You were a young, famous supermodel that everyone pined for. You were rich, fit, and beautiful. How could you ask for more?

You realized you wanted to try and be normal for once, so you wore a disguise to school. A real public school.

You wore a black wig that hid your luscious locks from underneath. You had to conceal your appearance in every way, or else you'd give yourself away. That was when you saw a cute skater boy looking at his phone and giggling. What was he looking at?

He was looking at you. Well, a picture of you without your disguise on. It was awkward for you, knowing you were right there, but you tapped his shoulder anyway. Marcus looked up and put his phone down.

"Need something, nerd?" Marcus said half-jokingly. If only he knew it was you.