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.


4. Chapter 4

Adrienne's POV

The next day, Justin and I drove over to his house in Calabasas to get some things before I had to get back to the tour. I was looking out the passenger window as Justin drove, a million thoughts swirling in my head.

"So don't be a fool in front of her."

"Oh, sorry, what?" I hadn't realized that Justin was speaking to me.

"I was saying that I don't want you to act weird around my mom." Justin turned to me when he stopped at a light.

"Oh, okay. Do you want me to say hi to her?" I wasn't sure if he wanted me to ignore her entirely.

"No! J-Just go get some clothes and leave. Please." I looked down at his hands on the wheel to see that they were shaking.

"Justin are you okay? What's wrong?" I couldn't help but feel bad. Why wouldn't he want me to speak to his mom? Was there something wrong?

"N-Nothing's wrong. I'm fine. Just don't speak to her, alright?" Justin let out a breath, his cheeks—or should I say mine—were bright red.

"Okay..." I couldn't help but feel like there was some more to this. I didn't want to push Justin in anyway shape or form. But I could feel that he wasn't telling me the whole truth.

"We're here." Justin spoke, breaking my train of thought. When I turned to him he looked so sad, but in my body. I never knew I could look so upset.

"Lets just get this over with." He mumbled to himself. We both stepped out of my car, gradually walking over to the enormous house.

"This place is amazing!" I spoke quietly as we stepped to the front of the door.

"Ya, I guess it is." Justin muttered.

I suppressed a sigh, already feeling Justin's emotions rubbing onto me. "Justin—" I got cut off when the door was pulled open.

Pattie stood by the door with a surprise look. "Justin? What're you doing here?"

"I needed—" I cut Justin off before he could say anymore. He was totally forgetting the plan.

"Just getting some clothes. Oh this is Jus—er, I mean Adrienne, my girlfriend." I could already feel myself start to sweat. Just the look that Pattie was giving us made my stomach hurt. I hated lying to people that seemed so nice.

"Oh, we'll nice to meet you Adrienne." She smiled warmly at her but when she turned back to me she gave me a sad smile.

"Oh! Where are my manners? Come in you two." Pattie stepped aside and let us in. I took my time to admire the beautiful entry way that was decorated perfectly, the chandler adding the finishing touch.

"Your house is beautiful— I-I mean it looks great mom." I could already feel Justin staring at me in anger. Oh well.

"Oh thanks sweetie. I have been doing some redecorating lately. I didn't think you'd notice." Pattie smiled weakly. It honestly broke my heart how sad she looked.

I let my gaze go to Justin to see him looking at the ground probably feeling guilty.

"Well, I have to go up to my room mom, see you in a bit." I quickly grabbed Justin's hand and dragged him up the stairs where I assumed his room would be.

Justin led me to his room and once the door was closed behind us, he collapsed on his bed whilst covering his face with his hands.

"I'm a total mess up aren't I?" Justin spoke, his voice sounding like his eyes were full of tears.

I sat down beside him feeling awfully awkward. "Why would you say that?" I asked softly.

"Haven't you seen all the news articles, the pictures, the tweets, everything? I'm not who I say I am, and people are slowly starting to tell."

"Justin—" He cut me off.

"No!" He sat up tears filled his eyes. "You don't understand. I'm a fucking mess up! Nobody cares anymore because they think I'll rebel. No one wants anything to do with me."

Tears fell down his cheeks, my cheeks. "Justin, that's not true. You have all your fans that love and adore you."

Justin merely shook his head as he ruffly rubbed the tears away from his face.

"It won't be long before they're gone," He whispered. "They're all I have."

"Then don't do anything to jeopardize them. They love you, so just be you."

I could see a small smile appear on Justin's lips. "Thanks Ad, it really helps knowing that I can count on you."

I returned the smile. "Lets get to packing, yeah?"


Justin Drew's POV

It had been a full day since Adrienne had gone back on tour. I was currently in her journalism/media arts class, my mind on overdrive as I doodled over my notebook.

"Miss. Parker, the class is doing a vote for the school news paper on who should draw the logo." She gave me a hard stare but I just rolled my eyes.

"Well, who can I vote for?" I asked not really interested in the conversation.

"How bout Miss. Parker draw the label since she'd rather ignore us. It seems like you know what you're doing."

Mrs. James looked over my shoulder to my doodles that I was drawing.

"Huh? Why would I want to do that?"

She gave me a tired look.  "Lets move on class, shall we?"


Adrienne's POV

I was totally exhausted. From the minute I stepped foot near anyone. I was surrounded by drama and more drama.

Everyone had a freakout that I was missing and for most of the day, everyone was up my ass.

I did give them a good reason as to why I disappeared.

I felt my phone vibrate in my pocket seeing that it was Justin.

"Hello?" I spoke after pressing talk.

"Hey Ad, how was your first day back?" Justin asked. It sounded like he was watching TV or something.

"I guess it was alright. I've been trying to avoid your friends for the most part." I looked down at my fingernails, something I used to do when I was a girl.

"Oh, did you talk to Kenny about me coming to see the show?" Justin questioned.

I nervously chewed on my lip. "Which ones Kenny again?" I asked quietly into the phone. I heard a loud sigh coming from the other end.

"Big, black guy. He's always around. Just text him and he'll come to your room." He snapped.

"Okay, okay! I'll talk to him and text you if he's says yes or no."

"Alright, peace." The line went dead as I rolled my eyes. Justin seriously needs to get out of my body.

I quickly texted Kenny asking him if he could come to my room. He told me that he'd be there in a second.

I patiently waited for Kenny as I scrolled through twitter. Justin's Beliebers were complaining that Justin hasn't tweeted in a long time.

Maybe I'll just say something.

I opened up a new tweet and wrote three words that would reassure them.

I'm still here.

A couple minutes later, someone knocked on my door.

"Come in!" I spoke as I looked the phone. Kenny opened the door giving me a warm smile.

"Aye JB, something you need?" Kenny spoke as he walked further into my room. I nodded my head and told him to sit down.

"Yea, there's actually something I wanted to ask you, or at least get your permission."

Kenny gave me an odd look. "Okay, what did you want to ask me, Justin?"

"Could a friend come on tour to see the next show?" I asked nervously.

"Sure, we never mind when Chaz or Ryan come around." He stood up from where he was sitting about to leave when I grabbed his hand making him turn around.

"It's not my friends, it's my g-girlfriend." Kenny sat back down looking at me suspiciously.

"When did you get a girlfriend?" Kenny asked.

I nervously scratched the back of my head before I spoke. "I've known her for a while. She leaves in Calabasas and when I went there to see my mom I asked her to be my girlfriend."

"So you're asking me if she can see your next show?" Kenny confirmed.

I nodded my head. "It'd really help if she'd be there. I'm not feeling like myself anymore but if she was there, at least I know she'd be cheering me on."

Kenny raised a brow. "Is something wrong Justin? You've been in your room all day while everyone is out there talking."

"I-I'm fine, I just don't feel the need to talk to my friends right now. I guess I'm just realizing who my friends are and who aren't." I looked down at my hands wanting this conversation to be over.

"Alright, I'll let you be. And I'll also arranged everything so your friend can come tomorrow morning." Kenny walked over to the door but before he left I spoke.

"Thanks Kenny."

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