs. 

I blushed. 

Before I could calculate what was going on, he swiftly picked me up and jumped into the water 

I screamed and hit his chest. Which was incredibly hard. What?! MASSIE WHAT?!

"I hate you!" I shouted. "You did it first!" Oops, I did. 

"WHATEVER JUSTIN!" I teased. 

After a whole bunch of playing around, we got up the water. "I'll go get some clothes for you," I said. He blushed. "U-uhm, here." He handed me his shirt and I grabbed it, confused. He shook his head and got it from my hand and wrapped it around my chest. Oh, so that's why. My black bra was completely showing through my thin white shirt. I began blushing too. "BE RIGHT BACK!" I shouted and dashed off to the house. 

Oh my god. You've got to be kidding me. I face-palmed myself. 

I quickly got changed in whatever shirt I saw and put it on. I went downstairs to give him clothes that my dad got but never actually wore because of the wrong size. 

He went to the bathroom to change and stuff. 

So you're probably wondering, why do I have to be a nerd while Justin can be his own self? Well, it goes like this. 

Since my mom had those issues, we had a hard time how to cover this up. It was between being a model or not being one. The company can't let me have those issues sticking around me because they said it would ruin my career. 

After like a whole month of deciding, they came up with this great idea where in I pretend to be someone else. 

To live my normal life with the name Abby Woods, whose mom is a drug addict and a prostitute. That's where Ashley got the courage to bully me. 

She used those to make fun of me. 

Well, you've got to have sacrifices once in a while. 

My thoughts popped when I heard the bathroom door close. I looked up to see Justin with wet hair. Yeah, 10X hotter. 

I blushed and looked down. I calmed my insides and took all of my courage to look up at him. I stood up in front of him. 

"Well, I think I have to go now." He said. I nodded. "See you next week." I said. 

"Yeah, about that. I am so so so nervous." he stammered. I giggled. "Don't be. I think you'll do great. Don't worry about it." I patted his shoulder. He flashed a smile, "Thanks." 

He ruffled my hair and walked towards the front door. He turned around and wrinkled his forehead. "That shirt. It's the same shirt that Abby wore when I first met her," he shook his head. 

I was surprised, at the same time I was nervous. "Who's Abby? Wow, what a coincidence." I gave a crooked smile. "Abby goes to my school. Yeah, what a coincidence." He laughed. "Bye Massie. Bid Megan goodbye from me." He waved his hand and got out completely. 

I never sighed so deep in my whole life. I slapped my self to the right. And to the left. And to the right. And to the left. I frowned when it my cheeks started to burn. 

Stupid, yeah that's me. My name is Stupid. 

Out of all the shirts out there, why the hell does this have to be the one that I picked?