After overcoming my shock, I immediately started sorting through my closet and the clothes on the floor, thinking of the kind of the clothes you wear on a world tour. A world tour! I can hardly believe it. After I was finally done packing, I looked at the clock and realized it was nearly nightfall and my stomach was rumbling coz I hadn't eaten all day. I went downstairs to grab a snack before dinner. Entering the kitchen, my mum was preparing dinner. After pawing through the pantry, I popped a couple of Pop-Tarts into the toaster when my mum said "I heard you dragging the big suitcase upstairs. You done packing yet?"
"Yup, almost done. Just haven't packed my toothbrush yet." I replied.
"Make sure you haven't forgotten to pack anything before you leave tomorrow!" she reminded before she left to set the table for dinner.
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I am now sitting in a private jet headed for London, England, our first on the tour. We just left the airport an hour ago, and we still have a whole lot of time left to arrive. After London, we'll be doing aver 120 shows all around the world, so I was really excited. I'm sitting in between Bill and Tom, and Bill's talking to me, reminiscing aver things we had done in our childhood, stuff I have absolutely no idea how he could've known about if he wasn't there himself. I really am starting to believe that my wish had come true, but now that it has, I'm starting to have second thoughts about all this. I mean, I do like being his best friend and all, but this feeling I have for him is more than just friendship, it's love. True love. And I don't think he realizes this, or he would've talked to me about it, surely? I don't know, but for now, I'm just happy to be in his presence.
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We arrived at Heathrow Airport to thousands of fans waiting for the band to appear. Once they had, the screaming began. And I don't mean your average girl-screaming-for-her-life kinda screaming. I mean girl-gonna-go-insane kinda screaming. I swear I could've gone deaf if I stayed there any longer. Once we got out of the airport, we were whizzed off to our hotel, where more hysterical fans were waiting. We were then shepherded into a lift, then taken to our respected hotel rooms. I was put in a room with two single beds and my roommate was to be Bill's PA, Silke. But we barely had any time for anything, coz then the band was taken off to do interviews, TV appearances, etc. etc... Then the next day more interviews, the sound check, then the actual show, then we were back on the plane heading for Paris, France. I could definitely get used to this.
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For the next few weeks, everything was the same. Airport, hotel, interviews, sound check, show, then back to the airport, with a whole lot of crazy fans in between. I had become friends with Silke and the rest of the crew and my feelings for Bill was growing stronger and stronger with each passing day. Seeing him laughing and messing around and being nervous before a show, then having all the nervousness melt away when he's onstage. There you can see the pure happiness on his face when he's singing and the music's so loud, with the entire arena singing along, it's really exciting and I can see that he truly belongs on stage, no questions asked. Then after each show, we'll all hang out in his hotel room and talk and laugh all night long. I do not want this tour to end.
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Be Careful What You Wish For
أدب الهواةA Tokio Hotel fan wishes to be Bill's best friend- and gets her wish. But should she have wished it in the first place?
