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Chapter 1- Audition for Tom .. Bill welcomes Bushido <3

A Runway Model- slash- Fashion Designer, that's the career of the Famous 23 year old, Bill Kaulitz. He is the owner of the famous clothing line in France and Germany called "FK". Actually, no one really knows who's behind the said clothing line, no one, except the employees, close friends and relatives of the Kaulitz clan.

"Gustav!" The renowned man called from his cozy office.

A stocky blond came into view, nodding his head respectively at his boss, "Yes Sir?" he asked, looking at his tired and stressed boss.

"Please, get me a cup of coffee, Gus" the man seated on the swiveling chair said pathetically, resting his cheeks on the table in front of him.

"You're working too much for this upcoming event, Bill." Gustav said, shifting from Bill's secretary to Bill's close friend.

"Why wouldn't I? It should all be perfect!" Bill exclaimed, banging the table with his hands to give emphasis.

"You looked so fucked up, man. You'll be a guest judge in GNTM tonight-"

"WHAT?! TONIGHT? THAT'S TONIGHT!" Bill shrieked, brought his hands on his messy hair, and pulled it hard.

"Will you keep calm?! You're stressing yourself. The event is a month from now! Get a hold of yourself. Get ready, go home, and get dolled-up. You're Bill K. Okay?" Gustav was now in front of Bill, he gently took Bill's hands from his hair and looked directly at him.

"Look at me"

Bill obliged

"Breathe and give yourself a break. You have a lot of staffs to do these damn things for you. Let them do it. Okay?" Gustav smiled warmly. Bill just took a sigh and forced a smile.

"Thank you, Gus. I can't imagine myself without you" Bill stood from his chair and hugged Gustav as tight as he could manage with his state.

"Without me? You're a total mess", Gustav gave a light chuckle.

~*~

"Man, I missed Germany... It's been years", A corn-rowed guy said to himself with a smile planted on his face. He was on his way to his reserved hotel room when a buzz from his pocket interrupted his train of thought about his future plans.

A new text message.

"Good Afternoon, Mr. Tom Trumper. We've seen your portfolio and we have decided that you are qualified to be one of our finalists for an upcoming event. You are requested to attend a meeting tomorrow morning with the designers and co-models. The exact information to when and where the meeting is going to be held will be sent to you once you respond to this message. - FK Studios"

"Shit", He whispered in delight and smiled like an idiot.

~*~

A loud sound of a phone ringing disturbed Bill's sweet slumber then he blindly reached for it on the nightstand.

"Yes, hello?" Bill answered groggily. He was laying flat on his bed, unable to open his eyes.

"Bill, you have an appointment this morning. FK models audition", Gustav notified on the other line.

Bill groaned, rubbing his eyes. He sat up and arched his back as he moaned in relief.

"Can't I show up?" Bill asked, with a pleading voice after stretching his aching back.

Gustav went silent for a moment.

"You can... but-" Before Gustav could even finish, Bill cut him off.

"I can't come, I'll go to the airport to fetch Bushido", Bill informed as he finally stood up from his cozy bed and leisurely walked towards the shower room.