Undercover: Book 1 — Chapter Nineteen

Tori and I spent the day going to all different photo shoots and by four o'clock, we were completely done. Even the extra jail photoshoot fitted perfectly with the schedule and turned out amazing. Mary sent a special guy to the police station and bought the pictures of all of us so there was no way anyone could ever find out we really went to jail. Tori and I were now ready for the fashion show to start, and we were posing for random pictures outside in the back for the reporters and a few paparazzi that our managers actually hired.

I was wearing a black bathing suit top with a pair of cheetah short-like bottoms. Tori was wearing a black leather bathing suit with a nice pair of sunglasses on her head. We were both pretending to blow kisses, which the reporters seemed to love. When it was around six-thirty, we got called inside.

"Clover, Tori, there you two are! I was going crazy looking for you. Melanie is on stage right now, announcing how you two are about to go on. Now, get your hot sexy heels on and stand behind the curtain and wait to strut your stuff," a woman named Sarah said, smacking our butts, causing us to let out a small laugh.

Sarah was a friend of Megan’s and was an agent as well. From what I heard, she was pretty young, too, yet was extremely busy due to her recently adopted teenage son. Every time I think about anyone else's agent or manager, I can't help but feel a bit envious. Tori was lucky to have Megan as a manager because she was fun and nice. She doesn't make Tori run at least three miles a day or every other day. She trusts that Tori will do a good job at keeping her body in shape. Now it's not that I hate Mary, it's just that I think it's a little ridiculous to have to run three miles every other day. I am never allowed to just have a big tub of ice cream or really anything that I've eaten today or else I may get an ice cream gut or something; Mary's words, not mine. Although I personally don't even think there's such thing as an ice cream gut.

"Hello, and welcome to the annual Fashion show. Thank you all for being here, and I hope you all enjoy the new clothes line. Don't forget there are order forms inside of your magazines in your bags next to your chairs. We will be accepting any forms on your way out," a woman announced quickly before heading backstage.

There were a few different artists here and as soon as the first one started singing, a girl named Karli started the show. She easily strutted down the stage with her hand on her hip, wearing a gold-colored corset, blue underwear and firefly wings. She did a few different poses at the end of the catwalk before she started walking back the way she came as another girl started getting closer toward the end of the stage.

Tori was the third to go on and was strutting down the stage directly behind a girl named Jordan. Tori was wearing a light blue pair of lingerie set, with some type of lace butterfly tights and blue heels. To top off her look, she had blue and pink sparkly butterfly wings.

The girl directly after Tori was Amber Rally, who was sporting a light green and white lingerie outfit. She had blue wings and the same shoes as Tori but green. Three more models went on, each with some type of lingerie and wings before I finally went on.

I wore a white, lace pushup bra and underwear set with beautiful purple wings that were made out of flowers. I did a couple of quick poses before heading backstage and doing my next change. The show continued on like that with a couple of different models going on the stage at a time and doing a couple of quick poses before leaving and changing. After about twenty more models went up and took their turns, some of us even going twice, I was finally sent on again to finish up the lingerie set. I was wearing a white and gold bra and underwear set and I had white angel wings. I did a few more final poses and stood there as all the models came on the large stage one last time, wearing all different types of lingerie. Everyone headed backstage again as Sarah came out and talked about the swimwear set that would be coming up next.

The swimwear set went about the same as the lingerie set and the show lasted a couple more hours with all different sets as artists like Rihanna and Taylor Swift performed.

When the show was finally coming to an end, I went in and changed really quick into a black shirt that had one ruffled sleeve and the other sleeve hanging loosely on my left shoulder. I slipped on white pants and a pair of black heels. I left my hair the way it was for the show.

"You guys ready to go home?" Megan asked Tori and me.

“Already? I thought we had two more days here?” I asked.

“With everything that’s happened in the past twenty-four hours, I think it would be best to skip the after party and head straight out of the spotlight,” Mary suggested and we both agreed.

"Hold on one second," I said before rushing off to the seats up front. Andrew sat there waiting, and I ushered him backstage. I gave Jasmin a quick call, so she and Chris could hear this, too.

“So, change of plans, something came up, so we’re heading home on the next flight. I promise I owe you a shopping trip, though,” I told Jasmin.

"That's okay. Maybe when I return home in a few days, we can have a shopping spree in Long Beach. You know maybe we can even go visit LA," Jasmin suggested.

"It was wonderful meeting you, and I hope you two don't get into too much trouble with your parents for the whole going to jail thing, but I can't wait to see you at school. Don't forget, there I am the nerdy Clover Thompson."

Mary was ushering us to hurry up.

"See you soon!" Tori and I said in sync.

"Bye, Clover, it was wonderful meeting you. Remember, I'm single," Chris said, and I could already imagine him winking.

"Well, she isn't," Andrew snapped, dragging me off to the group. I didn't bother correcting him and gave them one last wave before I turned around and followed outside to the car.

"I can't wait to get on that plane and sleep," Tori said, sighing dramatically.

"Me, too," I said, leaning back. "Though I must say it sucks we couldn't go to the after party."

"Andrew, what a pleasure to see you," Mary said sarcastically as slid into the car. Andrew noticeably gulped as she continued talking. "How is being a fake boyfriend working out for you? You're not getting into trouble, are you? and definitely not going to jail with Clover, right?"

"I'm really sorr—"

Mary put her hand up, silencing him. "You're fired."

"Bu—"

"No buts, Andrew! Making stupid decisions while dating Clover almost cost her career. That was only day one; I couldn’t imagine a day two. You may get a ride home with us but once we make it home, I never want to see you again. Your money has been sent to your account because a deal was a deal and you are still owed your money." Mary glared at Andrew. Though the glint in her eyes almost made it seem like she wasn't actually upset.

"Mary, don't you think that's a little harsh?" I asked with a small frown.

"What? You don't want him fired?" Mary asked, confused.

"No, of course, I don't mind him being fired,” I said, since I technically did it earlier. "I just think it's harsh that you don't want to ever see him again."

"Fine, I don't want to ever see you in jail or in trouble with Clover again. Understood?" Mary said with a very unfriendly look.

"Understood." Andrew gave a fake salute. We soon were on the plane and after five minutes of being on the private jet, everyone fell asleep. I put in my headphones and looked out the window. New York City was truly a place that never slept.