Here's the first, sneak peek chapter of Identity Switch. The rest of the story is coming soon, but I already finished writing the whole story so when the story is finally out, you won't have to worry about any late updates.

So sit back with a corndog.

Read with a ginger ale.

And enjoy yhe wonderful chapter you're about to read.

**Curtains start to rise and story starts**


*-*-*Alyssa's POV*-*-*

For the last two years of my life, I've been know as Josh Devine's sister. Not Alyssa Devine. At school all people would talk to me about was if I met One Direction, or if I was pregnant with one of their kids. To make a long story short, I don't think anyone really knew my name.

"If you see Harry again, give him my number." the school slut said, handing me a piece of paper with a phone number.

When she left, I crumbled it up and threw it away in the nearby garbage can. Thank god school was over. Josh was picking me up and said that he was gonna tell me something important, so I was eager to find out.

I spotted his red sports car and hopped in.

"Hey Lyss, how was school?" he asked, as he drove out of the parking lot.

"Josh, it was school. But I'm considering transferring." I sighed, dropping my bag onto the floor.

"Again? Alyssa, transferring schools every time someone finds out I'm your brother isn't gonna help." he explained, making a sharp turn.

"But I can't do this anymore, Josh. No one talks to me about anything but life as your sister and if I met the boys." I cried, feeling my eyes water.

He tensed up. "Yeah, about that...."

I turned to face him, with confusion. "Oh no, is this the important thing you were gonna tell me?"

He sighed. "I asked management if I can take a break off work and go on vacation, but they won't let me. You see, I already booked the tickets and everything, so I can't cancel....so I need someone to cover for me..."

I looked at him dead in the eyes.

"Where are you going with this??" I nervously asked.

"To make a long story short, I need you to pretend to be me." he continued.

"WHAT?!" I screamed, making him jump. "You're saying you want me, a girl, to pretend to be you, a boy, as One Direction's drummer till you come back?"

"Yeah, pretty much." he said with no hesitation.

"But what if someone finds out?! I can play the drums, but won't people be suspicious an-"

"I'll buy you Snickers bars for an entire year." he interrupted.