Yvonne and Kia were sitting in the back of the car, convincing me how the plan was totally was going to work and if it didn't then running away to Australia would be our back-up plan. While Paul was driving, laughing along with their stupid plans. They were only trying to make me feel comfortable but I was still bricking it.

This was crazy. I was going to pretend to be my brother, and I had to get away with it for 9 whole months. I love soccer but even I think this is taking that love just a little too far. I just hope that I'd get away with it, without any hiccups along the way.

'Here we are.' Paul said, turning towards me with a smile.

Yvonne and Kia leaned forward with the same smile. It seemed that everyone was smiling apart from me. I found nothing smile about.

'I can't do this.' I said, running my fingers through my wig which was firmly attached.

We had discussed the hair at length. Kia had wanted me to cut it like a boy but I loved my long black hair, and I was adamant that it wouldn't be cut. Paul had found one of the best wigs, and had clipped it slightly so it looked realistic.

'Don't be ridiculous.' Paul said, shaking his head and then wagging a finger at me. 'I haven't gone through all this hard work, for you to just back out.'

'Babe, you look great.' Kia said, running a hand through my hair. 'Your hair feels good, like real hair.'

'I would totally go for you, hotter than the real Sebastian.' Yvonne assured me.

'He is the real Sebastian.' Paul said, he was trying to make me some sort of method actor which was sort of working but I was still trepidatious. 'I would second Yvonne in saying that I would totally go for you.'

'Third that.' Kia said, giving me a peck on the cheek to affirm her answer.

I flushed as the wet kissed landed but it gave me so much more courage. I shouldered my bag and hopped out of the car. Paul rolled down the window; I winked at my best friends.

'See you guys.' I said in my guy voice.

Kia had said my guy voice was real sexy; I had spent many hours before this moment perfecting it until it just came naturally to me. I had tried copying other guys' voices but in the end I came up with my own husky guy voice which I admitted was kinda sexy but nothing like the real Sebastian Hasting. I just hoped it would fool everyone else.

I gave them a salute and walked towards the school building. There were so many students milling around but I walked on confidently. I didn't do a stupid strut that Kia had suggested because I had looked like an idiot and as if I was trying way too hard. I didn't want to be completely fake.

It may have been my imagination but as I walked to my room, I noticed a lot of girls looking my way and giving my flirtatious smiles. It made me feel a little uncomfortable but I was happy that the disguise was working and when they did smile I felt something else but I couldn't decipher it.

I reached my room; I took a deep breath and opened the door. Inside were three guys. One of the them was laying on the bed, without a shirt and was looking very hot, whilst the other two were playing a some sort of video game; one guy looked very much Paul's type with brown hair and kinda lanky and the other was an African American with wild dreadlocks. They all turned towards me.

'Hi.' I said simply. 'I'm Sebastian.'

The guy, who had been lying down, got up and held out his hand.

'Heya Sebastian.' He said turning towards the other guys. 'I'm Duke, your roommate; these two are Andrew and Toby they are across the hall.'

'Hey.' The guys said simultaneously, giving me a small wave and getting back to the game.

'So, do you guys play soccer?' I asked, trying to get a conversation going.

'Yep.' All the guys said, at once.

'Do you?' Duke asked.

'Yeah.' I said with a smile, as I started to unpack, carefully hiding my tampons at the bottom of my bag. 'When are the try-outs?'

'Today, in like an hour.' Andrew answered, helpfully,

'Cool.' I said, I threw my bag in the closet and then sat on my bed.

I had to make friends, but I had no idea what to say to these guys and they weren't exactly being open towards me. I decided to text Yvonne for some advice. I got my reply after a minute.

Talk about girls. Sports. Stuff like that.

I looked at this reply but I was unsure. I tried talking about soccer but that conversation had fallen dead. Girls? What?

'Do you guys have girlfriends?' I said, sure that Duke would, with a body like that.

'Nah.' They answered, and then went back to what they were doing.

Great advice… These guys are so boring. I texted Yvonne, I was tempted to ask Kia's advice but I knew she would reply something like, talk about sex. I was definitely not comfortable doing that.

I got another text, I hoped it was Yvonne with better advice but it was Justin. God, can't that boy get a hint. I growled. I blocked his number, after sending a reply, telling him exactly what I thought of him.