The Supermodel's Revenge

Chapter 5

I came home after food shopping, put all of my things away then went to the gym. I hit the gym hard and was at it for almost two hours before I noticed that the place was practically empty. What can I say? I wanted to look good on my first day.
Despite being exhausted from my grueling work out I still felt wired and a bit nervous. I had absolutely no idea how school was going to go tomorrow... what if no one liked me? What if they remembered who I was? What if they recognized me as Summer Vanderwall? I was kind of relying on the different name being my cover...I loved how I looked and I didn't want to change my appearance. Besides, people usually just thought I was Summer's doppleganger when I was dressed down and traveling. I hopped in the shower and put on some cozy pjs then surfed netflix for awhile. Eventually I turned off the lights and went to sleep.....tomorrow was going to be a strange day.

I woke up 10 minutes before my alarm and got out of bed. I made myself some egg whites and spinach for breakfast and packed myself a chicken caesar wrap for lunch then went back upstairs to get ready for the day.
I set my hair in large wavy curls and I applied some makeup. I wanted to go for something subtle but hot so applied some mascara, eyeliner, and a touch of smokey eyeshadow to give my eyes a pop then some highlighter and a little pink lipgloss. I tried to avoid foundation when I wasn't on a shoot to let my skin breath and I didn't really need it anyway. Moving onto clothes, I picked out a plain black jumpsuit and a bodycon white skirt that stopped just below mid thigh. I added a pair Manolo-blanik black pumps and a baby pink leather jacket to soften it up a bit then grabbed my black Burkin bag to finish it off. Ok.....so maybe I was being a little bougie but normally I don't show off my wealth, preferring a low-key life style. However, today I wanted to make a statement. Sue me. I was just making sure that I had all of my notebooks and things when I got a text from Kelly telling me to "look outside". I ran outside and my jaw dropped. Sitting in my driveway was a black Lamborghini aventador, my dream car, with a huge pink bow! I squealed and jumped up and down as Taylor handed me the key and drove off in his own car. To say I was a car enthusiast was an understatement. I loved cars and I had since I was little. One day my grandpa She had taken me to a car show and while it became our thing it kind or took on a life of its own. I went to them constantly and one of my first bigger modeling gigs was a cover-shoot for Lamborghini. That was when I had found the aventador but I hadn't been able to drive so there was no sense in buying one. Cars were my one true guilty pleasure, aside from my designer clothes, most of which were given to me. I lived a pretty modest lifestyle and I didn't like to flash my cash very much but cars were a different story. Despite being from New York City where you didn't really need to drive, I had gotten my license as soon as possible and I had had my eye on one of these babies forever. I walked over and grabbed the note taped to the pink bow and grinned like an even bigger idiot.

Darling Rosie,
Good luck on your first day of school!
We know that you wanted to buy one
yourself but we just couldn't resist!
You're beautiful and have done well for
yourself and we couldn't be prouder!
Head up princess! And don't be ashamed
to show off a little bit ;)
Love,
Mom and Dad
I loved my parents! They always knew exactly what to stay and I was stunned that they brought me my car! I hopped into the sex machine (which is the working name I had chosen for the car) and zipped off in the direction of school. The lambo was a dream and it purred as I pulled up out front. I was about to pull into a spot in the back like I normally would but then I remembered my promise to myself to make a grand entrance and my parents note telling me to show off a bit so I pulled around the front loop, revving the engine a little, pretending to look for a spot and I pull into a front space. This is it....ok. Deep breath. I tell myself as I quickly touch up my lipstick and place my jacket around my shoulders. Luckily it was sunny out so I kept my large black sunglasses on to add to the mystery factor as I stepped out and locked my car. All eyes were on me as I walked in the doors but I kept a straight face and strutted into school. The old me would have shrunk under the attention, especially in this school, but the new me blossomed under it. I put my sunglasses on my head and looked at the directory trying to find the office. There were whispers all around me and a few guys whistled but I paid them no mind as I made my way to the office. I was greeted by a secretary named Janine who seemed slightly bored but smiled nonetheless. "Hi, I'm Rosie Hunter James. I'm new here and I need my schedule." I said with a slight smile. She shuffled some paper and handed me a packet. "There's your schedule, locker combination and a map of the school. Good luck." I walked out and looked for
The sheet with my locker. Rosie H. James: locker 101 I had decided to use my middle name James as my last name to further disassociate myself with the girl they once new. Plus I had always liked my middle name....when I was younger I used to think that if I ever wrote a book I would want to use the name R.H. James, so switching Hunter and James made sense. Besides, I was planning on revealing my true self eventually (my normal self that is, NOT my model self...no one can know about that.) and this would further blow their minds. I found my locker and then headed to my first class, homeroom, which of course I'm late to so once again everyones eyes are on me. "Ah, you must be Miss James. Please take a seat anywhere you like and try to be on time." I offer a charming smile and say "Sorry, i had to get my schedule from the office Mr..?" "Johansson. And you're excused." The only seat left is next to a red head wearing a beanie and sketching in a book and walk over glimpsing at her work....she's quite good. "Hi I'm Rosie." She looks up surveying me. "I'm Kat....shouldn't you be with the barbies or the jocks who are salivating at you as we speak." I laugh at her brash assessment and glance around the room noticing a cluster of slutty looking cheerleader type girls (not that I would judge a girl on her appearance but the way they are draped over these jocks leaves little to guess) and a group of what looks to be football players some of who are staring at me. "Nah...I don't really do clicks. I'm more of a now you see me now you don't girl." She laughs giving me a loose smile. "I like you already." There's a small rustle in the crowd that doesn't have to do with me for once and I glance up and see why. Tall. Blonde hair. And still gorgeous as ever. Ethan Holloway had walked into the room. He had grown into his looks and judging by the exuding charm and confidence obviously his player attitude as well. "Sorry I'm late Mr J. Coach wanted a word." He starts to make his way towards the guys before something or someone stops him. His eyes come to a stand still on me and he starts to walk towards my desk with a small smirk playing on his pink lips. Oh this is gonna be fun. I crossed my legs training my face with a bored expression as I glanced him over. "Hi, you must be new here love. I'm Ethan Holloway." He said as if it were supposed to impress me and I guess it was. From what I remember his family was pretty wealthy...and did he call me love? Ugh. "Hi." I say in a bored tone and I look back at Kat's drawing. "So can I get a name love?" at this point people around the room were starting to pay attention. "No." I say flatly not looking up even though Kat has stopped drawing due to her silent laughter. "Listen love-" I glance up piercing him with a cold stare that would normally shut the paparazzi up. "Have I given you any indication that I want to talk "love"? No, so I suggest you go get your attention from some of your fans because unlike them I don't think you're the shit and I don't owe you anything." I say waving my hand in the direction of some girls who had been giving me death glares. He looks confused I roll my eyes as there are some ooh's from the crowd and he looks like he's going to speak again, still standing in front of me as if he misheard. "Bye." I say with a curt wave and this time he walks away disgruntled. "Oh kay.....that was awesome! No one has ever talked to Ethan Holloway like that before. That kid has a silver spoon up his ass! Seriously what's your itch with him?" I chuckle. If only she knew. "I'm a good judge of character and that kid is too high and mighty. People have to earn my respect and I don't fuck with people who expect it handed to them on a sliver platter." Kat smiles. "A fucking men sister."

The rest of home room went smoothly and I was almost out the door and on my way to English when a large hand landed on my shoulder bringing me to a halt. Annoyance that I'm sure was apparent on my face swept through me when I saw Ethan's smiling face. If he noticed he didn't let on and if anything his smile seemed to widen showing all of his perfect teeth. "If you need any help getting to your next class I'd be happy to help.." I almost role my eyes but I refrain. "I think I can manage on my own thanks." He smiles brightly, "It's really no trouble!" He says as he moves to tuck a stray lock of hair behind my ear. Is he serious?!? God, if he knew who I was he wouldn't even be talking to me right now I think, disgusted. Well....maybe people change. I certainly had. I no longer sought approval from these awful people yet I couldn't help but hold a little resentment for how he had treated me....even if he was just going along with whatever Brittney said. She was the true ring leader.... Regardless, I slapped his hand away from my face. "I know some things are probably hard for you to comprehend so incase you didn't understand that was code for No!" I snapped, earning some 'oohs' and 'burns' from the crowd and with that I strutted off to English, not even noticing all of the stares, glares, whistles, scoffs, 'hey baby's' and 'who does she think she is?' that were left in my wake.

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