Sent from hell (Tom kaulitz story)

Chapter 3- Introduced

She was met with four sets of eyes and jaws dropped. She immediately recognized who they were. Tokio hotel

The boy who stood furthest from the right started to applaud, everyone else following. He had dark eye makeup and a very eccentric sense of style. His hair was long, combed back with a few black and white dreads hanging over his shoulders. the boy next to him was a bit calmer with his sense of style, same as the boy next to him. One had short brown hair and the other long brown hair with a side part. The last one she noticed looked like the boy with the white and black dreads, except he had long black braids, with a bandanna tied around his head. He wore baggy clothes and she noticed he also had a piercing
The boy with the dreads continued to clap excitingly
"That was amazing, where do you learn to do that!?" He exclaimed in broken English.
"I've had some practice here and there" she said, shrugging her shoulders, not wanting to engage in the conversation.
"I didn't know we let groupies play the instruments" remarked the boy in the black braids, with a douchey smirk on his face
Anzelika shot him a glare
"For your information, my dad is working as your stage manger, so watch your mouth" she shot back, her accent heavy in the sentence. She didn't even know who he really was and she already wanted to punch him in the face.
He let out a laugh
"So your father is our new stage manger?" He said. She shot him another glare, shooting daggers, which made his stomach turn, something she was very good at it seemed.
Anzelika nodded, annoyed at having to repeat herself
"I'm hoping he's better than the last one, the last guy was a complete moron, and a pervert I might add" he said, breaking eye contact and looking at the band. " I hope your father doesn't follow those footsteps"
"Don't say anything about my father or I'll rip your head off" she warned.

"She's bitchy but at least she's hot" he muttered in German to the others.
"Thank you, your not so bad yourself" Anzelika replied sarcastically in perfect German, causing the boy to choke on his words
"Y-you know German?" He said shocked , almost embarrassed she understood what he said
"Yes I know quite a bit despite being Ukrainian" she replied. Her sentences were short and cold, and she kept a stone face the entire time. She had learned German in school one year for her language class
"I noticed your accent, it's quite pretty" the boy with the long brown hair said. His accent was a bit easier to understand.
The boy with the black and white dreads stuck out his hand and introduced himself.
"I'm Bill , this is Georg, Gustav, and my twin brother, Tom" he said as he pointed to the boy with the black braids, who seemed to be staring at her now. She shot him another glare and went back to somewhat talking to the other boys.

Tom continued to stare at her. She was very beautiful, that he couldn't deny. He looked her up and down, chewing on his lip piercing as Bill and the others continued to talk to her. He observed every part of her. Something about her caught his eye, which wasn't common for Tom, him being known for somewhat of a player. He didn't know much about her, but he felt himself wanting to.

I know this chapter is a bit short but I wanted to introduce the band finally and give a insight of everything.