Confessions of a High School Supermodel

Meet Maddie Fox, a self-proclaimed Lozerilla. She’s 16, loves One Direction, shops at Forever 21, and frequently spends high school lunchtime hiding inside a bathroom stall. Maddie dreams of fitting in with the popular girls, but her shyness (and the fact that she has the most embarrassing family in the world) makes that impossible.

But when a chance encounter with a modeling scout thrusts Maddie into stardom as the next Victoria’s Secret supermodel, the girl that no boy ever looked at twice is suddenly a sex symbol, her picture on every teenage guy’s bedroom wall.

Maddie has to navigate her newfound fame amidst the jealous girls at school who want to see her crash and burn. But is getting everything you ever wanted all it’s cracked up to be?


17. Chapter 17





With a smirk and a casual flip of her tousled blonde locks, Sundance stalked off, presumably to go work off some tension on the dance floor.  (Or more likely, to go hunt for celebrities lurking around the party and make them take photos with her.)

Once she was safely gone, Maddie turned her attention back to her plate of food.  Rocking out to 1D could certainly build an appetite!  Her plate of cold pasta and hardened garlic bread didn’t look particularly appetizing anymore.  Not to mention her chocolate cake had alfredo sauce soaking into the icing.  Let me see what else they have, she thought to herself, wrinkling her nose. 

Maddie slowly walked down the length of the long table, scanning its contents for something that looked appealing, while still holding onto her precious signed One Direction poster.  Chips and salsa?  Watermelon slices?  Macarons?  Maybe a brownie?  Wait!   Is that… cotton candy?

Maddie could see a white pastry box with holes punched in the top and a single paper cone of fluffy pink cotton candy sticking out of one of the holes.  Just one left!

Maddie had absolutely loved cotton candy ever since she was a kid.  One day, when she and Cassidy were little, their parents took them to a carnival with their grandfather.   The whole car ride there, Maddie and Cassidy had chattered excitedly about the cotton candies their parents had promised to buy them.  However, when Grandpa Fox finally joined them, he’d given Maddie’s parents a long lecture about how sugar rots kids’ teeth and the cost of dental work was going up these days. 

“You’re giving them pure sugar, you know that?  They’re going to get cavities!  Give the girls a glass of water instead!” he’d grumbled. 

So instead of the cotton candy the girls had been looking forward to, they were given bottles of water to drink.  

“Ice cold!  Yum, how delicious!” Grandpa had chirped. 

Maddie and Cassidy had been furious and wouldn’t stop sulking and pouting; the whole way home, the girls cried as if their hearts were breaking.  To this day, Maddie and Cassidy still had never fully forgiven their parents for The Cotton Candy Fail. 

Ever since that day when the sugary treat had been so cruelly deprived from her, Maddie had developed a slight obsession with cotton candy.  Whenever she went to a fair or carnival, she would insist on getting a huge cotton candy for herself.  She also bought the bagged cotton candy at the supermarket, but that never tasted quite as good or as fresh.  It was a personal dream of hers to one day buy herself a cotton candy maker of her very own. 

At the party, Maddie’s mouth watered at the sight of the fluffy sugar floss sitting temptingly on the table.  Just one piece left, perfect! she thought to herself.  Just as she was reaching out her pink manicured hand for the last cotton candy, another hand reached out and grabbed it.

“Yes!  I got the last one!” a voice boasted.

Maddie’s eyes traveled up the hand, up the arm, and finally up to the face of the cotton candy thief.  She found herself staring into the bright green eyes of a tall, handsome boy with ruffled brown hair and a sheepish smile. 

It’s always the cute ones who think they can get away with anything, Maddie thought irritably, trying not to notice how good-looking he was.  Cute guys think that all they need to do is just flash those pretty green eyes and they can get whatever they want!  Well, I don’t care who he is, this cotton candy is all mine!

 “Hey!  I was about to take that!” Maddie protested. 

“Well, you were too slow, weren’t you?” the boy replied teasingly.

“I saw it first!”

“Well, I grabbed it first.” The boy smiled at her playfully and pretended to hide the cotton candy behind his back.

Maddie glared at him.  “Look, I’m really not in the mood for this.” 

The boy scanned her up and down.  “You’re a model, right?  Aren’t you guys all on diets or something?” he joked.

Oh no, he didn’t!  Maddie crossed her arms defiantly.  “For your information, not all models are anorexics that starve themselves,” she snapped hotly.  “Now could you please hand over the cotton candy already?”

“Hey, I didn’t mean to offend you!  I’m sorry about that, okay?” the boy offered contritely, looking genuinely apologetic.  “Look, let’s start over.  My name is Evan,” he said, holding out his hand for Maddie to shake. 

Maddie took it reluctantly.  “Maddie Fox.”

“Maddie Fox?  I knew I recognized you!  You’re the girl whose picture I can’t stop staring at all over the party!”

Maddie inadvertently blushed.  “Yeah, I’m the new Victoria’s Secret model,” she said a little shyly, trying not to sound like she was bragging.

“Well, someone knew what they were doing when they hired you!” Evan declared.  “They should get a promotion!”

Maddie didn’t quite know what to say so she just smiled.  “You can flatter me all you want, but you’re still giving me that cotton candy!”

Evan presented the cotton candy out in front of her as a sort of peace offering.  “Look, we can share it, okay?  It’s pretty big anyway; I probably wouldn’t even be able to finish it all on my own!” 

Maddie narrowed her eyes.  He was just trying to be nice.  I mean, who in the world can’t finish a whole cotton candy on their own?

Maddie reached over to the cotton candy and purposely ripped off a huge piece.  So I’m on a diet, am I?  She folded it and stuffed it into her mouth, the sweet texture immediately dissolving on her tongue.  Man, I freaking love cotton candy!  This will be worth the hour on the treadmill or whatever it is the personal trainer makes me do.  “Mmmm, this is exactly what I was craving,” she mumbled.

Evan pulled off an even larger piece and stuffed it into his own mouth. “Cot can ish soh guh!”

“Huh?” Maddie asked, her own mouth bulging.

Evan gulped.  “I said, cotton candy is so good!”

“I know, it’s my favorite!  Actually, this one time, my parents took me to this carnival and---“

“MADDIE!” a shrill voice pierced through the crowd, interrupting her.

Maddie jumped a little as Sundance suddenly appeared next to her, out of breath and a little sweaty from dancing. 

 “Well look at you, Miss Fox!” Sundance said coyly, eyeing Evan up and down.  “I leave you alone for five minutes, and I find you throwing yourself at Evan Reed!”

Evan Reed?  The name flashed through Maddie’s head.  It sounded familiar.  Very familiar.  But she couldn’t quite place him. 

Sundance flashed a winning smile at Evan.  “Hiiiiiii,” she purred in a syrupy voice.  “I’m such a big fan!  I’ve seen all your movies,” she simpered.

Huh?  Suddenly, it all clicked inside Maddie’s head.  Evan Reed, of course!  The actor!  He had just done that action movie last year with Brad Pitt!  And she recognized him from the commercials advertising that new romantic comedy coming out soon.  And wasn’t he the same Evan Reed who had gone out with Taylor Swift a while ago? 

In an instant, Evan’s face visibly changed.  He went from seeming relaxed and comfortable to looking kind of blank and glassy, like how some stars get when they’re used to being recognized all the time.  They just go on autopilot when they meet their fans.  “Thank you!” he stated in a mechanical sort of voice.  “Glad to hear you’re a fan!”

“Of course!”  Sundance exclaimed, widening her eyes in an overly impressed sort of way.  “I just love all your work!” she gushed. 

Sundance glanced sideways at Maddie.  “Aren’t you going to introduce us?” she asked sweetly.  Without pausing to wait for an introduction, she announced, “I’m Sundance!” and stuck her hand out for Evan to shake, determined not to miss out on any possible celebrity connections. 

Evan shook her hand politely.  “Cool name!  Did your parents name you after Butch Cassidy and the Sundance Kid?”

“What’s that?” Maddie interjected.

Sundance glowered.  “Some stupid boys’ movie.  An old western,” she said icily.  Apparently, she didn’t like her name being associated with a middle-aged cowboy.

Evan shrugged.  “I love that movie.  I think it would be pretty cool to be named after it.”

Sundance shook her head. “No, it’s more like The Sundance Film Festival.  You know, the one that all the stars go to?  Have you ever been there?” she asked him.

Evan shook his head.  “Nah, never had time!  Besides, it’s mostly for indie movies anyway.”

Sundance nodded knowingly.  “And you would never make one of those!  You only do big-budget Hollywood blockbusters!” she trumpeted, attempting to flatter him.

Evan paused.  “Actually, I have a lot of respect for indie movies,” he said in an indifferent sort of voice.  “I’d love to do one if the right script came along.”

There was a truly awkward pause while Sundance struggled to find a way to recover and Evan glanced at Maddie for help.

“So, uh, Sundance…” Evan continued.  “Are you a Victoria’s Secret model too?”

Sundance perked up, obviously quite pleased with the question.  “Well, I’m focusing my career on high fashion, you know?  I don’t really have time for commercial projects.  I’m just here supporting Maddie!  We’re best friends,” she proclaimed, draping an arm around Maddie’s shoulders.

“Uh huh,” Evan nodded in a patronizing sort of way, his eyes twinkling as he caught Maddie’s.  He offered Sundance the stick of cotton candy, which was mostly gone by now.  “Hey, do you want some of our cotton candy?”

Sundance couldn’t stop the scowl that spread across her face.  “I’ve already had four chocolate covered strawberries and a red velvet cupcake!” she snapped.  “Everyone here keeps trying to make me fat!”

Evan looked a little shocked.  The level of awkwardness rose about ten degrees. Maddie felt bad for him.  He was only trying to be nice.

 “Oh… I’m sorry!” he stammered.

Suddenly, something on the dance floor caught Sundance’s attention.  “Hey, is that Leonardo DiCaprio?” she asked.  “It IS!  Oh my god!”  She scampered away without even saying goodbye.

 “Bye!” Evan called, confused.

He turned to Maddie.  “I don’t think your best friend likes me very much.”  he said, somewhat amused.

“Well, she’s not really my best friend” Maddie admitted.  “My real best friend—her name is Bree-- she couldn’t make it,” she explained carefully, not wanting to get into the details about her fight with Bree.

“Oh, that’s too bad,” Evan said.  “If she’s anything like you, I’m sure we’d get along real well!”

Maddie flushed again, not sure what to say.  She was SO not used to having boys compliment her!  Was this flirting?  She wasn’t even sure.

Suddenly, Evan’s phone started buzzing in his pocket.  He pulled it out and checked the front of it, his brow furrowing.  “It’s my manager.  I’m sorry, I really gotta take this!”

Maddie nodded.  Of course he has to leave.  “No problem,” she said, trying to sound smooth.

“I promise it’ll only take a few minutes!  I’ll come find you later!” he flashed his winning smile at her.  Maddie could feel her heart melt a little.

“Okay!” she agreed as Evan answered the phone and scurried toward the exit where it was quieter.  “Hello?”

Once she was alone, Maddie looked out at the dance floor.  It looked like everybody was having a fun time.  And they were playing Live While We’re Young by One Direction!  Maddie felt suddenly elated for some reason.  Here she was, an official Victoria’s Secret model, standing here in a beautiful designer dress, having just had a cute guy flirt with her for, like, pretty much the first time ever!  And not just any cute guy, but a famous actor!  And she had just seen a performance from One Direction, aka the greatest band of all time!  Sure, Sundance was getting on her nerves a lot but Maddie wouldn’t have to invite her to any more parties once she and Bree were friends again.  And here in her hands was the poster that Niall signed, which was the perfect way to get Bree to forgive her!  Bree would never be able to question Maddie’s loyalty if she brought her an autographed One Direction poster!

Maddie smiled happily.  Life is good.  She glanced down at the poster in her hands.  She had to hide it somewhere where it would be safe while she danced.  Maddie lifted the white cardboard pastry box that the cotton candy had been in and turned it over on her poster, shielding it from view.  That should be good, she thought to herself.

A few weeks ago, Maddie would have been way too self-conscious to ever think of dancing in front of a bunch of strangers at a party.  But she had danced in front of an entire crew full of people at her photoshoot a few weeks ago and look what had happened!  It had led to her becoming a model!  For once, everything in her life seemed to be working out the way it was supposed to.    Maddie, you have no reason to be shy anymore, she told herself.  Just do it!  With a happy smile, Maddie eagerly bounced onto the dance floor, lip-synching along to the chorus of the song.

“Let’s go crazy, crazy, crazy ‘til we see the sun!  I know we only met but let’s pretend it’s love!”

Maddie worked her way to the middle of the crowd, dancing by herself, not caring who saw her.  After a minute, Live While We’re Young ended and the next song started up. I kissed a girl and I liked it!  The taste of her cherry chapstick!” Katy Perry’s voice crooned.  The song was a couple years old, but Maddie still liked it.  It kind of reminded her of Call Me Maybe the way it was totally overplayed, but just so darn catchy, you couldn’t help but smile and sing along to it.

Maddie could feel someone start to dance close to her.  She turned around and saw an energized Sundance jumping and shimmying next to her. Sundance had a huge grin on her face and her long blonde locks were flowing and bouncing around.  This is so much fun! Maddie thought as Sundance grabbed her by the hands and the two girls spun around, giggling. 

Sundance isn’t so bad after all, Maddie mused as the two girls danced.  Maybe I judged her too quickly?  Sure, she can be a little pushy sometimes but deep down, she’s just a regular teenage girl like me.  She’s really a nice person after all!  She’s actually really sweet. 

All of a sudden, Maddie could feel Sundance take hold of her face and pull her in close.  It took her several seconds to process what was happening before she realized Sundance’s lips were locked on hers in a big kiss.  Maddie could vaguely hear shouts and laughter around them as other people jostled close to them.  A couple people around them whipped out their camera phones and began snapping pictures.  “That’s Maddie Fox!” she could hear someone say above the music. 

Finally, Sundance pulled away from the kiss and, with a giggle, continued dancing.  Maddie just stood there, no longer spinning or twirling.  What the hell?  Her face was burning.  This is so embarrassing! 

Around her, she could hear people shouting to their friends above the music. 

“…Who is she?...”

“…That girl, the model…”

“…Let’s sell it to TMZ!...”

 “….Hold on, I need to tweet this!...”

Maddie spun on her heels and ran toward the bathroom, leaving Sundance behind, still dancing.  Her mind was reeling.  She wasn’t sure whether to feel angry or upset or just shrug it off like it was no big deal.

Maddie stared at herself in the bathroom mirror and tried to breathe.  That was my very first kiss out of my whole entire life.  And it was with… a girl?  Does that even count?  she thought uncomfortably.

Maddie remembered how soft and squishy Sundance’s lips had felt pushed against her own.  It hadn’t been unpleasant, just… weird.  Unexpected.  Why did she do that?  Was it because of the song I Kissed a Girl?  You’re not supposed to take it literally! 

Just then, Ann Sterling stormed into the bathroom.  She did NOT look happy.




7 Ways to Make a Great First Impression on a Guy!

1.  Wear a solid color instead of a pattern or print.  Scientifically, it's supposed to convey more power and trustworthiness.

2.  Wear something with bare shoulders- guys are hardwired to be attracted to that.

3.  Before you talk to the guy you like, work the room and chat to other people.  This shows that you are friendly and open to meeting new people.

4.  If you’re kind of shy, stand in the middle of a group of people - you'll talk more and appear especially popular, which raises your status in his eyes.

5.  The stiffer you stand, the more you look like you don’t want to be bothered.  Look relaxed instead of rigid or uncomfortable.

6.  Listen to what he has to say, but don’t let him do all the talking.  Follow the 50/50 rule.  For every piece of information he shares about himself, you should reveal something too.

7.  Casually touch him on the arm every so often.  It will subconsciously make him feel closer to you.

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