Average Boy – Episode 4

Chapter 4

 

(pretending to be rich )

 

 

 

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Beck Oliver’s POV

 

 

 

We strolled out of school together. She sighted her crew and sighed

 

 

 

Tori: gotta go. We have a girls night today

 

 

 

She shoved her hair behind her ear and I smiled

 

 

 

Me: I’ll see you tomorrow then

 

Tori: sure, bye

 

 

 

Me: bye

 

I watched her move forward and I felt a tap on my shoulder

 

I looked back to see Andre and Robbie gawking at me

 

Beck: hey guys

 

 

 

Robbie : why wasn’t I born as good looking as you??

 

 

 

Rex: a crane cant give birth to a peacock….

 

 

 

I and Andre began to laugh. But Robbie didn’t understand the meme Rex pulled up

 

 

 

Robbie : what do you mean by that?

 

Andre: it means you’re ugly because your parents are ugly

 

 

 

Robbie : whaaat?? That’s it, get into the bag

 

 

 

Rex: oh no not the bag, you haven’t washed it for two months and it’s smelly

 

 

 

Robbie : shut up!

 

He opened his bag pack and pushed Rex inside then zipped it closed

 

 

 

Andre: okay, now back to business. What were you doing with the almighty Tori Vega?

 

 

 

Robbie : did she actually talk to you? Did you hear her voice?

 

 

 

Me: I guess I did. She’s actually fun to be with

 

 

 

Andre: your good looks are working for you

 

 

 

Robbie : please hook me up with Cat. She’s so beautiful and jovial

 

 

 

Rex: (from the bag) in your dreams

 

 

 

Andre and I began to laugh again

 

 

 

Robbie : okay Beck, you’re going to work straight right?

 

Me: yep

 

 

 

Andre: me too

 

Robbie : I need a job too

 

Andre: you could join in as a waiter with us

 

 

 

Robbie : really

 

Andre: yeah

 

 

 

Robbie : thank you. I’ll just go home and shower then we’ll come to the restaurant

 

 

 

Me : as long as you don’t come with Rex

 

Robbie : why I can’t leave him at home

 

 

 

Andre: you possibly can’t bring him

 

 

 

Robbie : I’ll just tell my grandma to babysit him for me

 

 

 

Me: guys, I’ll go home now. We’ll see at work

 

 

 

Andre: okay bye

 

 

 

I waved slightly and strolled into the streets

 

A car stopped in front of me and the window came down

 

A blonde girl popped up

 

 

 

Girl: hi Beck

 

Me: hi

 

 

 

Girl: I see you’re waiting for your driver

 

Me: well—

 

 

 

Girl: the sun is really hot today, and your driver might take too long to come. Why don’t you hope in and I give you a ride home?

 

 

 

I smiled flirtatiously and stared deep into her eyes

 

Unlocking my full charm

 

 

 

Me: (in a sexy tone) really, you wanna give me a ride? That’s so sweet. I’d like to sit in the same car with you

 

 

 

Girl: come on in then

 

 

 

I grinned as I walked around and opened the door then sat down

 

 

 

Me: I love your car

 

Girl: thank you

 

 

 

She grinned happily and started the car

 

I was so happy because I could save money and add to my savings

 

 

 

Girl: I hope your girlfriend isn’t going to have me arrested for giving you a lift?

 

 

 

She flipped her hair and revealed her beautiful white shoulders

 

I smirked and looked at her seductively while resting my head on the seat

 

I’m not a playboy but I’m good at getting girls all over me

 

 

 

Me: she won’t say a thing. Because she doesn’t exist and you’re an angelic being, who wouldn’t want a ride from you?

 

 

 

She laughed

 

 

 

Girl: you’re so sweet Beck

 

Me: what’s your name?

 

Girl: Belle

 

 

 

Me: beautiful Belle

 

 

 

Belle: stop flattering me, haha

 

 

 

Beck: when we get to Caltech highway, you can just drop me off. I want to see someone by the museum opposite it

 

 

 

Belle: okay, I will

 

 

 

I looked towards the street and saw the restaurant where I was already working

 

I smiled as I remembered the first day I began to do part time jobs

 

That was when I was just eleven years

 

 

 

I’ve been working with my mom ever since I was old enough to speak for myself but I began to work on my own when I turned eleven years

 

 

 

Life has been a little rough for me

 

According to mom, dad was a rich man but he got bankrupt and things changed for him

 

 

 

But I’m happy I’m good looking, at least it hides my real identity

 

 

 

Belle: we’re here handsome

 

 

 

Beck: thanks Belle

 

I unhooked the seat belt and opened the door slightly I turned to her and pecked her cheek

 

 

Beck: see you tomorrow

 

She smiled and her cheek was bright red

 

I got out of the car and waved at her

 

She waved back and drove off

 

 

 

I breathed in heavily

 

I turned around and entered into the museum to meet mum

 

 

 

I met a security officer

 

 

 

Me: hello sir, I’m here to see my mom

 

 

 

Officer: is she expecting you?

 

 

 

Me: yes

 

 

 

Officer: follow me

 

I followed him into the hall

 

I caught sight of her directing some tourist towards a particular statue I really hate all these stuff about history and culture

 

I just prefer to dance and act

 

 

 

The only way you’ll see me reading or doing research about culture is if it has to do with entertainment

 

 

 

Me: officer that’s my mom

 

I pointed to her

 

 

 

Officer: she looks busy. Do you really want to disturb her now?

 

 

 

Me: she actually asked me to meet her here after school

 

 

 

My mom turned and saw me

 

I waved slightly

 

She smiled and turned to her tourists and said something to them

 

 

 

She then turned and began to walk towards us

 

 

 

Officer : you have just few minutes

 

He walked away and I waited patiently for her to come closer

 

 

 

I felt camera lights flashing on me

 

I looked and saw two preteen girls taking pictures of me

 

 

 

They giggled and ran off when I looked at them

 

I grinned

 

 

 

Mom: hey cutie….

 

She touched my cheek

 

Me: mom, how’s work going?

 

 

 

Mom: fun as you can see

 

She was looking happy

 

I smiled

 

 

 

Mom: I’ve gotten a job for you

 

Me: huh? Another job?

 

 

 

Me: don’t worry, it’s better than being a waiter. You’re going to work for a script writer as his driver

 

 

 

Me: can I do that as a student?

 

Mom: it’s part-time, he just needs you whenever he’s going to his leisure house. Now that’s only in the evenings when he’s free.

 

 

 

Me: then I’ll have to quit being a waiter

 

 

 

Mom : no you won’t. Its not everyday he goes to his leisure house. You need to keep working the day he’s busy.

 

 

 

Me: sounds good

 

Mom: great, after school tomorrow you are going to see him in his house

 

 

 

Me: okay

 

Mom: now take this and get something to eat before you go to work

 

 

 

She gave me some dollar bills

 

I pecked her and she hurried back to her tourists

 

 

I walked out of the museum and went to the pizza palace down the street

 

I sat down and ordered pizza margarita

 

The full box because I had extra money

 

 

 

I was on my first bite when I saw a figure in front of me

 

I looked up to see Cat with a pink teddy bear smiling at me

 

 

 

Cat: hiiiiiiii

 

She sounded so babyish at the same time sweet

 

 

 

Me: Cat

 

She gasped

 

 

 

Cat: you know my name already

 

I smiled

 

 

 

Beck: of course I do. Sit down

 

 

 

Cat: Ok….aay, I’m sitting down. Hihihi

 

 

 

I chuckled at how jovial she is

 

And I like the way she chuckled

 

 

 

Me: join me

 

I shifted the box to her

 

She took a napkin and then carried a slice

 

 

 

Cat: why are you here alone?

 

Beck: just felt like chilling before I go home

 

 

 

Cat: when you get home should I guess what you’re going to do?

 

 

 

Me: you can try

 

 

 

Cat: you’re going to open the door, get inside. Say hi to mom and dad, go to your room and drop your bag. Kiss your stuffed animals and then go and bath in a Jacuzzi tub with toy ducks swimming around

 

 

 

I puzzled my face though she was smiling

 

 

 

Me: uhhhh, I don’t think I’m going to do that when I get home

 

 

 

Cat: why? That’s what I do always

 

 

 

Me: I don’t do that

 

Cat: Jade will say that I’m a psycho in a mild form

 

 

 

I chuckled

 

Look who’s calling someone a psychopath

 

 

 

Cat: Beck, I hope you know about the play we’re having next weekend

 

 

 

Me: I heard something about it but I’m not sure

 

 

 

Cat: we’re having a play, Tori is the lead role. I’m acting as her best friend. Jade is acting as her rival.

 

 

 

She took another bite from the one slice of pizza that has been in her hand since

 

 

 

Me: Tori is acting

 

Cat: of course she is. If she’s not in it, then it’s going to be a flop

 

 

 

Me: why is your hair red?

 

Cat: Nona and I dyed it red. Her hair is also red

 

 

 

Me: I see

 

Cat: I love my Nona because she understands me

 

 

 

Me: it’s good to know

 

I checked my time and it was five minutes to 5pm

 

I’ve got to get going

 

 

 

Me: uhm Cat, I have to get going now. I’ll see you at school okay

 

 

 

Cat: are you going with your pizza?

 

 

 

I stood up and adjusted my wristwatch

 

 

 

Me: no, you can have it

 

Cat: thank you. I’ll eat it before my brother gets here

 

 

 

Me: your brother?

 

I’m sure she didn’t hear that because I didn’t say it out loud

 

 

 

Cat: bye Beck

 

Me: bye Cat

 

 

 

I walked out of the pizza place and flagged down a taxi who took me straight to the restaurant

 

Andre and Robbie weren’t there yet so I just changed into my uniform and went to sign my shift

 

 

 

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Andre Harris POV

 

 

 

I tied my hair into a small pony tail and left the dressing room

 

Robbie was standing outside waiting for me

 

 

 

Me: have you read the instructions

 

Robbie : yes

 

Me: then why aren’t you working yet?

 

 

 

Robbie : I’m… I’m… Just… I’m nervous

 

 

 

I almost laughed out but I controlled myself

 

 

 

Me: why?

 

Robbie : they’re so many pretty girls out there

 

 

 

I chuckled

 

I’ve always known Robbie to be a sissy so I’m not surprised

 

 

 

Me: well just try to be official then

 

 

 

Robbie : won’t they laugh at my glasses

 

 

 

Me: your glasses are fine. Look how Beck is doing great

 

 

We peeped at the people eating and how Beck was serving some girls who were rather flirting with him than placing their orders

 

 

 

Robbie : will they do that to me?

 

He asked with a little hope in his facial expression

 

 

 

Me: obviously not

 

He frowned at me

 

 

 

Me: just brace it up man, you’re not that ugly

 

 

 

Robbie : which means I’m even ugly but not that ugly

 

 

 

I chuckled at his realization

 

 

 

It was already my shift, I took my note and pen then moved towards an old couple that just sat down to take their orders

 

 

 

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Robbie Shapiro’s POV

 

 

 

I sighed and took my notepad and walked towards a group of girls who were laughing and waiting for a waiter

 

 

 

Me: hi, welcome. May I have your orders?

 

I was trying my best to be official

 

They frowned when they saw me

 

 

 

One of them spoke up

 

Girl: no, thank you

 

 

 

I bowed slightly and moved away

 

I heard them giggling

 

 

 

I walked past Beck, immediately the girls began to call him

 

He went over to their table

 

I saw them placing their orders

 

 

 

I frowned and moved to the counter

 

They rejected me because they wanted Beck to attend to them

 

 

 

Brandon : having a hard time with the girls here?

 

 

 

I sighed

 

Me: they’re so picky

 

 

 

Brandon: that’s unusual of them but I think they’re like this because of Beck. But since you’re having a hard time getting along with them, why don’t we swap. It would be easier for you right?

 

 

 

Me: yeah, all you have to do is just get the orders from the waiters and take it to the kitchen right

 

 

 

Brandon: yep.. Then I bring it back and hand it over to the waiter

 

 

 

Me: great, let’s swap

 

 

 

I swapped with him and then stayed behind the counter and watched Brandon do the job of a waiter

 

 

 

Not bad though

 

But I think the busiest waiter here is Beck, it seems every table wants him to attend to them

 

Even the boys

 

 

 

How I wish I was handsome

 

 

 

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Beck Oliver’s POV

 

 

 

I’m so exhausted

 

Why is today so busy?

 

Maybe it’s because it’s a Thursday

 

But I thought Friday’s are busiest

 

 

 

Thank God my shift is over for now

 

I can rest my loins

 

 

 

I moved behind the counter and sat down

 

Andre came shortly after and sat beside me

 

 

 

Andre: today’s really filled up. Mostly girls

 

 

 

Beck: and they’re all on my neck. They’re even ordering more than once

 

 

 

Andre: hahaha, I think they’re all here because of you.

 

 

 

Beck: I hope they increase my pay

 

 

 

He laughed

 

 

 

 

Andre: I just hope non of our school mates come here

 

Me: why?

 

 

 

Andre: because they’ll see you and find out that you’re just an AVERAGE BOY

 

 

 

Me: well, that’s actually what I am so—

 

 

 

Andre: if I were you, I’d try to hide my identity for now

 

 

 

I was getting confused and I wanted to get what he was saying

 

 

 

Andre: can’t you see? Victorious likes you. That’s so unusual of them. Especially Tori. I think it’s because they think you’re rich. They think you’re in their class and level. If they find out about you from other sources, they’ll tarnish your image. But if you become close to them, and you tell them yourself they might understand. And do you know what it means for Victorious to be on your side?

 

 

 

Me: no tell me

 

 

 

Andre: you get opened to lots of privileges. You could get a part in movies and music videos. You could actually blow up

 

 

 

Me: I never thought of that

 

 

 

Andre : just try to get closer to them, and please hook me up with Tori

 

 

 

My expression changed

 

 

 

Andre: not that type of hook up, I mean musically. Tell her I’m a good songwriter and that I can sing melodiously. She’ll hire me to write songs for her

 

 

 

 

I chuckled and he stood up

 

 

 

I hope I get lucky with hiding my identity. But then, I’ll have to quit this job

 

 

 

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Tori Vega’s POV

 

 

 

I moved in front and sat down first

 

Then Jade and Cat sat down

 

 

 

Me: next time, we’ll make sure Cat doesn’t choose the venue for our girls night

 

 

 

Jade: next time, she won’t even be part of the girls night

 

 

 

Cat: what’s that supposed to mean??

 

 

 

Jade: it means what you think it is

 

 

 

Cat : I’m not afraid of you

 

She frowned and crossed her arms

 

 

 

Jade smirked and dropped her scissors on the table

 

 

 

Cat: but I’m afraid of that

 

She looked at the scissors, terrified.

 

 

 

That was the very scissors she used to shred her favorite stuffed animal last month

 

 

 

I sighed and looked to see if a waiter was already coming

 

I sighted one coming towards us

 

 

 

I took my phone and imputed my password

 

That was when my brain interpreted the image behind the counter

 

 

 

I looked up again to confirm it

 

I gasped when I saw him in a waiters uniform and he was with that black guy from school too

 

 

 

Wait, is Beck faking his identity?

 

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To be continued

 

Written by Hossy

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

And seems Tori has seen Beck

 

I wonder what his reaction will be if he finds out he’s busted

 

 

 

And I hope God saves his hair from the almighty scissors of Jade

 

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Victorious picture below

 

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