Undercover: Book 1 — Chapter Twenty-Five

I woke up the next morning with a smile on my face, thinking about the kiss with Andrew last night. After today, I will have two days of no school. I swear, weekends are a true blessing, I thought as I went to take a shower.

When I got out, I wrapped a towel around me, walking to my dresser drawer and froze when nothing was in there but clothes. Everything from last night came rushing back to me, basically slapping me in the face. How could I forget about today being Friday? Friday, as in the day I expose myself. I was about to call Tori when my bedroom door burst open. I looked up and saw her there with her arms crossed.

"Seriously? Andrew told me about last night. So, you're done? You give up after everything you went through the past four years of high school," Tori asked with an annoyed expression. “Hell, after we just went out and bought you all that new stuff?

"Tori, I can't just sit here and let some crazy ass bitch control my life, which is exactly why I'm going to school today and showing the world I'm Clover Thompson. I’m done hiding. Whoever it is can face me, my manager and probably the security I’m going to have to hire," I said as I walked back into the bathroom with some undergarments and some clothes. I put on a pink lacy bra and pink lace underwear. I slid on a pair of light blue jeans and then a white off-the-shoulder shirt. I went over to my dresser and put on some bracelets. Then I applied some lip gloss and eyeliner, making my blue eyes pop out more. I curled my hair and turned around to see Tori staring at me.

"Are you really ready for this?" she asked as I went to my shoe closet, putting on a pair gladiator sandals.

"No, but I'm as ready as I'll ever be," I said with a small smile as I looked over myself in the mirror. This was me, the Clover Thompson who should’ve been going to school like this the whole time.

I looked over Tori's outfit as we walked downstairs. She wore a cute, gray tank top, a long necklace, and skinny jeans. Her brown heels went perfectly with her outfit and so did the few bracelets she wore on her wrist. Her hair was parted and a few pieces were pulled back. The outfit was very simple, yet she still made it look gorgeous.

"Wow, you look cute!” I commented.

"Please, forget about me! Have you truly looked in the mirror for your real first day of school as Clover Thompson? You're no longer Lucky, Victoria's Secret’s number one Angel, you're just Clover Thompson, the Victoria's Secret Angel and you look damn gorgeous for the role," Tori said with a smile and I pulled my best friend in a hug.

"I swear no one could ever ask for a better friend than you," I said, before pulling away. "Now, which car should we take?" I questioned.

'I'm thinking the audi," Tori said, grabbing the keys off the hook.

"Good idea," I said, grabbing the keys from her as we got in. We pulled up to the school and every head turned our way. I decided to park closer to the school and as soon as I got out of the car, there were a bunch of gasps and wolf whistles as guys and girls started whispering. Not one person moved toward me as they all chose to stare in awe.

"You look like a model and suddenly everyone treats you different," I said.

"Clover, you seem to forget you don’t just look like a model. You are a model," Tori said with a smile.

"Yeah, but I’ve totally worn cuter outfits," I said with a shrug as a crowd of people started following a couple steps behind us, trying to secretly take pictures. I went to my usual locker, and I couldn’t help but burst out laughing as my locker neighbor Tony gawked at me as I flashed him a smile.

"L-L-Lucky?” he stuttered, and I was surprised he knew who I was. He didn’t seem like the type to know names.

"Clover Thompson, but you may call me Lucky if you want," I said, putting out my hand for him to shake. He gawked at it for at least two minutes before he finally shook it. I felt as his fingers moved up and down on the back of my hand, trying to feel it. I quickly let go and turned toward my locker.

"Your hands are smooth, Lucky," Tony said, causing Tori to laugh.

I said an awkward, “Thanks,” while giving him a tight, uncomfortable smile as I opened my locker.

"That guy basically was trying to feel up your hand," Tori whispered quietly.

"You’re Clover Thompson?" someone yelled from the set of lockers across from me, the same place the group from before stood.

"Real name’s Clover Thompson. You can call me that or Lucky. It doesn’t really matter to me," I said with a shrug as I grabbed a few books.

“There’s no way this girl is Clover, the nerdiest girl in our school. No way in hell,” the same guy said while shaking his head.

"Lucky, I can carry those for you!" a girl offered, making me mentally cringe.

"Listen, people. I am a normal student at this high school. I'm not different from any of you. I am capable of carrying my books," I said with a smile as I continued walking with Tori to her locker.

"Clover, you should totally join the cheer team!" Jackie from Stacey's group yelled, and I couldn’t stop myself from snorting.

"Okay, people, keep moving and get to class," Andrew yelled, causing people to run away scared.

"Wow, you could be a nice bodyguard," I smirked.

"Babe, please, I am the bad boy, I basically run this school," Andrew said with a wink.

"More like the school’s pig," Tori said, making me laugh.

"You seem like you’re in a good mood, Lucky," Jasmin said, as she and Katy walked up.

"Well, I realized I should have done this a long time ago. It actually feels nice not being pushed on the ground and having to pick up books," I said with a shrug as Tori shut her locker.

"Where is Chris?" Tori asked Jasmin.

"Probably still sleeping. He refused to get up this morning so I left without him," Jasmin said, rolling her eyes.

"How is he going to get to school?" I questioned curiously.

"He will take his BMW," Jasmin said before letting her eyes skim my appearance. "I see you decided to go with the looking hot approach for this outing."

“Yup, I had to look all snazzy for the world," I said sarcastically.

"Snazzy?" Andrew asked, raising an eyebrow.

"Yeah, snazzy. Have a problem with that word?" I asked with a playful glare.

He only shook his head with a small smile on his lips. "No, not at all."

"I can't believe you, Clover Thompson, are the Lucky. You’re Victoria's Secret’s number one Angel," Katy squealed. “No, you’re the world’s number one angel. You’re the model everyone would die to have on their team.”

I bit my lip and looked around at the people who still stood on the sides, taking pictures and whispering. I felt my heart tighten, I didn’t like this part of it. My normality felt like it’d been ripped from me. “Yeah, but I’m still your same old best friend, Clover Thompson," I said awkwardly.

"I just can't believe it. You’re seriously gorgeous. Flawless even. Why would you go around looking like a nerd when you’re really an angel?" Katy questioned.

"For privacy," I stated while holding my books tighter to me.

"I still can’t believe this,” Katy said, staring at me with wide eyes. “You’re truly lucky that I have somewhere to be. This conversation isn’t over though!” she told me sternly before muttering us all goodbyes and leaving.

"Now that the unknown bitch had you expose your secret, are you still going to try to figure out who it is?" Tori asked me when Katy was out of earshot.

"Yeah, she still has those pictures," I said, feeling determined. I pushed away any side feelings about this new situation and focused on the situation at hand.

"Wait, back everything up a minute,” Jasmin said, putting her hands up. “Someone made you come to school today as Lucky?" she asked.

I confirmed it with a slight nod before explaining everything that had recently happened.

By the time I finished, the warning bell rang, signaling it was time to head to class.

Andrew grabbed my hand, making me stay behind while the rest of our group left.

"What?" I asked curiously.

"Tomorrow night at seven, I’m picking you up. Be ready," Andrew instructed with a genuine smile. I couldn’t help but smile back at him and nod.

Unknown Point of View

Clover may be known to the world as Lucky now, but she doesn't realize that it’s not completely over yet. Her manager won't help her since she is working with me now. With Mary and I having all of these photos and videos, we’re set. Now, the next step is to ruin her career. She’ll have nothing to hide behind now.

I can’t wait to see the look on her face when she stands there wondering why Mary would want to help ruin her career. It’s a simple answer, actually. Once Clover is out of the equation and isn't a model anymore, Mary can help her next star, her niece, me. It wasn’t so much about the money right now, I just needed to be at the top and I couldn’t do that unless the queen fell. After all, you can’t have two Queen Bee’s. Now, I’ll become the number one angel and there will be nothing she can do about it. Clover Thompson, you’re done for.