I'm A Model That's Undercover As The School's Nerd **Rewritten**

Chapter Seven

"Very." She said smiling. "Corn beef and mashed potatoes, your favorite."

"Also, when am I going to meet this girl that had you smiling and blushing like a little school girl." She says pinching my cheeks, I hit her hand away and glare at her.

"One, I'm not blushing. Two, it was a one-time thing. No need to make a big deal out of it." I snapped harshly.

"Yeah, sure you're not sweetie." She said sarcastically. Her playful mood suddenly died down as she looked down at her phone.

"Listen, don't be mad, but you're gonna have to go to your dad's tonight. It looks like I'm probably going to have to go into work tonight." She said making my blood boil.

"I don't see why I need to go to his house? I'll be just fine staying here home alone." I argued, but she shook her head.

"You should see your father while he's still around. I mean at this rate, he'll probably be kicking the bucket soon." She said and I understood her underlying message, she was referring to his drinking problem. He was killing his liver.

"Good riddance then," I said.

"Don't you go saying that about your father." She snapped and I almost scoffed. He didn't do shit.

"If you like him so much then why aren't you together?" I asked already knowing the answer.

"Andrew, please, I really don't have time to deal with your attitude. It doesn't matter his and I's relationship, he's your father and you could treat him with respect. You know when you don't you only make him mad."

I rolled my eyes and shook my head."I'm not fucking dealing with this." I dropped the broom and headed straight to the door.

"I swear if you leave this house, young man, it only falls back on you! Your father has partial custody and if children services think for one second I can't control you then I can guarantee you will permanently live with your father for this last year of high school!" She yelled and I only looked back at her before opening the door and walking out.

I was slightly thankful that I kept my keys in my pocket, but the only downside was that my wallet was in my room. I put my keys in the ignition and only started driving. Where to? Someone who could hook me up.

I let my eyes flicker between the road and my phone, sending a quick text.

And It wasn't long before I pulled up at the warehouse where I knew Jack was inside waiting. Turning off my car, I headed inside and sitting on the couch was Jack and a few others.

"You got it?" I asked and he nodded throwing me the bag.

"Favor is repaid now." He said and I nodded in agreement. I headed in the back room where everything was. I opened the bag which held two different bags inside. I grabbed the one with freshly made blunts and immediately took one out and lighting it up.

Fuck my family.

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It was about one in the morning when I got to my dad's house. Unsurprisingly the door was unlocked so I was easily able to walk in.

"Andrew?" He called and I cringed."I thought you'd be here hours ago?" He asked stumbling over to me. The alcohol reeked on his breath and clothes, but I didn't comment on it.

"I was out with friends." I stated going to slide past him. His hand grabbed onto my wrist, forcing me to stop.

"You were doing fucking drugs again?" He hissed and I shrugged.

"Don't worry about it."

He responded by grabbing my hair and pulling me close."You're a fucking embarrassment to our family." He hissed before letting me go. He pushed me into the wall, throwing the glass bottle of whiskey at my feet.

I only scoffed, heading to my sad excuse of a bedroom here. As I passed the living room, I paid no attention the the prostitute sitting on the couch. She was what he spent all of his money on. Well, that and beer.

I jumped back on my bed and looked up at my ceiling. I was too high to care about the bastard throwing a fit. He wasn't nearly as bad tonight as he usually is. If he was I'd have more bruises than the amount of glass shards on my pants.

But like I said, he wasn't nearly as bad tonight.