5. Jealous Games, Making A Modeling Name

"You know Serena I saw you creeping Raye and I the other day?"

"What? I was doing nothing of the sort!"

"Sorry Meatball head, but those Meatballs don't blend in with shrubbery."

"I just wanted to make sure you didn't hurt Raye. She's a close friend you know."

"Funny she didn't mention that." Darien said with a smirk, looking away to his coffee.

Serena felt her blood boil. What was with this guy that made her get so angry? He should be classier…like Tuxedo Mask.

"Why don't you get yourself a date Serena?" Andrew asked.

Her eyes lit up. "Have anyone in mind?"

"Hmm…no I don't know any single friends your age Serena…sorry." Andrew said.

She felt her world crash. "If Raye can date an older guy so can I."

"You, handle an older guy? Meatball head you can barely handle yourself? Plus who said I was dating Raye?" Darien said before sipping his coffee.

"I can handle myself fine, I'd have you know." Serena started. "You're not dating Raye?"

"No, I think she's got a crush on me, but I'll hang out with her and see what happens." Darien said. "I figure, you can't force someone to like you, so you have to take it slow. I'll give her a chance but I'm not big on relationships."

"You know if I told Raye this she'd be so steamed at you." Serena smiled.

"Awh don't do that Serena, let them figure it out there way." Andrew said.

"You'd think you were jealous or something?" Darien smirked.

"Jealous? I'd have you know there are many boys that like me, and I don't care if you are one of them."

"Ouch Meatball Head." He acted hurt. He looked at her; she was cute when she was mad, or at least pretended to be. He laughed.

"I'd also have you know I got chosen for a modeling shoot for a bathing suit photographer." She waved a small sheet of paper in his face.

"You know I've seen at least thirty other girls with that sheet of paper today." Darien said. "Not too prestigious."

"What do you know about it?" She stuck her tongue out. "Maybe I'll even be on the cover!"

"Actually Darien does know quite a bit about it Serena." Andrew said. "He used to model a few years ago."

"It's not a big deal. I just needed some money so I could go to university." He said as if it meant nothing.

A model? Serena was surprised. She looked at his profile. He was pretty good looking, and pretty well built.

"Get enough of an idea Meatball Head?" He caught her staring.

"Ahem…well you clearly didn't get that very far in the career." She said sticking her nose up.

"Actually he was on the front of a magazine." Andrew said. "I think I have a copy somewhere back here."

"Why do you keep a copy of it?" Darien asked.

"You left it here a long time ago Darien. Plus it's pretty popular with the girls." Andrew said as he pushed the magazine onto the counter.

"Wow." Serena let out before she could stop it. It was a local magazine but still, he was in a fitted black t-shirt and looked an awful lot like a model. He wore a confident look that he wore so often.

"Like I said before Meatball head, don't get you're hopes up. Modeling is tough, especially with competition." Darien said rolling his eyes at the sight of his modeling days.

"Actually I think Serena would make a good model. You shouldn't be such a downer Dare." Andrew said, smiling at the otherwise depressed looking Serena.

She wasn't actually depressed. But Darien actually did look good, could she actually look that good on a magazine cover? Her only bathing suit was old and pink…and…

"You shouldn't tear up the dream til you try it Meatball Head. I just don't want you to be let down if it doesn't work out." He said before he left. He'd noticed the way she was staring at the page, and didn't want to leave the blonde depressed. She looked much better when she was her happy self, he liked her better than way, even if he wouldn't admit it.

She was about to say thanks when he had already left. "Uhm Andrew, do you mind if I keep this…for reference about how to model?"

"Uh sure Serena," Andrew started slightly startled, "It'll be our little secret." He said smiling back at her.

"Thanks." She took it, walking out with a large smile on her face.