Your POV
In the morning we got a wake up call.
"Oui?...oui?..oui oui?..merci." I hang up the phone & wake up Derek & Layla.
"Derek, Layla, get up."
"What time is it?" Layla asks.
"8:30, I have to be on a plane to Monte Carlo at 9:30?"
"Wait what?!"
"These people seriously think your this Arabella chick?" Derek asks.
"No, no, no. I can't just take this girls identity." I say, worried.
"But Jess, imagine if you do this. You will finally meet the love of your life, your inspiration, your one and only, Justin Drew Fucking Bieber." Layla says.
"Layla, it's literally identity theft. I could get in trouble. Like a lot of trouble. We're going downstairs and explaining."
Once we got downstairs, we were bombarded by staff and paparazzi, and basically pushed into a limo.
"Looks like were doing this thing." Derek sighs.
"Lets see..we leave to Monte Carlo at 9:30, arrive at 10, get to hotel at 10:30, leave to go meet Justin Bieber at Bravo Studios at 12??"
"Are you fucking serious?! This chick Arabella is for real? I'm meeting THE Justin Bieber?!" I say, shocked.
"I told you!! And you're welcome." Layla says.
"Oh my god. This is my chance. I can finally meet him."
"So were for sure doing this?" Derek asks.
"Are we crazy for doing this though?? Like what if I can't keep up the act? What if Justin hates me if he finds out? What if I go to jail?!?!" I ramble on with my heart racing a million beats a second.
"How bad could it really be though? I mean you look just like her and your British accent is on point" Layla says.
"I say, we go meet Justin then just explain." Derek says suggestingly.
At 10:30 we arrived at Hotel de Paris
"Holy shit." Layla says in shock looking around the room. We were given this huge suite with 2 bedrooms, 2 huge bathrooms, a living area, and a kitchen.
"Are we really going to stay here?" I ask.
"Um...yeah!! Look at this place!!" Layla exclaims.
"Oh.My.God. Guys, look at all these dresses and clothes! And the makeup oh my." Derek says.
"Oh my god. These are real Chanel bags and earrings, I'm not okay right now." I say with what feels like heart eyes.
"Okay, we have to be in the studio in an hour and a half so let's start getting ready especially if we're showering." Layla says.
"Wait...we're going to a studio...where I'll have to sing..in front of Justin." I say worried.
"Okay are we just forgetting about the whole telling Justin the truth thing?" Derek asks.
"Hush Derek, were doing this." Layla says.
"Singing...in front of Justin....I--I.."
"Jess, you're a fucking talented singer. You can do this." Derek says reassuring me.
I calm my nerves and get ready. I put on a black skater skirt with a white and black polka dot top. I slipped on a pair of Louboutin pumps.
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Trading Places (JB X AG)
FanfictionJessica was living a perfectly normal life until she was mistaken for her look a like. Now she's with the man of her dreams, but he has no idea who she really is. What will happen when Justin finds out the truth? Based off the movies Monte Carlo & T...
