all for you ; bill kaulitz

𝙞𝙫. the start of the begininng

I SIT quietly, swinging my feet and watching the cars go by; waiting patiently for mine.

the trees blew gently from the wind. the sun kissed my exposed legs. bill and i had stared quietly at the trail of ants leading into the grass.
"do you think we scare them?" he laughs softly, interrupting the comfortable silence, "no idea." i giggle; falling back into a trance.
the beaming of the sun could have sent me straight to sleep.

after today, life had started to feel as if it was going to get a little easier. i had thought the worse and never decided to think about the good that could happen. especially when it came to meeting ada and the boys. but what if i don't talk to them tomorrow? what if ada has her own thing going on and she was just helping me around the school?

i really know how to ruin good thoughts.

"he's here." tom taps bill and they both stand up. "your rides coming?" tom asks, grabbing his backpack. "mhm.." i nod, squinting a smile as the sun beams against me. "alright, glad to have met you gen. see you tomorrow?" bill questioned.
my heart warmed and my anxiety drifted. my prayers had been answered. everything just continues to get better and better.

"if you want." i grin and they laugh. "auf jeden fall. wir sehen uns morgen genevienne!" tom blurts, pulling bill as they make their way to the large escalade.

a large gentleman had stood outside the door, closing it for them and entering back into the car. i wave as the door shuts; they wave back through the tinted glass.

for the love of god i hope my parents didn't forget about me...

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i throw my bag to the floor of my room and jump to my bed. it felt so good to finally be able to lay on my comfortable sheets.

but not for long. not in these clothes.

i jump up and remove my clothing. i grab the towel hanging from my door and walk into my bathroom.

after a long, stressful day of school- all that was needed was a warm shower, warm enough to almost knock me out.
i remove my clothing and run the water; looking at myself in the mirror; admiring who i was while the water warmed.

i couldn't seem to remove tokio hotel from my mind. i was so fascinated to find out what kind of music they made and just how famous they were. shockingly, i hadn't known about them. yet again, i had lived in america and this is germany. two very different places.
still, finding out about them would ease every little thought in my mind. i wanted to hear bill sing, i wanted to hear the guitar and the drums- i wanted to hear the way the bass was incorporated. i needed to listen to it.