Undercover Model

Chapter 18

Before I start, I need to first say how sorry I am. It's been so many months since my last update. But shit happens. I don't think I owe an explanation because shit happens to everyone. But good news is I'm back and I'm going to finish this book!

But can I also say we made freaking #450 on the teen fiction category!!! I just ..... how?????? I love you all and wouldn't be here without you.

Anyways, here's the chapter.

School couldn't have been weirder. First off, it seemed like years since I had seen anyone. And secondly, Mason was acting different. Really different. Something was making him act that way, but there was no telling what it was.

And now that Louis was my "cousin", it was going to be more awkward then ever.

I finally met up with Brandy and Ella, who were most likely gossiping over some boy at the lunch table.

I slide into my seat, pulling out my lunch.

"So, any new gossip for today?"

"Nothing much, just the usual," Ella replies.

"What's the usual?"

"Well only that your cousin is freaking Louis storm!" Brandy shouts as she interrupts whatever Ella was going to say.

My face goes blank as I hold in a laugh. Not from humor, but from fear.

"Second cousins," I quickly interject.

"Either way, you totally have to take us to meet him," Ella suggests.

"Ha ha ha, no."

Brandy and Ella groan.

"Why?" Brandy asks.

"Because he's my cousin and that's weird," I lie.

"Didn't he date that model?" Ella questions.

My face flushed red.

"Yeah I think so. Hold on," Brandy says as she whips out her phone. She types a few things in before gasping. "Wait, it was Candice Swanepoel!"

"Oh yeah, I remember! Their breakup was so sad. I liked them together." Ella responded. That makes one of us.

"Please can we meet him?" Brandy pleads.

"No."

"Ugh, I hate you."

"No you don't, your just saying that."

"Well I'd say I love you if you let us meet him!" Brandy sighs.

Before I can tell him no again, a body brushes by mine. A cold shiver went down my back as a familiar scent filled my nose.

Mason.

"You mean third cousins, right love?" he says.

"Huh?" I mutter.

"That's what you said, right? Third cousins? You're third cousins with Louis Storm instead of second. That's what you told me at the cafe."