She's the Man [5SOS]


"Julie, truth or dare?"

That was the question that started it all, really.

I was dared to dress, act, and nearly BE a boy for a month, me getting cash out of it if I succeed.

But will I fail because of these four boys?..


2. Girl in Training

Day one of my training in being a boy, leading up to my four week dare.

Today I'd be training with Louis, Zayn, and Niall. Tomorrow I'd train with my brother and Liam.

We'll see how this goes.

"Okay. so we're going to teach you how to play video games on your first lesson." Zayn nods.

"Cool." I nod once, sitting with them in our living room.

I had no idea how to work one of those crappy controllers.

Niall sat down next to me, handing me a controller. Holding it uncomfortably. Louis stifled a laugh.

"We're playing Black Ops two." Zayn awared as he put in the game and we sat around the television.

"Oh god. Is this that shooting game?" I groaned.

"Yeah, now man it up Justin!" Niall laughed, me elbowing him.

"Okay. it's simple. Use these buttons to walk, run, and jump." Louis instructed.

"Then this button is to reload your gun, and this button to shoot." Zayn pointed at the buttons on my controller.

"Okay, I think I got it." I replied.

"We're starting." Louis awared as I looked up at the screen, mentally replaying the instructions they told me in my head.

"I GOT IT, I GOT IT." I shrieked, jumping on the couch.

And then red blood spread the screen. "Ahhh what happened?!" I asked cluelessly.

"Louis snyped you." Niall chuckled.

"Game over for you!" Louis smirked as they went back to gaming.

"We're gonna have to give you more lessons. The boys you'll be staying with are pretty good too." Zayn chuckled.

I rolled my eyes. "But I didn't even last 10 seconds in the game?!"



"Now we are going to teach you how to be disgusting." Niall smiled.

"I...I think I can pass this lesson. I mean I think I've got the video games down." I held a thumbs up about to leave.

Instead, as I backed away, I bumped into someone behind me, that person being Zayn.

"You've gotta do this!" Zayn turned me around, looking at me sternly.

"Noooo." I groaned, looking at the three.

"Yes!" Louis grinned, grabbing something from the dinner table and smashing it into my face.

"WHAT THE HELL LOU!" I screeched, wiping the whipped cream off my face.

Yup, that was the pie in the fridge.

They bursted out laughing.

Gritting my teeth, I cupped my hands and got pie into the, throwing chunks at Niall, Zayn, and Louis.


"Okay we're gonna be playing some football. Or in your American heritage, you call it soccer.
 Louis nods, me rolling my eyes.

"I know what you mean by football, my brother's british." I motioned.

"Okay, okay. Well we're gonna do a two on two. Me and Zayn, and you and Niall." Louis replied, ignoring my remark.

"Tell me why this is important?" I sighed.

"It's to teach you how to play like a man." Niall stifled a laugh at the mention of 'man', as I sent him a death glare.

"Okay, okay. Let's get it over with." I faked a smile.

"Alrighty, take it to the twenty!" Louis hollars, everyone running to the opposite direction, as my eyes widened.

"Okay, just follow them.." I told myself, shrugging as I ran that way too.

A ball flew out of nowhere, almost hitting me. I mean if I hadn't ducked for my life!

"WHAT THE HELL GUYS" I shouted, Louis snickering, and Zayn smirking.

Yup, they're evil.

"Come on, Jules! Catch up!" Niall groaned, me rolling my eyes and dragging my feet down our backyard.

"NIALL, NIALL! PASS IT TO ME!" I flail my arms in the air.

It's been twenty minutes into the game and Louis and Zayn were in the lead with one point.

"Ugh, here!" Niall hollers, the ball coming towards me.

I grinned widely, once I got the ball.

"I GOT IT, I GOT IT! " I scream proudly, almost making it to the goal when Louis stole the ball from me, tripping me in the process.

I groaned. "Oww."

Niall helps me up, patting me on the back. "Nice try."

Louis and Zayn cheer once they make another goal, me sticking my tongue out.



"Ookay, sis! Are you ready for the ultimate make over?!" Harry pep talked me, as I groaned.

"I don't know..." My voice trailed.

"We'll take that as a yes! Now put these on so...Your breasts won't be noticeable." Liam chuckled, me rolling my eyes.

"And this is for you arse." Harry hands me some weird thing to wear for my butt.

"But..What if I don't want to flatten my butt or my boobs..."

"Well you're going to have to! No guy has curves, so wrap this around your waist too." Harry hands me some sort of band.

I sighed. "Okay, give me a couple minutes."


Once I came out, I felt like some flat pancake, Liam and Harry laughing.

"Okay, so rule number one of wearing this. NO going to the pool, or swimming. When you shower, you have to make sure your door is locked at all times, if you want the money." Liam nods, Harry agreeing.

"Mmkay, is that all?" I muttered, looking down at my flat chest.

"No, we still have to bulk you up a little so you can have a guy body." Harry smiled.

They let me sit down, me watching at what they were doing tentatively.

"Woah, what is that thing." I stopped them from putting this weird gauge on me.

"Relax." Liam chuckled.

"It's just to make you look a little muscley." Harry smiled.

"Okay next we'll have to pick out your clothes...From my wardrobe." Harry nods, motioning at his closet.

I sighed. I never ever liked his clothes!

"How about...This." Harry tosses me a shirt.

"This? No..This!" He kept tossing shirt after shirt, jeans after jeans...

His jeans landed on my head as I gritted my teeth.

Liam took it off for me, laughing.

"Bandanas...They finish off the look." Harry does a hand gesture as I rolled my eyes.

"I'm not wearing a bandana unless it's in my natural hair.

"Okay, okay! Just take all the clothes you need." He smirked.

"So next, we've got a wig to hold your hair in."

"And later we'll work on your voice, and your manners as a guy." Harry nods.

"The other boys told me I wasn't supposed to have manners..." My voice trailed.

"Well, never mind then. We're just gonna give you some things you should say." He shrugs.

"Okay." I nod once, Liam tossing me the wig.

Pulling my hair into a tight, small bun, I tug the wig over my head.

"Fits good!" Harry smiled.

I sighed.

"So give us your best boy voice." Liam insisted.

"Um.." I pondered on what to say.

"Uh, hi." I said in a lowered voice.

"A bit lower...And you'll make it through." Harry smiled.

I whaled, falling back onto the bed.

"So remember. When they ask you what you do for a living, you say that you're about to go into college.

"But I really am about to go to Julie of course."

"Well we're not worrying about that, we're worrying about Justin." Harry nods once.

"Okay, okay." I grumbled.

"And if they ask you what sports you play, say football. And remember, the number one rule...NO swimming."

"Got it." I whispered.

"Why are you whispering?" Harry whispered back.

"Shut up." I pouted, Liam laughing.


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