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Chapter 2

       MAY 29TH 2006
          TIME; 10:45 | LOCATION; LA, CALIFORNIA,

✮.        I sat on a couch, drinking some wine. Sylvia was sitting next to me, on a phone call. Cat and Raquel were obviously being all buddy buddy with some other bands. I didn't really feel like socializing that much, even if it is something I do often. I placed my wine glass down on a table, looking around, scanning the room.

         You know for a pretty popular event full of bands and celebrities, you'd think it'd be much more fun. As always paparazzi were in the area, photographing people as much as they could and overall just being annoying with all their flashing lights and bullshit. Thankfully Raquel had an extra pair of sunglasses in her bag, so I did put those on whenever the paparazzi took pictures of me or something.

         Out of the corner of my eye, I saw that one dreadheaded boy giving me glances. I looked over in his direction and he gave me a smile, moving his piercing around with his tongue and then turned away, I scoffed a bit and turned to my right, noticing Sylvia giving me a smile.

✮.         “What?” I questioned, and her smile turned wide as she hung up her phone call and put her phone in her purse.

         “So when were you gonna tell me Tom Kaulitz had a thingy with you?” She said, and I quickly made a face of disgust. Did she just..?? Oh no the fuck she didn't.

         “What!? Oh hell fucking no Syl, gross.” I responded, leaning my arm against the arm of the couch, frowning.

        “Well I mean, even if you did. You gotta admit it'd make sense, you're pretty, and he's fine. Perfect jawline, the prettiest brown eyes, a lip piercing that just pulls it all together..” She said, looking at him with a dreamy look on her face.

         “Not to mention he's our rival. Get your head in the game Syl.” I answered back, snapping in her face.

         “Pfft, why put my head in the game when I could be giving him head.” She smirked, and I gagged, she couldn't be serious. Then again she never is, that's just Syl I guess.

         “Don't ever say that to my face, again..” I groaned, grabbing my wine and taking another drink...

! TIMESKIP !

✮.        Eventually, when the event ended, Me and the other girls were heading back to our limo. When we arrived, I waited for them to get inside, before I saw Tom again. He was with his other band members, walking to their own ride to leave the event.

         We made eye contact, and he gave me a nod and a smile, I scoffed and got into the limo. Why does he think we're best friends or something? We hate each other, well.. we're supposed to hate each other, boy band vs girl band, it's just how it works I guess. Especially since we're both competing for top charts. We just can't interact positively again, at least in front of people and paparazzi. But whatever, off of that topic.

         We began driving away from the event, while Syl, Cat and Raquel were busy dancing away with drinks in hand, I remained my focus on writing some new songs for the album. Course the other three are the party girls, obviously I do know how to party, but when you need a new album as of right now then parties are not my main focus. I sat in the backseat, a notebook and pen in hand, thinking of what I should write for a song.

         This new album was a collab with Rob Zombie, and I love Rob Zombie. So it should definitely be something on point, something on theme. His favorite song of mine was Living Dead Girl, so why not make it something similar to that? I wrote some stuff down on my notebook, ideas for song titles and what the lyrics would be about.

✮.         When I was done with ideas, I set the notebook down, and we arrived at our hotel. We quickly grabbed our items and other stuff we brought and headed inside, our bodyguards following closely behind. When we made it to our room, Syl and Cat instantly headed for the TV, while Raquel went for a shower. I sat outside on the balcony, thinking to myself. I really do not wanna tell you guys what I was thinking, but for plot reasonings I kinda am required too. Stupid author, fuck you.

        The thought of the interaction I had with Tom stuck in my mind, although I did swear on my heart and soul he was a rival, along with his whole entire band, he didn't seem too bad. He looked sweet, a nice soft look in his eyes, however I do know his reputation. Sleeping with groupies, getting drunk often, being the horniest one out of his entire band.. although, I did hear it was just something he does for the cameras, and is actually quite shy despite his confident act. I will admit this is something I do admire about him, but don't get me wrong I'm still a hater. So don't take my words seriously at all. Actually do, just the part where I say I hate him, take THAT seriously.

        See admitting this at all is just pure embarrassing. I remained on my seat out on the balcony, staring at the moon. I heard Syl and Cat still on the TV, probably watching Mean Girls or something. They love that movie, so much they required our band to wear pink on Wednesday's. Including at concerts, even though it doesn't even fit our concert aesthetic at all, but gotta do what makes your friends happy right? When I was done with my little outing, I headed back into the room, Raquel was now wearing a towel at the vanity in the room, doing her skincare. So I made my way into the bathroom, taking a shower to clear my head...

TBC NEXT TIME ON.......

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