A/N: This story has been inspired by "But why am I Jessica" by Lalaland972. Go read her story if you haven't already. I would also like to thank my wonderful beta TheRealBeccaWrites, thank you for helping me along the way.

I will post a new chapter every Tuesday and Saturday. Please enjoy :)

Prologue - Choke, bitch!

I was ready to fall asleep, why was this lecture so boring? It was almost as if the professor was trying to lull the students to sleep. He could have sung a lullaby and it would have had the same effect on me. His monotone voice was slowly blending in with all the other noises in the hall.

"Not a chance, if I have to suffer, you have to as well," my friend said next to me and jabbed her elbow into my ribs.

I jolted up; I hadn't even realized that my body was slowly gravitating towards my desk. My eyes flew open again. When had I closed them?

"I am awake, I am awake," I harshly whispered and saw the smug look on her face. "What was that for? I thought you listening was enough?" I moaned playfully and tried to narrow my eyes at her.

In the end, I couldn't keep it up for long, looking at her big doe eyes, and let at's lazy grin take over my face. She huffed and tucked a stray blond strand of hair behind her ear. Then, she jabbed me again.

"Hey, stop it, I am awake, I swear. What is up with you today, are your hormones fluctuating again?" I asked but kept my voice to a whisper. Her eyes gleamed and I saw the corners of her mouth twitch in amusement.

"You hurt my feelings, and as a matter of fact, they are. Just so you know," she answered and turned away from me as if offended. "And now, take notes. I know you; you are going to ask for mine at the end of the lecture anyways if you don't take any now."

I sighed.

"You just know me so well," I said and turned away from her. The professor's voice grew louder in my head again. I slowly chewed on my chewing gum. Mint flavour and still flavoured after an hour of popping it in. My loyal little chewing gum, the only thing that kept me sane.

The professor walked up and down, trying to explain absolute and relative cost advantages to us. What a drag, I already understood the principle from the last lecture. Maybe I could go back to sleep, and hopefully, Kate wouldn't jab me awake again, evil little-

"Did you register for your exams?" Kate said, her tone almost bored as if there was only one answer I could give.

"Exams?" The word slipped over my lips in disbelief and I could feel all blood drain out of my face.

Suddenly, I felt as if I had eaten ash and threw it back up. My heart was pounding in my ears, and I just wanted to disappear from the surface of this earth.

"Viv, please don't tell me you forget about the registration period," my friend said again and even she looked a little paler now. I could see the white of her eyes.

Shit, how could I have been so stupid? This whole semester, all the work, everything I have put in it, for what? Nothing. It was all worthless now. I wouldn't be able to do any exams, I had to retake them next semester.

Why was I so stupid? How could I have forgotten?

"I did," I whispered, closing my eyes. And then tragedy struck. I inhaled my chewing gum.

My eyes widened. I tried to breathe in, forcing my chest to go up and down. No breath was coming in, no sweet air was expanding my desperate lungs. It almost felt like I was going to vomit. Still no breath. I reached up with my hands, embracing my throat with them. My thoughts were racing. Was I going to die? Choking on a piece of mint gum in the middle of a lecture just because I forgotten to register myself for some stupid exams? Wow, that sounded sad actually. I read once that chewing gum is one of the worst things to choke on because you could hardly get it out again. I don't know if that was true or not. At this moment I hoped it was not. I could feel it in my throat. No breathing. Kate saw that something was wrong with me.

"Viv? Oh god, Vivian!" She blurted out, grasping my arms as her voice grew more hysteric and her face more panicked. I looked at her, my horror-filled eyes looking into hers. Breathe, just breathe, it is easy, see? Your chest is already going up and down, now just draw the air in, this little voice was saying in my head. I tried to comply, tried to obey.

Slowly, the world tilted sideways, and then everything became dark.

I woke up laying on the ground. Right away, I could tell something was off. My body just didn't feel right. I was breathing heavily, as if I had never drawn a breath in my life. Everything felt weirdly weird, awkward, like during puberty where you just wake up one morning and you discover that you have grown some boobs overnight and now have to wear bras.

My eyes flew open, I groaned and reached up with my hand to cover my eyes. The light was too bright and was conveniently shining right onto my face. Somehow, I miscalculated the reach of my arms and smacked myself on the forehead instead. I drew my brows together when I saw them.

Taking a really long look at my hands, I mean, really looking at them, I realized that those were definitely not my hands. The fingers were much longer than mine, and the nails! I had fucking claws, not nails. And the dead giveaway, they were painted pink, this sparkling lighter-toned princess-y kind of pink. What the hell? When did that happen?

"Can you hear me? You choked on a piece of gum, but I could get it out using the Heimlich maneuver," a light feminine voice said. It was almost musical, as if every word she spoke had been sung. I never had heard this voice before; I would have remembered.

Blinking the confusion and creeping horror of an even more horrible suspicion away, a face shifted into focus. I jerked back and winced because my head was still pounding. Before me stood the most beautiful human being I had ever seen. I am not exaggerating, she looked like a fairy. Dark pixy hair cut, honey eyes, and porcelain skin, which almost seemed transparent. She looked almost out of this world, god-like and unnatural beautiful.

Wow, why haven't I noticed her before? I would have totally hit on her. Since when was she in my lecture? I would have definitely remembered her. One does not easily forget a face like that. She wrinkled her forehead. Oh, I forgot to answer, right.

"Yeah, I am fine. Well, thanks for saving my life! Do I have to promise you my first-born child now as payment or do you also accept cash?" I asked, trying to joke off the serious situation. I froze, my voice sounded different, kind of shrill and high. Maybe it is a side effect of the choking? Speaking of that, my throat did feel sore.

My joke didn't land, and the beautiful girl gave me an awkward smile. I cringed internally. Why am I like this? The first thing I say to her, and I might just have ruined my chances, god damn it. Now I already insult otherworldly beings. And the beautiful ones at that too.

I sat up a little on the ground and looked around. Confused about what I saw, I let my eyes wander around again. There were tables and benches and more tables and benches, even some tables and chairs. On one side, there were more tables, and food. I was definitely in a cafeteria, but it was not the cafeteria from my university. I don't recognize this place at all, I have never been here, I am pretty sure. Did I hit my head on the way down? Was I in a coma?

People stood around me forming a semi-circle, staring at me. Their nameless faces were staring into my soul, and I felt a little intimidated. I didn't know them, there wasn't one single familiar face around me. Their staring made me feel uncomfortable and I automatically sat up a little straighter.

"Where am I?" I looked down on myself, "Who am I? What am I? When am I? Why am I?" I asked but only because I thought it was kind of funny. I mean, who would I be? Vivian Backer, 23 years old. When would I be? 2019. Why am I? Because I have a conscious, a rather philosophical question. I wasn't entirely sure if this is the right answer to this question, perhaps I don't even exist and am solely the fragment of-

"Lauren, are you sure you feel alright? I think you hit your head on the way down," the girl said, sounding slightly worried. She was worried for me? I felt touched.

Her small fingers shot up and turned my head to the side. Her ice-cold fingers lingered on my skin, and I sighed. Why did her touch feel so soothing? With one of her fingers, she traced my temple. I winced. When did I become such a bitch? (That IS funny, because I am one, wait a little longer)

"Yeah, that looks like a bruise. Maybe we should bring you to the nurse's office," she said and got up swiftly. I still sat on the floor, a little dumbfounded. Seriously, where am I? What was going on? Even if this was a fragment of my imagination, it seemed too real. Scarily real.

The girl grabbed my arm and helped me up. Her grip was a little painful and I still wasn't in full control of this body, she was surprisingly strong. I wobbled once my feet had to support my full weight, but I caught myself on time. Tripping in front of that gorgeous girl was the last thing I wanted to do.

"Lauren, are you okay? Oh my god, I almost thought you died. Don't ever do that again," another girl shrieked and latched onto my arm.

I wanted to back away, bewildered. Who was she? Why was she so worried for me? This all was getting too much. This didn't make any sense at all!

The girl with the wild curly brown hair looked at me with fearful eyes. I just continued to look at her in bewilderment, totally amazed. Why do they call me Lauren? Do I have a secret twin who looks exactly like me? Is this some kind of soap opera? Are there cameras?

Now I noticed, the girl looked small, but that can't be right. I had been 5'4, but now it felt like I was much taller. Weird. Maybe she was just a dwarf.

"Who the fuck is Lauren? I don't even know a girl named Lauren," I said and looked at her. She let go of me, it was her turn now to back away. "And who are you?" I asked when she didn't react. She just kept starring at me like I suddenly grew a second head.

"Jessica, I think you should take her to the nurse's office," the pale girl said from behind me. I shot her a quick glance and caught her raised eyebrows and her pinched lips.

Jessica, apparently, nodded and grabbed my arm again, and pulled me through the crowd. She was parting the crowd like Moses parted the sea. My head began hurting again and I started to feel nauseous. What was going on here? Where was I?

I looked over my shoulder, my eyes gliding over the crowd. My eyes were immediately drawn to specific people. As if I knew them. As if they could help me.

A pretty girl with long brown hair, holding the hand of a tall handsome guy with brownish hair and stoic features. A buff dude who looked like he was doing steroids, arms around a gorgeous blonde. Another blond, this time a male, who had a painful expression but was beautiful, nevertheless. A guy with spiky blond hair. A girl with dark brown long hair and glasses.

Why do they seem so familiar? It was nudging something in the back of my mind. Hm, I feel like I should know this. I looked at the girl with the pixy cut again. She had a sharp face and stoic features. It was on the tip of my tongue. Harry Potter? No, there were no wands, as far as I could tell. Vampire Diaries? No, I hadn't actually watched that. Outlander? No, not enough Scots.

Then it hit me like a ton of bricks.

"Holy shit. You got to be kidding me," I let out a whisper. "You are that bitch from twilight!" I exclaimed and pointed at a girl with long brown hair and a pretty face.

The girl flinched, looked confused and turned away to seek support from the boy standing next to her. He laid a protective arm around her waist and pulled her closer.

"No, please, don't turn away. Help me," I almost yelled. Why was Bella Swan here? Were these the Cullens? Was I in Twilight? It cannot be true. It simply cannot. It is just not logical, not real.

"Lauren, you are confused. Go with Jessica to the nurse," Edward said in a tone I couldn't quite place. I felt tears gathering in the corners of my eyes. It felt like I was going crazy. They were certainly acting that way.

"But-" I started to say, wanted to say so much more but didn't know how to put it into words. I didn't know how to explain "I am from another dimension please send me back".

"Come on, maybe the nurse will let you go home," Jessica interrupted my stuttering and grabbed my arm again.

"That would be great, I really just want to go home, preferably now," I whispered, meaning another home than Jessica did.

Then, the reality of my situation came crashing down on me with full force and my world tilted again. Only this time it wasn't because I wasn't breathing, which I consider an upgrade. I mean, you gotta learn from your past mistakes after all.