Admin: Since my best subject in school was never in English grammar. I need a beta reader for this if the typos bother you so much. I am sorry for any conjugation mistakes since I probably skimmed over it. But I assure you I do know English it is my first language. It's just a damn hard one with all these rules.

"W-what d-did you do to me!?" Armin yelled out once more,trying to get the attention of three women who were still in shock from the first time. Judging by the expressions on their faces, it seemed as if they were unsure how to answer him. Huddling up in a circle, the three women decided on what was the best approach to the situation at hand. Nodding in agreement after their chatter had died down, the three took hold of Armin and dragged him out a door.

Being forcefully pushed through two doors he saw flashing lights and a herd of people coming towards him. Looking around frantically Armin tried to find a way out,but nothing seemed to work. In all his years of preparing himself for things, this had to be the one thing he was unprepared for. Squinting his eyes from the blinding lights around him, Armin surveyed the area more seeing a dark figure come towards him.

"Honey you're here." The figure said only to be revealed as none other than the man who dragged him into this. Wrapping one of his arm's around Armin's shoulder's, he lead the blond to a seat in front of large table with microphones. As they walked Eren leaned down to whisper into Armin's ear.

"Play along with everything, and I won't embarrass you on live television." Eren threatened with a smile on his face. After hearing such a threat, Armin's nerves started to kick in. How on earth could this man embarrass him more than he already has, Armin thought. When the chatter in the room started to silence, the sound of someone tapping the microphone alerted caught everyone's attention.

"I wanted to thank you all for coming here today on such short notice. As you know,I kinda got into a nasty break up with my old girlfriend Historia. Since all of you have been dying to know, this is my new girlfriend." Eren gesture to Armin who quickly looks up nervously avoiding everyone's glares.

"Shy one isn't she? What's her name?" A reporter inquired with his hand raised.

"Her name is umm, why am I doing all the talking?Why don't you tell them your name sweetie?"

"M-my name?" Armin confusingly replies looking at Eren with pleading eyes ,asking him not to do this,only earned him a light kick to the knee from Eren causing him to wincing .

"M-My name is, Cho Hee Adams. It's a pleasure to meet y-you all." Armin reluctantly says to the crowd looking down as the twiddles with his curls.

"Cho Hee, I see you have a ring on your left ring finger. Are you by chance getting married?"

"M-Marriage!?" 'Cho Hee', exclaimes looking at his finger to find a ring wondering when the three women put that on him.

"Oh dear don't act so shy about it. I proposed to you in the best way possible too."

"R-really?"

"Yes don't you remember? We were playing Cards Against Humanity with our friends. And when it was your turn to be the judge, the card said best feeling in the world. So then I grabbed the 'do it yourself' card, and wrote down having you say yes to marrying me with my name signed at the bottom . So then everyone else left their's blank,we returned them to then picked out the only one with the writing on it, and read it out loud.

The best feeling in the world, is having you say yes to marrying me. Ha ha, I remember after you read that you started crying,and everyone around me thought I was breaking up with you through the card game. So then I panicked and looked at your face and then you kissed me yelling yes before you did so.

Good thing too. I was starting to think you weren't going to say yes, and I was going to get my ass beat."

Listening intently to Eren's story everyone including Armin started to swoon over how romantic it was. Imagining the scenario in his head, Armin didn't realize he was making love struck eyes towards Eren. In all honesty, Armin thought the scenario would be the way he would want someone to propose to him. He knew it would never happen to him, so the only spontaneous thing allowed in his life was day dreaming of an exciting life.

Soon his thoughts wondered to the current situation at hand realizing how spontaneous the whole scene was. Shaking his head riding himself of his thoughts, Armin went back to reality seeing everyone take pictures of him staring at Eren. Feeling his face heat up, Armin looked down to the side allowing his hair to hide his blush.

"Now now, enough about us. I don't want Cho Hee fainting from her nerves. I'll let my manager take care of everything." Eren says quickly as he gets up taking Armin with him. Without words, he brought Armin into a car and told his driver to drive to his house. The ride there was silent. Neither Armin nor, Eren would talk to each other.

No matter how much Armin wanted to ask Eren what he was planning to do with him, he remained quiet not knowing how to start up the conversation. He was completely scared. It was almost as if he were being abducted like in the movies, except your usual kidnapper doesn't make you over into the opposite sex.

Looking down to his lap, Armin played with his dress,and waited for the car to take its final stop. After a good thirty minutes, the car no longer moved. On Eren's end, the driver respectfully bowed and opened the door for him. Moving around the car and doing the same for Armin but instead leaving a hand out, Armin gladly took it still trying to get use to his heels.

"Follow me." Eren commands without another word. Following his orders Armin tried his best to make sure his ankles wouldn't give in as he walked down the pavement,and into a large house. Tripping a few times as he went up three steps,Armin was able to make it into the house without any injuries. Standing at the entrance Armin was amazed by the sight.

Across from him to his left was a well furnished living room with a flat screen TV, white couch, glass coffee table, fur rug,and book shelves along the stairs. To his right was a clean kitchen with the finest utensils money could buy. And near the kitchen was a white table that was able to sit six people. Past that was a glass door that lead to a pool.

"Wow." Armin said as he looked as many places as possible.

"You like the place?" Eren asked as he laid out tea and cookies for them.

"I-It looks expensive really."

"Well it should be, I only get the best money come here." Eren suggest pointing to seat next to him on the couch.

"But why? I-I mean don't get me wrong it's nice and all, but it's pointless when you can get it cheaper. W-what am I saying? Why did you bring me here!? Why am I dressed like this? Why did you kidnap me!?"

"Whoa whoa slow down there, calm your fake tits."

"Can you not?"

"Fine. I'm sorry for everything but I really needed you, and I think this can benefit us both."

"Oh no, I know where this is going. I-I AM NOT, REPEAT NOT GOING TO POSE AS YOUR FAKE GIRLFRIEND/FIANCEE!"

"How did you know that?"

"I saw it in a show once, and you just said so earlier. I just never thought it would actually happen in real life;let alone it happen to me."

"Come on,please be my girlfriend."

"I can't! I-I've prepared for many things in my life, and this is not one of them."

"You wouldn't even do it to talk to your grandfather again?"

"M-my grandfather!? W-what do you know about him?"

"When we first met you dropped your phone. I took care of it, and your grandfather called. I lied to him and said I was a friend you met during your job. If you agree to work with me on this, and only for a year, I'll give you your phone and pay for your living grandfather says you would have taken 2-3 jobs by now just to get by."

"I'll do it if only for my phone. I don't need your dirty money, I can handle things myself."

"Fine then, wow commoners are easier than I thought."

"E-excuse me?"

"Nothing, so here's the thing like rules. First is you have to be dressed as a girl whenever you're near me. I will have Maria, Rose,and Sina keep the secret as well when they make you over again."

"Why not get real girl to do this?"

"Because, if I got a cheap actress she might blow it off by bragging. And you seem like the type to keep your affairs private."

"True, fine then we play by my rules too. I pay for things myself, I don't need your help with anything."

"Why are you so touchy about money?"

"I just don't want to be dependent on someone who will eventually leave my it's a good feeling knowing what you accomplished."

"Okay fair enough. Secondly, you have to memorize everything about me to make it seem legit."

"Easy. Hmm, there will be no physical contact in public but holding hands and hugging. If you grab my ass, I'm out."

"As if I would want to. Third, you will have to sleep over my house every now and then,to make it seem like we actually like each other. That seems to be about it for me. How about you?"

"Nothing else. Ah, no kissing on the lips. A stage kiss is fine, but not a real one."

"Why not a real one?"

"B-because..."

"Oh, I see. You haven't had your first kiss yet."

"S-shut up."

"Whoa, I'm sorry, but what's your real name?"

"Armin, Armin Arlert."

"Nice name."

"Thanks my grandfather named me."

"Oh hey, before we make this thing final how do you feel about changing schools?"

"W-what!? I-I c-can't do that? I-I'm on a scholarship."

"Well I need you to move to my school, because I want to make it seem like you do go to the same school as me. I guarantee you'll get a scholarship too since my dad own's the school as well."

"W-what type of school is it?"

"A preforming arts school. There is modeling,acting,singing,dancing,and composing."

"P-preforming arts? I-I, do I have to take all those courses."

"No, not really you can pick one you know you will be good at. Since you audition to get into the school, and stuff. There is literally a few classes, you can still attend your own school. I can even help arrange it around your schedule."

"S-So, I would be going back and forth between two schools as a boy and a girl, work my three jobs, and still have to help you. O-Oh my goodness."

"Again, I can help you with the money. I don't want you to tire yourself out, I'm not that cruel. I can pay you for acting."

"N-No, I-I can handle this. But I will let go of only one job."

"Sure whatever is easier for you. So do we have a deal?"

"A horrible one, b-but yes. Now please give me my phone."

"Sure wait a second, help yourself to some tea and cookies if you want." Leaving the room, Eren walked up the winding stairss leading him to the second level of his house. Walking off to his room and grabbing a flip phone, the brunette went back down to the living room where Armin was left sipping tea.

Handing the cellular device over, Armin bowed his head in thanks unable to talk for the at the time on his phone's screen for the time, Armin's eyes widened in shock.

"Oh crap! The boss is going to kill me!" Getting up from his seat, Armin removed his heels and bolted out the door without another word. Now outside of the house, he tried to find a bus stop of some sorts but found knowing what to do, Armin opened his phone and started to dial Jean's number ignoring the fact his feet were bare.

Walking until he found a bench to sit on a good ways away from Eren's house, Armin waited for Jean to pick up.

"Hello," The other end spoke, " Who is this?"

"Jean it's me Armin. D-do you think you c-can pick me up?"

"Yeah sure, where are you."

"On a bench around Beverly Hills."

"Why are you there?"

"I-It's a long story, I-I'll explain later. Just please promise me y-you won't laugh when you see me."

"Why would I laugh?"

"Just wait."

"Okay, pick you up in a few minutes."

Hanging up the phone, Armin sighed in relief. Now that he knew how he was go home, he started to dial all his boss's numbers alerting them that he had gotten ill. When that was all taken care of, Armin sat there in peace looking at the scenery around him. Everywhere he looked he felt out of place. People were wearing designer everything from their tops to their shoes.

Looking down to his outfit that was handed to him, he assumed it would have costed more than he made in a month. Armin wasn't fond of the rich. It was in fact the rich that made his family so poor in the first place. It also caused his parent's death. When he was little his parents worked for hours for little pay. Each day they were too tired and worn't out to work. And then one day his father came down with a fatal illness, and a month after that so did his mother.

Since he was then left with his grandfather. In constant fear of living in poverty, Armin always was a hard worker. He swore to his grandfather that he would keep adding money into his retirement fund so he never had to worry. And that Armin would be successful in life so they both would never jave to he hated rich people, Armin was not made at them because they were simply better off than him.

He was not mad at their success,however, he hated only the way some acted. They acted as if they owned the world degrading people like him. It sickened him to the bone. So being in Beverly Hills made him feel uneasy. Being surrounded by some arrogant people who seemed not to have a care in the world with so much money, it felt wrong.

Kicking his feet feeling the smooth concrete under his toes, Armin tried to ignore the fact he felt alienated.

"Armin?" He heard a voice call out to him, causing him to smile for once. Looking up to see a familiar face, Armin stood up.

"T-the one and only."

"Why are you dressed like that?"

"Want to walk around a park and I'll tell you."

"Sure, but where are your shoes?"

"I don't have any..."

"Here, I'll lend you a pair of flip flops. They might be a bit big on you just saying."

"I-I don't mind, it's better than nothing."

"Then come on let's go."

"So, how did you end up dressing in drag? I mean it l-looks good on you if you're into all of that, but still. Ha ha, I couldn't recognize you at first. You looked like a real girl." Jean said as they walked the length of a part around the area watching children play on the structures.

"Well, I-I met this guy, and he kinda kidnapped me and put me in this."

"W-wait what!? Who is this jerk?"

"C-calm down. H-he is a model and h-he used me to break up with his girlfriend. N-now we have to sell the lie together for a year. I-I'm kinda suppose to be his girlfriend and fiancee." Armin says showing Jean the ring.

"Whoa is that real?"

"I don't know, I don't think so. But anyways now I'm stuck in this situation, and all because I carelessly went to the mall and lost my phone."

"Well, you're always running off without a second thought when you're late to things. Hell, I'm surprised Cinderella didn't lose his slipper wait you did."

"Ha ha shut up. But yeah, I guess I'm some sort of Cinderella. I don't live well, and I am lying about my identity."

"Yup definitely Cinderella. I mean look at your ball gown."

"O-okay stop it..."

"Fine fine, I was only teasing a little no need to get so touchy about it." Jean laughs as he lightly punches the blond's arm.

"Well anyways, I have the day free now. Do you want to hang out today?"

"Well, I don't want to hang out with someone else's girl so sorry can't."

"H-Hey don't be so mean. I told you I didn't have a choice."

"I know, come on. I'll drive you home, just give me the address."

"Y-you promise you won't comment on it."

"Yeah."

"Okay then." Leaning over to Jean's ear he whispered his address making sure, the other could hear through the children's screams. Nodding his head, Jean escorted Armin to his place. Going up the stairs and toward's Armin's tiny apartment,he tried not to say anything. If Jean was completely honest, Armin might as well be living in someone's closet.

The area looked as if it belonged to someone who barely made money . It saddened him to know his friend was living in such a way, let alone someone he loved. Every time he called to check up on Armin in London, he made it sound as if he was middle class when in reality he might have been lower.

Watching as Armin dismissed himself into his room, Jean sat at the tiny table on the floor. Tapping his fingers he recalled the events that lead him to coming to Armin's side once more. The person who had helped him make this decision was his friend and ex Marco. Before Armin and Jean both lived in America; they lived in England.

It was in middle school that Jean had a crush on Armin. However, Armin was very clueless to the fact. Every time he would ask Armin on a date one of two things would happen. One, he would have a loss of words,say something stupid,and runaway. And two, having asked Armin out, but he took it as a simple friendly gesture.

For instance if Jean were to ask him to go out with him, Armin would say yes and walk outside with Jean. Afterwards, they would walk around and the blond would say 'did you have a good time out?' And no matter how many times Jean tried it never got through to Armin's head, causing him to cry once he got home.

In his third year of middle school, Jean moved to America where he had met meeting Marco, Jean thought he could use him to forget Armin. However it didn't' work. In the middle of dating Marco, Marco noticed what was happening. Though it broke his heart, Marco suggested to Jean that he go back to Armin. And in return if Jean still accomplished nothing with Armin, Marco would wait for him until he could love him the way he loved Armin.

Though it still hurt Jean as much to see Marco go, it was still something he understood he had to do. The original plan was to see Armin, and confess how he felt and see how things would go. Though after hearing Armin being involved with another man, it made him jealous and protective. He couldn't stand the fact of another, even if it was for pretend, having Armin in anyway. Therefore his plans took a different path.

"Oh my beautiful target. You zoom through my heart like a rocket, and the most impossible thing for me to catch." Jean says out loud mindlessly.

"Beautiful target?" Armin peaks his head through his door wondering what on earth Jean was mumbling about. Blushing, Jean scrambles to find an answer for Armin.

"I-I WAS JUST THINKING A-ABOUT SOMEONE I LIKE THAT'S ALL!"

"Oh, and who is that?" Armin ask slyly as he appears in front of Jean with a smirk with his arms crossed.

"N-no one, what took so long anyways?"

"I had a lot of make-up on okay."

"Y-yeah sure." Jean mumbles looking down to the ground.

"Anyways, why did your school transfer you here?"

"O-oh yeah...I don't know, they said the best acting school was in L.A."

"Oh, what school is that?"

"Star High University."

"Wow sounds corny and cliche."

"Eh, it's not that bad. It'll get me to be an actor so I can finally be along side my idols."

"Hmm, sounds like you have everything together."

"Kinda, I still have to pass the re-entrance exam."

" Hey I have to take one too."

"Wait, but I thought you went to a different school."

"Well I do,but it's just as apart of the deal I have to attend another school."

"W-what school?"

"I don't know yet, I don't have all the details. I just have to find a talent and quick."

"Armin why are you making yourself go through so much?"

"Because I made a promise."

"You barely even know this jerk."

"He seems nice, but he's kind of rude."

"When do I get to meet this guy?"

"Whoa, you never will. This is my business. I'm only telling you this because you're my friend okay. Just trust me."

"Fine, I'll trust you,not him."

"Anyways do you want some ice cream?"

"Is that even a question?"

"Just making sure." Armin assured walking over to the fridge grabbing a carton on strawberry ice cream out of the freezer. Taking out two bowls, Armin served both him and Jean before placing them down on the table. While eating in silence, Armin heard a buzz come from his phone along with his text tone.

Grabbing the device out of his pocket Armin flipped the phone open to reveal the message. Looking at the tiny screen with unamused eyes, the blond sighed and continued to eat his ice cream.

"Who was it?"

"That model guy telling me my schedule tomorrow. Boy is he lucky it's my day off of school and work. Ah, but I'm so tired."

"What exactly is this prick making you do?"

"Well you know that school you are gonna audition for, well now I have to audition there too. Ahh my audition is tomorrow, I don't know what my talent is. I'm too short to be a model. I can't dance or act. What am I going to do?"

"W-wait you're going into the same school as me? Well at least if you get in we'll both have a friend. Then again, you won't be you."

"Yeah, and I'm already in. The audition is a formality."

"Then why the hell are you auditioning."

"So people don't complain. Ahh, all those rich people are so ugh..."

"Not all of them are that way."

"I know, but still I don't want to get bullied."

"I don't think you will."

"H-hey, help me practice for the audition tomorrow!You can even sleep over!"

"Well sure, I-I mean I'm busy and all but I can help you."

"Thanks, now what should my talent be?"

"Singing?"

"I haven't sung in years."

"Well we're working all night."

"I guess, okay. Let's start preparing!"

And practice they did. Throughout the day and night, Jean helped Armin practice until he couldn't practice anymore. In the morning when Armin woke up, he saw that Jean had left. Shrugging it off, the tired blond started to get himself ready to take a bus back to Eren's place. Simply slipping on his shoes, and grabbing his bag Armin was out the door.

The only thing, Armin did before leaving was brush his teeth. He figured since the three sisters would change his clothes anyways why not go straight as he wakes up. Yawning into his hand as he waits patiently for the bus to come, Armin looked up to the sun struggling to rise.

"I feel it." Armin comments to the sun. Boarding the bus, Armin watched as the buildings turn from apartments to mansions within minutes. When it came to Beverly Hills, Armin walked to Eren's house getting passed the guards using his new alias. When he approached the house, he lazily raised his hand to knock on the door.

Waiting a few minutes as he heard running coming from what he assumed was the stairs, he waited for the door to open. When it did, he was met with a half naked Eren. After seeing the bare chest with sculpted abs right in front of him, Armin reached over to touch them to see if they were real. Running his fingers along Eren's stomach, Armin felt a pang of jealousy.

"Like what you see?" Eren asked with a smirk on his face. Taking his hands away from Eren's stomach, Armin looked to the side with a blush not even caring to answer his question.

"W-Where are the walls?"

"The walls?"

"You know those three women who will make me into a girl."

"They're waiting for you in your section of the house. Why do you call them the walls anyways?"

"I call them the walls because no matter how much I struggle to get away, it seems like one of them is a wall in my way...Why do I have my own section?"

"You have your own place for reasons you don't need to know."

"O-okay...But why?"

"I said you don't need to know! Now j-just follow me."

"Fine, don't be so rude." Armin states as he follows Eren through the maze Eren calls a house. When the reached a wing of the house that was decorated differently from the main part, Armin was led to a room with the three 'walls' waiting.

"You girls know what to do, I have to get ready. Make him, less him and more girl." Eren orders before leaving.

"Are you done yet? Your audition is in thirty minutes!?"

"I'm sorry Mr. Jaeger, but he's not ready yet." Sina says as the yelling from the other side of the door increases.

"Why is is screaming."

"Because he saw the undergarments."

"Then don't put it on him."

"We need him to get a female's hour glass shape, in order to do that he needs a corset."

"And?"

"And, well, corsets make it hard to breathe."

"Then, don't make him wear it. Oh my god it's that simple!"

"I-I'm sorry, we'll only have him wear the upper part then." Opening the door, Sina yells at her sisters who were pinning Armin's hands to the wall to stop what they were doing. Telling them the new orders, they stopped what they were doing, and did as they were told. Within five minutes Armin was out of the room and in front of Eren.

Armin was wearing a long sleeved pink sweater vest, with little bits of his collared undershirt showing around the top. He also had on a two layer black skirt with strawberry prints decorating it. The whole look was then tied together with Armin's make-up,hair, pink bow bag, knee high socks, and brown school shoes.

"Whoa you have boobs!" Eren points out as Armin shielded his chest.

"I-It's not like I wanted them, b-but it was better than the corset!"

"Yeah okay, umm, lets get going before you're late. Y-You have a talent ready right?"

"Yeah. I-I'm just a bit nervous."

"You'll do fine, okay. Just chill, if it's something you're passionate about then I'm sure you'll do well."

"Wow that has to be the nicest thing I've heard you said."

"What?"

"Nothing."

" Next up to audition Cho Hee Adams." The announcer says into the speaker. Taking a deep breath Armin walked into the center of the room and bowed looking among the people in front of him. Automatically he noticed Eren was there smiling evilly as if waiting for Armin to mess up or run away crying. Looking at this made Armin took the microphone that was being handed to him, and held onto it tightly.

"What will you be doing for us Cho Hee?" One of the teachers asked.

"I-I, w-will be singing a song c-called L-Love High. I'm sorry, b-but it's not in English." Grabbing a piece of paper out of his bag, Armin walked over and gave it to the teachers for them to read while he sang. "T-those are the English translations to it, so u-um ready to go."

"Very well then, tech, start her instrumental."

Taking in deep breath Armin closed his eyes,and placed his hand over his chest to count his heart beats. In hopes to calm himself down, Armin twitched his hands a bit trying to get the odd sensation to stop. His nerves only seemed to increase as the music started to near the time where he had to sing. When it was indeed time for him to utter words, he began singing a bit shaky in the beginning only to eventually even out.

"I dream high I dream a dream
When it's tough, I close my eyes and
The moment my dream comes true
continue to recall and get up
at the end of fear today too I tremble
Like a baby bird, would it fall, unable to fly
repeatedly I can do it, can my dream come true
every time I'm fearful, my belief walking step by step again

I dream high I dream a dream
When it's tough, I close my eyes and
The moment my dream comes true
continue to recall and get up..."

As Armin sang on, everyone in the entire room was captivated by his voice. Surprised at how perfectly he sang the song even though it wasn't in English. Listening to his heavenly voice, the one that was the most shocked was Eren. His face shifted from a smirk to an open mouth, watching as the person he doubted had any talent at all sing like a pro in front of him.

Looking over to the English lyrics the teachers had, Eren leaned over and read every word of the song. He was surprised that he chose a perfect song for the audition. A song about nerves and pushing through to accomplish your dream is what the school was about. If this audition wasn't rigged, it would have been no question that Armin would have gotten in.

Without anyone noticing the song had ended,silence surrounded the whole room. No one said a word, no one had words for what they had just witnessed.

"Y-you're in! You're in! You don't even need to take the second trial of this audition, you're in!That song was just perfect!" The singing coach of the teachers stands up and yells clapping, starting a chain reaction. Soon enough, people were rushing up to Armin congratulating him. Accepting each congratulation, Armin smiled surprised he was able to pull it off himself.

Looking past the crowd, Armin saw Eren approach him running just as the others had. Remembering it was time to keep up the act, Armin ran towards Eren as well, only to be lifted up in the air. Pretending to enjoy Eren lifting him, Armin laughed. Feeling Eren's muscle's relax more and his grip loosen, Armin took this as he was going to be let down but that's not what happened.

The next thing Armin knew was that is face was getting closer to Eren's. Shrugging it off, assuming it was going to be a cheek kiss Armin pucker his lips. However, Eren had other plans. Influenced by everyone's happiness, the brunette kissed Armin on the lips before putting him down.

Looking down at Armin he could see a surprised yet embarrassed face that was starting to turn red. Armin then covered his mouth, and ran out the door surprising everyone. Being shot back into reality Eren realized he had just broken one of Armin's rules.

"Shit," He cursed to himself before turning to everyone else, " Sorry she gets really embarrassed when we show PDA." After assuring everyone else of the 'reason' why Armin left. Eren bolted out the door trying to find out where Armin had gone.

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