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?

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8. Chapter 8

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Maddie’s stomach was in knots, her heart flipping and diving like a trout as she fidgeted in her dressing room chair.  After two hours of hair and makeup, she had slowly seen her physical appearance transform before her eyes, from ordinary high school junior into something far more glamorous and sexy.

When Maddie, her mom, and her sister had arrived at the photo studio a couple hours ago, an assistant had greeted them all and sent Maddie straight to hair and makeup where a team of half of a dozen professionals had worked tirelessly on her.

Maddie was wearing more hair spray right now than she’d ever used before in the entire course of her life.  The hairstylist had loved her hair.  “So lovely, so thick,” he kept mumbling as he clipped in numerous hair extensions.  Now her hair looked voluminous and impossibly glossy, with shiny curls sprinkled all over her shoulders and back.  This was bombshell hair.

Maddie gazed in amazement at her reflection in the mirror.  Her skin looked shimmery and golden, as if she were glowing.  Her face was expertly highlighted and contoured to create an illusion of slimmer and more defined features.

Her body had been rubbed with glistening lotion.  The makeup artist had also shown her a couple tricks, like if you blend shimmer in a line down only the center of your legs, it makes them look longer and thinner.  A spray tanner had also contoured Maddie’s stomach to make her abs look way more defined than they actually were.  She marveled at herself in the mirror, sucking in her tummy and thinking, Wow, I wish I could get airbrushed every day!

Her brown eyes were rimmed with false lashes and a thick coating of black mascara.  Maddie had always secretly wanted blue or green eyes, but even she had to admit her eyes looked pretty right now.  The golden makeup made the brown sparkle with little flecks of yellowy-gold.

There was also a woman on set whose only job was just to do eyebrows.  This was the first time Maddie had ever had her eyebrows professionally done.  Her brows now had more of a defined arch to them, and the hairs had been darkened with a soft brown powder.  She was amazed at the difference it made!  Her eyebrows completely framed her face and seemed to create new angles that hadn’t been there before.

For some reason, all the beauty professionals had thought Cassidy was a perfect little doll instead of the evil troublemaker she really was.  The makeup artist had given a delighted Cassidy a tiny bit of makeup, just a little blush and some lipgloss.  She had also gotten her hair done like their mother had wanted.  The seven-year-old’s locks now hung around her face in bouncy curls, and she even had a red ribbon tied in a bow around her head.

Finally, the long build up was over, and Maddie stood in front of the mirror awkwardly in her bra and panties.

I’m not sure I can do this…

Despite the completely phenomenal hair and makeup, Maddie felt mortified.  Regardless of what her mother had said earlier about not looking too sexy, there she stood wearing nothing but a bra and underwear.  She wondered what her mom would say when she saw her.

The bra was a turquoise blue padded push-up with hot pink hearts over each of the cups.  Maddie had always thought she was only a B cup, but when they measured her properly, they had fit her into a 36C!  And because it was a push-up, it made her boobs look even bigger.  Maddie’s underwear was pretty equally revealing.   They put her in a pair of bikini briefs, turquoise like the bra, with a big pink heart on her butt. She was just relieved they hadn’t made her wear a thong.

It was hard not to be completely embarrassed of her body.  Maddie didn’t even get into a bikini at pool parties.  While the other girls would swarm around like butterflies in their brightly colored two-pieces, Maddie wouldn’t swim.  She would just stay in her clothes and sit on the sides, munching on food and talking.  On rare occasions, she’d swim, but only wearing a big t-shirt over her plain black one-piece.

She stared at herself in the dressing room mirror as intently as if she had never seen her reflection before. For the first time in her life she realized that everything was wrong with her. Her nose was too big and round, especially at the bottom. Why, her whole face was perfectly misshapen! Her eyes were too deep-set and her face was asymmetrical, like a Picasso. She leaned in super close to the mirror so she could fully study each imperfection. She inspected the hundreds of tiny black pores on her nose. How had she never noticed them before? She marveled at herself in sort of a fascinated disgust.

Her body shape was all wrong. Her arms were too fat, so was her tummy. She wasn’t tiny and petite, with ribs and bones sticking out like her little sister. Watching herself made her increasingly dejected.  She had a sudden urge to wipe off all the makeup, rip out the fake hair, put on some clothes, and go home.  What on earth am I doing here?  I don’t belong here. 

Suddenly, Maddie jumped high as someone knocked on the door of her dressing room.

“Time to get to the set!” a voice called.

“Just a minute!” Maddie replied, panicked.

Ann Sterling poked her head inside the door.  “Maddie!” she beamed.  “My little star!  I’m rooting for you!”

Ann clapped her hands together and walked around the teenager, examining her from all angles.  “I knew I could spot talent!” she crowed proudly.  “You look like an angel- which you probably will be soon.”

Maddie turned to face Ann.  She tried to speak, but nothing would come out.  The color had drained out of her complexion, but she doubted anyone would be able to notice, with all the makeup caked on her face.

“Maddie, what’s wrong?  You look like you’re about to throw up!”

“Ann, I--- I’m sorry but I don’t think I can do this.”  She shook her head.  “I feel silly.”

“Oh rubbish.”  Ann shook her head.  “You can’t let your nerves get the best of you.  You look terrific.”

Maddie looked down.  She knew there were going to be loads of people out there and she was terrified of getting in front of everybody.  I can’t let everyone see me like this! 

Ann stood behind Maddie in the mirror and looked at her through their reflections.  “You know Maddie, I’m going to tell you a secret.  The people who are the most successful in life are the ones who don't fear rejection.  The only way you can go wrong is not to try.”

Maddie took a deep breath and tried to focus on making her hands stop shaking.  I can’t let Ann down.  She’s been so nice to me this whole time.

“You’re right,” she said out loud.

“Are you ready?” Ann asked, a little anxiously, concern etching on her face.

“I’m ready,” Maddie nodded.

All your life has been leading up to this moment, she thought to herself.  Don’t screw it up!

They walked down a hallway to where the photoshoot was set up.  A giant white screen was hanging in the middle of the room, with big black, expensive-looking lighting equipment surrounding it.  There were many people on set, walking around with headsets and clipboards and looking busy and important.

Ann waltzed up to a man holding a gigantic black camera and gave Maddie’s arm a squeeze.  “See what I mean, James?  She looks amazing!”

Maddie wondered if “amazing” was code for “ridiculous” because she certainly didn’t feel amazing.  She felt naked and awkward.

“Maddie, this is James.  He’ll be your photographer today.”

Across the room, Maddie noticed Cassidy running around, barking and pretending to pee on stuff like a dog.  Cassidy ran up to their mother, lifted up her leg, and pretended to pee on their mom.  “Pssssss” she hissed.

Ann could feel Maddie tense up.  “Ignore your sister,” she murmured.

Maddie’s eyes trailed up to her mom’s face.  Maddie’s mom did not look happy.  Her mouth was set in a thin line and her eyes looked murderous.

She marched over to where Maddie, Ann, and James were standing.  She struggled to find words.  “You look so… grown up.  So sexy.”

Please mom, Maddie begged to herself.  Don’t make a scene.  Just let me do it. 

Maddie’s mom scowled.  “I was NOT told you were going to be dressed like this.  It’s completely inappropriate.”  She glanced down at Maddie’s cleavage.  “What would your father say if he were here?”

Beside her, Ann put her arm around Maddie’s shoulder.  “It’s nothing less than Maddie would wear to the beach,” she assured her smoothly.  Clearly, Ann has never been the beach with the Fox family.

Maddie’s mom cocked her head to the side.  “Can’t you put her in something just a little more covered up?”  It was more of a demand than a question.

Maddie wanted to step in and say something, but she just stood there nervously while the adults argued.

Meanwhile James was folding his arms across his chest and tapping his foot, muttering, “tick tock tick tock, time is money.”

After a lot of back and forth debate, it was finally decided that Maddie would put on a loose cropped t-shirt from the Pinkette line over the bra.  It hardly offered any more coverage, as it was mostly see-through and stopped right below her boobs, but the outfit no longer showed any cleavage and her mom was appeased.

“That’s better,” she nodded.  “You can start now,” she informed the photographer.

As soon as her back was turned, James made a face and muttered, “Parents!”

He turned to Maddie.  “Please darling, go stand in front of the backdrop.  Smile, look natural, look like you’re having fun,” he instructed her.

Maddie carefully walked over to the screen and stood stiffly against the white background.   She tried to smile but she knew it looked forced.  After the whole drama over her outfit, she felt the farthest thing from relaxed.  She felt anxious and scared.

James raised his camera and took a few photos.  “Change it up a bit,” he called out.  “Try some angles.”

Maddie didn’t really know what that meant.  The extent of her modeling experience consisted of watching America’s Next Top Model episodes.  And that made it look easy.  She had no idea what she was doing.

“No…” James shook his head.  “You look like you’re about to take a test you haven’t studied for.  Try to look more… more feminine, more playful, more sexy.”

More sexy, huh?  Maddie had never tried to look sexy before.  She decided to try a pose she had seen Sundance do a bunch of times when she and her friends were taking pictures of each other on the last day of school.  Maddie had always found the pose a little ridiculous but maybe the photographer would like it.

Maddie planted her feet apart and bent forward low so you could see down into her shirt.  She put both of her hands on her waist, but not exactly her waist, slightly higher than that, so they were pushing her boobs up.  She squinted her eyes shut, pouted her lips and made an exaggerated kissy face at the camera.  Yup, this was The Sundance.  Her signature move.

“Not the duck face!” James shrieked.  He tore his camera away from his face in disbelief.  “You’re giving me the duck face?”

Maddie wasn’t sure what a “duck face” was, but she stopped making that expression immediately.

He looked extremely irritated.  “We are shooting for Victoria’s Secret here, not Playboy Playmate of the year!” he snapped.  The photographer shook his head.  “Girl, you need to relax.  You look like you don’t even want to be here right now.”

Maddie hung her head, mortified.

Ann suddenly hurried out onto the white set.  “Give us a minute, James!” she called nervously.  “She’s just warming up!”

Ann walked over and grabbed both of Maddie’s hands.  “Look, I know you don’t feel comfortable right now.  But we want you to be relaxed so the camera can capture the beautiful, happy, sixteen-year-old girl that you are.  We want real teenage girls to feel like they can relate to you, like Pinkette is a line they’ll enjoy wearing.  Tell me, what was the most fun thing you did this past week?”

Maddie hesitated.  It was easy to think of reasons why her week had sucked.  It was not so easy to think of reasons why it had been great.  Finally, she had an answer.

“I had the most fun dancing around my room to One Direction,” she admitted.

“Perfect!” Ann perked up.  “What’s your favorite One Direction song?”

“Ummmm, probably Kiss you.”

Ann abruptly dashed off.  She ran to the speaker system and connected her iPhone to some cords.  She returned to Maddie and gave her some instructions.

“I want you to close your eyes and pretend you’re in your bedroom and none of us are here right now.  You’re just listening to one of your favorite songs and playing around.”

Ann gave her hopeful smile.  “Good luck!”  She dashed off set.

Just like Ann had directed, Maddie closed her eyes.  She could hear the familiar opening strands of “Kiss You” start up.  She knew every word of this song by heart- she’d probably played it for herself over a thousand times.

Music was a huge comfort to her in her life.  Even if she hated school, she could go home each day and dance around and feel in a good mood.  It was the little boost she needed to recover from a stressful day.

The song brought her back to something fresh, something familiar.  Maddie let school slip away.  She let boys and friends and teachers and even bitchy girls like Sundance slip away.  All she focused on was the music.

The singing part of the song started up, “Oh I just wanna take you anywhere that you like!”

Maddie instinctively felt a huge smile growing across her face.  She knew this smile was genuine, unlike before.  Who can NOT smile when they hear this song?  She opened her eyes and began dancing around the set.  Maddie jumped about, lifting her hands in the air and shaking her hips.  It wasn’t particularly skillful dancing or anything.  She was just goofing off like how she did in her bedroom.  She shimmied her shoulders and her light brown curls bounced around wildly through the air.

Maddie felt warm and happy and flushed as she sang along inside her head.  Her nerves melted away.  She could feel energy radiating from her fingertips.  All she had to do was not overthink what she was doing.  Maddie began playfully teasing and flirting with the camera.  She winked, blew a kiss.  She picked up a pillow that was lying on a props table nearby and began to jump, swinging it as if she was going to have a pillow fight.

Maddie danced her way through the entire One Direction album.  By the time the photographer yelled that they were done, Maddie was exhausted.  She was tired and a bit sweaty but also thrilled.  That was so much fun!

When Maddie finished, the entire room full of people applauded.

“Maddie, you’re a natural in front of the camera!” James praised.  “I’m honestly surprised!  It was a slow start but once you warmed up, I really felt your enthusiasm.  You brought a level of excitement today that no other girl did.”

“I knew she could do it!” Ann retorted.  “Can I spot talent or what?”

“Okay, okay, you were right!” he conceded.  “Anyway, next girl!”

As Maddie got out of the way and started to walk back to her dressing room, the photoshoot’s videographer stopped her for a quick interview.

As was normal on some fashion shoots, there was a small camera crew filming the shoot and talking to a few of the models.

Maddie was clearly glowing as she walked off set, and the cameraman used this opportunity to ask her a couple questions and film her responses.

“So Maddie, is this really your very first photoshoot?”

“Yes!” she exclaimed. “I’ve never been in front of a camera before.”

“And how old are you?”

“Sixteen,” she beamed.

“Only sixteen!  So you must still be in high school then?”

“Yup.”  Maddie tossed her hair flirtatiously.  This is fun, like playing a character.  And my character is a super amazing model!

“Who is your best friend at school?”

Maddie hesitated a moment.  Oh, who cares?  She thought to herself.  It’s just pretend.  She smiled.  “Well, her name is Sundance.  We’re really good friends.  Every Friday we have a pool party at her house after school.”

The cameraman winked at her.  “That sounds like fun!”

Maddie nodded.  “Yeah, we have loads of fun together.”

“And do you have a boyfriend?”  He asked in a normal voice, as if he were totally unaware that she was a loser and it was perfectly normal that a sixteen-year-old girl might have a boyfriend.

“Um yes, yes I do!  There’s this guy at school I’m dating.”

“Well he’s a lucky guy!  You probably have half the guys at school chasing after you!

Maddie laughed and tossed her hair.  “Yeah, something like that,” she agreed playfully.

“Well thanks for the interview!  Good luck getting selected!”

“Thanks!”

Back in her dressing room, the hairstylist carefully removed the extensions from her hair, and Maddie changed back into her normal clothes.  As she and her family were leaving, she poked her head into the main room to wave goodbye to everyone.

As she looked in, she spied a gorgeous young woman being shot by the photographer.  She looked Brazilian, with honey gold skin and dark brown hair. Maddie felt her confidence take a tiny hit.  She looks awesome.  There’s no way I can compete with that!  Maddie quickly turned away so she wouldn’t see any more.

The entire way home, she was still on such a high.  Even her mom had admitted that Maddie looked like she was enjoying herself during the photoshoot.  Maddie grinned out the window and hugged herself.  No matter what happens, even though I’m probably not going to get the job, this was one of the best days of my life!

 

Maddie’s Makeup Tips

- Purple eyeshadow looks great on all eye colors, but especially brown eyes.

- Try lining only the bottom of your eyes with blue liner to make them pop.

- Pat a bit of white shimmery eyeshadow on your cupid’s bow (the little bit between your nose and your lips) to give an illusion of fullness.

- Another way to make your lips look fuller is to dab a lighter lipstick in only the center of your bottom lip.

- Use your ring finger to apply under eye concealer so you don’t stretch the skin and create wrinkles.

- Try putting a business card behind your eyelashes as you apply mascara so you don’t get black on your eyelids.

- Research drugstore “dupes” online as duplicates for more expensive, high-end products.  For example, there’s a famous Elf dupe for Nars Laguna Bronzer.

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