the new sensation - Tom Kaulitz

Chapter Nine: Forced Apology

(the song is Misery Business by Paramore)

(also a short chapter)

(Rory POV)

After the events from yesterday Alohi and Naomi dragged us down to the catering area and made us girls sit down at this large circled table. "I hope you girls know the difference between teamwork and rivalry? What happened yesterday was unprofessional and to make things worse, reporters were there interviewing me when it happened. Now it's all over the news." Naomi spoke sternly. She was right it was all over the news. I woke up to Riley banging on my door and telling me to turn on the news. I turned it on and sure enough the fight video was playing. We were now being asked to make a public apology to the girls. "I'll apologize when Jara starts to kick their ass to the curb." Rain said as Jara glared at her. "Shut the fuck up." She said leaning back in her chair. "No. Your friends are Fake. Plastic. And are bubble head blonde bimbos. They treat you like crap and are only friends with you because of the fame of the band. Now. if you don't mind I'd like to go back to sleep considering it is 5 in the fucking morning. I ain't apologizing for shit." Rain ranted before storming off to the tour bus. "Anybody got anything else to add?" Naomi said. "I'm not apologizing. Rory and I have hated those girls since elementary school. I highly doubt Rory's going to apologize considering she's the one holding the largest grudge. I'm not doing it." Riley spoke also walking off. I shook my head standing up. "Where are you going?" Alohi asked. "To sleep in my hotel room. Fuck this shit." I said as I walked off with Blair behind me. "Are you driving back?" She asked. I nodded heading to my car. "Can you give me a ride to my girlfriend's house?" she asked. "Yeah." I answered before we drove off.

"So, what's her name?" I asked as Blair gave me a look. "Paige." She answered. "Badass name. What's she like?" I asked as Blair scoffed. "Honestly she's a lot like you. Sarcastic, blunt, stoic... emo." Blair answered as I rolled my eyes. "Seriously?" "Well, she's more scene emo but you know what I mean." Blair said as I glared at her. "When are you gonna tell the others?" I asked. "When all this cools down. Do you think Jara will come around?" she asked. "I have no idea. You know her. She's stubborn, hot-headed, and arrogant most of the time. Worst case scenario, the band is done. Jara will give us silent treatment all our lives and we'll go broke." I said as Blair hummed. "Do you think we'll break up?" she asked as I pulled into the driveway. "No. I believe my instincts more than logic. Have fun, but not too much fun." I said as Blair glared at me for my inappropriate joke before getting out.

"I blocked them." Jara blurted out to everyone on the tour bus including the boys. She stared at the ceiling not caring about the reactions of her family members and friends. "Ok. So now what do we do about the public apology?" Blair said as I smirked. "We make it sound as fake as ever." I answered as the girls looked at me knowing my plan. Later on me and the girls walked into a conference room were the flashing cameras and reporters were in constant mayhem. I stood in the middle with all the microphones on me. Earlier I gave the girls instructions to not show any emotions or remorse while I would speak in a monotone, to make it sound like I could give a fuck less. The flashing lights went off as reporters were trying to ask questions. "I'm sorry we won't be answering any questions since we still have to leave and prepare for our concert tonight. Anyway, we, the Band, The Mintz, have come today to make a public apology towards the girls in the video that I would assume you all have seen. If not, you've living under a rock. we, as a group, are in a painful position because of the events of yesterday and we sincerely apologize to those in the fight. We hope you can accept this apology and if not... Well, then you can definitely shove it up your ass and deal with it like everybody else. Thank you for your time." I explained while we left the room with reporters yelling at us with questions and criticism. We went back on to our tour bus where the boys were and where Naomi and Alohi were. "You can never put on a professional mask for the public can you, Rory?" Naomi asked as I walked past her. "When it comes to bitches that piss me off. Nope." I said.