If you already thought going to university fresh out of high school wasn't hard, well try this. Going to university, not knowing anyone, get embarrassed the second you leave your room and to make matters worse something happens to you that you can't even explain.

So what do you do? Live life like nothing ever happened? No way. 'Cause after you've been changed once there's no way in getting out when you're fully transformed.


2. Chapter 2

Adrienne's POV

I paced back and forth in the little space of my dorm room while I was still soaking wet. My brain was on overdrive. Ever since I had seen what I looked like I couldn't handle myself.

After having my little freak out in the bathroom I wrapped my towel around my hips desperately wanting to get out of the washroom.

I was in total shock. There had to be a explanation for this. When I looked in the mirror, I knew exactly who I was. I wasn't just some ordinary guy, I was teen heartthrob Justin Bieber.

I don't understand it though. How in the world did I magically transform into Justin? I was exactly like him.

I walked back into the bathroom to see the condensation had cleared up on the mirror.

I looked at myself in amazement. I was exactly like Justin. From every tattoo, too every freckle on his damn face. I wasn't just some copy, I was him.

This shouldn't be possible. This shouldn't be happening. I'm supposed to be going to my first day of college in half an hour.

I involuntarily ran my fingers through Justin's, or should I say my hair, feeling overwhelmed. I'm not gonna lie though, it was really soft.

Maybe this was a punishment. I haven't been so grateful to my parents in the last couple of months. Ever since I had graduated from high school all I wanted to do was travel around the world. It wasn't like I couldn't afford it, my parents were filthy rich. But they wanted me to get an education and not waste my life.

I guess this is what I get for giving them such a hard time.

Walking out of the washroom, I grabbed some clothes that would look reasonable on me. Luckily I had some boxers that I used for pjs otherwise I would've had to wear panties.

I slipped on some sweats and a large hoodie. I also put on my toque even though it was 30 degrees out.

I had no idea what the hell I was gonna do. Firstly, I wasn't going to class. That would just be a total disaster. Everyone would recognize that I was Justin or even looked like him and I really don't need that attention. Secondly, I seriously need a plan.


Justin Drew's POV

I had just played Madison Square Garden for the third time in my life and it was even better then the last. I love performing for my Beliebers. They truly make doing all of this totally worth it.

After the performance, the boys and I hit the club. Since we were all single—Twist and Za— we wanted to find some sexy ladies and have a good time.

Once we all arrived at the club we immediately found some pretty girls and got them to dance. After a while, I snuck the girl back to my hotel for some fun. We were both really drunk so I couldn't even remember what happened after that.

I woke up the next morning with a horrible hangover. My eyes burned from the sun and all I wanted was some water and aspirin.

As I dragged myself to the washroom I felt something tickle my back. As usual, I ignored the feeling and proceed to the washroom. I stopped in front of the sink and turned on the tap. After splashing my face with water a couple times, I had noticed long brown hair falling over my shoulders.

I rolled my eyes finding Twists pranks not to original. He would constantly get hair extensions from my makeup and hair artists and clip them on my head. He thought it was so funny.

I reached for the clip in my hair to find that there weren't any attached to my head. Suddenly this prank wasn't all that funny any more.

I reached for a towel to dry my face when I noticed how I had no tattoos on my arm anymore. I could feel my heart rate pick up when I slowly turned to the mirror.

This is so not happening to me. I touched my face feeling it's smoothness. My lips were a dark pink and my hair cascaded down my back. I looked down to my chest with wide eyes. I couldn't help but scream.

I had freaking boobs. There were boobs on my chest and they weren't supposed to be there unless I allowed it.

"Justin what's going on in there?" I heard through the bathroom door. I felt like throwing up. I totally forgot about the girl from the club. She must've heard me scream.

"I'm fine—I-I mean I'm fine!" At first my voice was pitchy like a girl but I adjusted it to sound deep. I was shocked at how high my voice was that I grabbed my throat in embarrassment.

"Okay, well I need to head out. Call me if you're ever in town." I rolled my eyes at her response. It wasn't likely that I'd be calling her anytime soon.

I heard the door slam meaning that she left. I let my breath out feeling like a weight was lifted off my shoulders.

I quickly ran into my room to find some cloths to wear. I didn't really care at the moment. I just needed to cover myself up. I felt so exposed.

I slipped on some of my tighter fitting cloths just before the door was pushed wide open. With a startled expression, I stared at the people who just barged right into my room.

Jaden, Cody, Za, and Twist all in there basketball shorts walked in. When they all noticed me in my cloths—or Justin's—I could already feel them staring at my body. Ugh gross.

"Who are you?" Jaden asked. I knew Jaden isn't normally rude when he's around the real me but what the fuck is he giving me attitude?

Maybe I should just tell them that I'm Justin's girlfriend. Maybe then they'll leave me alone to figure this  out.

"Firstly, keep your eyes on my face and not my boobs," I looked to see all the boys bring there eye contact to my face instead of my body. "And secondly I'm Justin's new girlfriend, but that's none of your business anyways."

I grabbed a pair of my surpras and a hoodie before the boys stopped me again.

"How do we not know you're lying? Justin wouldn't randomly get a girl from the club and make her his girlfriend. He may fuck em, but he won't love em." Za gave me a death glare as he spoke.

I could feel my face getting hot in anger. I thought they were my friends? Well I know Jaden and Cody are, but I never knew Za would ever say things like that to me.

"Then why don't you ask Justin yourself, huh? I didn't think you'd talk poorly about your own friend." I was so mad at this point that I didn't even care anymore.

"You don't know what your talking about. Justin's our friend. Like you know him anyways. You're just some slut from the club. Justin values our opinion." Za narrowed his eyes. I couldn't stand them. I grabbed my phone and a couple more things like my wallet and keys.

"Fuck you Xavier." As I stomped out of the pent house, I realized that maybe I shouldn't have used Za' real name. Not many people actually know it other then his family and friends.

They might figure out that something is totally out of whack before I can figure it out myself.

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