May woke up because she heard yelling.

"May, wake up. You are late for the class."

Thinking she was dreaming, she wanted to turn over and sleep. So she did. But the yelling intensified.

"May, you are never late. So, get up now."

May felt thunderstruck.

Who said she was never late? If something, May was always late.

"Honestly,  I don't understand how you sleep like a pig when you are drunk."
She heard the voice mumbling.

Now May was awake. Because she never drank. Alcohol was strictly a no on her list. She stayed away from any addiction.

Except for one. That one addiction was more than enough to topple her world.

She opened her eyes and did a double take. She was not here when she fell asleep.

And that voice was someone she never knew. If it was someone else, they would not believe this scenario.

But May was not. She read numerous books so she instantly made a logical link and connected it all to time travel- Rebirth- Transmigration episode.

A TRT, she decided. She checked herself. It was her body. So there was no soul-switching. And the place was not familiar. So she did not time travel, at least no time travel to the past.

And there were no huge changes in her hands, so no future time travel. Then she tried to see if she could get a memory.

In all the books she read, the person would get memories of another person after traveling. She tried very hard but it was of no use.

That made her even happier. She wasn't some other person. It was good. Because it was tough to pretend to be some other person when you are often off your rail tracks.

That meant she wore somewhere with her own body. Now, she had to see if was in her world, a book world, or some alternate world.

This was just a dream come true for most book lovers. Who didn't want to transmigrate when reading a time travel book?

May decided to see if she could find something.

She then observed her surroundings. The room was really large. She wondered how much effort it could take her to clean. Her apartment cleaning almost took her breath away.

It was tidy with soft colors. She then spotted a phone on the nightstand that was very far away. She stumbled out of the bed that had the softest and fluffiest comforter.

Like sleeping on a cloud.

As she neared the nightstand, she saw something she missed. There was a studio space that was separated by a glass wall.

She changed her direction and moved towards the door separating her from now and the person she would be when she knew the truth.

She saw herself standing there posing an almost impossible pose with awards. She saw many pictures like that. But her attention was captured by the dresses she wore. That was a movie-worthy dress.

Something she could never afford.

She saw another photo with top actors and actresses. Now she understood one thing.

She became some kind of celebrity. That was good, right?

The life of a celebrity! Who didn't want that? A rich life of happiness.

May straightened herself and decided to first take a bath. She should look presentable.

And the bathroom was just Wow. The bathtub, the shampoos, the fluffy towels. She was instantly in love.

But the issue arose when she was choosing the clothes. She couldn't wear something someone wore. She wanted to see if there was something she could make do with.

That problem solved itself when she saw the huge closet. It looked like a paradise. The closet was the size of her apartment.

She found more unopened boxes and she decided to wear a new one. She opted for a pair of Jeans and a red T-shirt.

"Oh God, May! We are going to be late. You have to shoot for a commercial and then meet the new dance instructor today. Just try okay? The president asks you to do it once."

May felt she didn't understand anything. But just to keep her cover, she nodded.

The car moved slowly and May kept silent. She wasn't this singer May so she was thankful that her activities today weren't singing.

The shooting venue was a studio. The glaring lights made her uncomfortable.

"Miss May, we are shooting some cover pictures today. Just stand there and pose for the camera."

That was easy, right?

"May, are you fine? You look out of sorts. You perfectly managed to miss the cameras in every shot."

May listened to whispered yelling from Elsa.

"Sorry, Director Ryan, she is ready to shoot again."

May was really out of her element. But watching the pictures made her figure out how to pose.

The photoshoot wasn't awesome but it was okay.

"Not your best work, but it's okay. Your remuneration from today will be credited."

May saw the account statement in Elsa's phone and widened her eyes.

5 million

Wow. Wow. Wow.

Even her previous home wasn't worth that much. But only one photoshoot warned her this much. Her alter May was an awesome person.

The first thing May did after she reached home was make a new bank account and transfer ten thousand from that five million. She was just borrowing it.

She wouldn't take the money the other May had earned.

After transferring, she noticed the 1 on her WhatsApp icon.

She opened it curiously.

And she almost wanted to throw away the phone.

What? She exchanged lives with this guy. There was another guy named Jake. She then figured out his identity.

It was Jake, the singing sensation.

She took over his life. That was something, right?

It wasn't that she noticed idols or singers. He was famous, really famous. She heard all the teenagers humming his songs.

She wasn't a fan of him, though.

She was now very concerned about sending him a message considering she just transferred some money that was supposed to be in his account. She worked for it but still, it was because she was living his life that she could get that. It meant she was cheating, right? That was a big dilemma.

Well, if she had known that she was now Jake not May, she wouldn't have never done this.

It's one thing to take money from your alternate self but totally different if you took it from some celebrity. A celebrity who is followed by millions and millions of fans!