Style was never one of my strong suits. I never do anything crazy out of my clothes, but when I have to be on stage, I like to exaggerate a little more.
The belt holding up my fake leather pants have fake jewels and silver dots all around. The buckle filled with fake diamonds. Most of everything is actually fake. I didn't want real leather pants since it's made of animals. Disgusting. And it's gonna be very warm inside these black leather pants, but at least I look cool.
My blood red high heels make me seem like a rockstar. They match my silk shirt with the black corsage only around my waist and hanging in straps over my shoulders. I make sure not to tighten it too much, I want to be able to sing.
I waved my hair and did my makeup like a rockstar. My lips are dark and red and my eyes are outstandingly sexy. I look like a pocelin doll.Bonnie, being the bass player and further in the back, didn't want to do much out of her outfit. Her makeup is beautiful and her red curls fall on her shoulders like never before. She doesn't need to do much about her appearance to look like an angel. The same goes for Maggie.
She looks like a fox with the makeup she has done, and I can only say how much I love it.
Connie is still a little grumpy about earlier and the whole "me having sex with Tom Kaulitz" thing, but I managed to convince her to give them a chance. Just some time for them to prove that they aren't bad people or trying to steam our thunder."True... tell me that he at least has a six pack under those giant shirts." Connie says. I get a flashback to last night. When we were in the pool and the water made his body shine like in a movie. And when we were in my room and he took his clothes off and I was in a trance looking at him. It's safe to say that he is incredibly hot under the baggy clothes. And he deffinately works out.
"Yup. Yes he does. And if it makes any difference... he's pretty big too. I thought I wouldn't be able to walk..." I say with a smile, knowing that Connie wouldn't like me saying that.
"Wow wow wow, too much information." She says while Bonnie and Maggie start laughing, and I laugh along.
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Right before we're supposed to find our tour bus and we've packed all of our things again, something slides under the door to my room after the other girls left. I go to check what it is.
It's a piece of paper with something written on it. It says:— True,
I don't think I can really let you go just yet, so here is my number. I hope we'll see each other later before or after our concerts, and I hope that you have figured something out with your friends. I managed to convince Bill that you were okay after all.
— TomHis number is written under the note and I stick it in my back pocket with a smile knowing that I can call him whenever I miss him too much. I already miss his voice but his touch even more.
I gather all of my bags and place them outside my door so I can get myself fully ready. Bonnie and Maggie are already waiting but Connie is still in her room. We wait a little longer until we are all ready to go, and we head towards our tour bus that we will be living in for the next months.***
Sunlight reflects from the golden coloured bus and I have to put on my sunglasses since I have sensitive eyes. Inside, it's much more cozy. All the walls are brown and the kitchen looked fairly packed. The bathroom is small but it is what it is. There are drinks in the fridge but no food other than a few snacks and some cereal, but there's no milk.
Sleeping will probably be the hardest thing for me. Maggie is known for snoring and I am a very light sleeper. The matresses are comfortable and there's a light in each bunk. There are small curtains that you can draw in front of you so you feel like your at home. When I do that, it actually feels kind of nice. But the bed is still smaller than I would like and it's gonna take some getting used to.I wonder if Tom's tour bus looks similar. We obviously don't have the best tour bus ever since this is our first time going on a tour this long, but it's decent. I bet Tokio Hotel has a much better bus. Maybe one with seperate rooms and bigger beds? A girl can dream.
"If Maggie snores too much at night, I'm taking the couch and none of you can do anything about it." Connie says with a smile. She seems to have let the whole Tokio Hotel incident go. I don't know if I was really that convincing or if she just got tired of hating them. But I'm glad that she is enjoying the trip now.
"Oooo a TV. We need to check that out." Bonnie says and lays on the couch that Connie just reserved for night emergencies and turns on the TV that sits in the top corner of the room.
The kitchen and "living room" are basically connected. The fridge is in the living room while the rest of the food is in the room behind us. In front of us, we have the "bedroom" with a door that can close."Oh damn... Tokio Hotel TV..." I say when I turn around because I hear the usual Tokio Hotel song in the beginning of every video.
"We should have something like that too, shouldn't we? I mean we are on tour in AMERICA. Our fans would want this, right. Panic Soul TV. Sounds pretty good." Connie says. I'm surprised at how normal she looks and sounds.
"I thought you wanted nothing to do with Tokio Hotel." I say, sitting down on the other couch in front of Bonnie.
"I don't... but this isn't such a bad idea. They aren't entirely dumb." Connie says, looking at the TV. I look at her and the TV. She looks actually interested in whats happening on the screen. This is a big turn of events.
The bus starts driving which means there's less than an hour until we are at the arena. While listening to Tokio Hotel TV in the background, I take out my phone and dial in Tom's number and start a text.
Me- Does your bus have seperate rooms?
Tom- Two rooms with two beds in each. Me and Bill sleep in the same room and Georg sleeps with Gustav. You have one of those busses with two bunks in one room?
Me- Sadly, yes. And Maggie snores.
Tom- Gustav does too. I'm glad Georg is with him and not me. I kinda miss being in one room with all of them though. Good times.
Me- If we ever get famous enough to get a bigger bus, I'll probably miss this roo. But right now it's not the best.
Tom- Reasonable. We'll be at the arena in ten minutes. I hope I'll see you when you get here.
Me- Connie is softening. She is watching Tokio Hotel TV right now. Mega turn of events. If I see you we should probably not be in front of her just yet.
Tom- I've been there before, I know where we can be alone...
Me- Can't wait. Gotta go, Connie is getting suspicious. I never text this much.
I catch myself smiling at the phone and immediately stop myself. Connie takes glimpses at me and I think she knows who I'm texting. Now that my phone is back in my pocket, she is focussed on Tokio Hotel TV again.
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Nightmare-tom kaulitz
Fiksi PenggemarLoosely inspired by Satan Reincarnate and My living nightmare. True is in a girl pop-rock band, Panic Soul, with three of her friends. Her band goes on tour in America and it turns out that her favorite band, Tokio Hotel, is playing the same place...