Once upon a time (Bill Kaulitz fanfiction)

Chapter 2

"I'm on the recall!" I yelled at Luce and took her in my arms as we did a little dance of joy. She was crying and laughing at the same time.

"I knew they could only like you. You were amazing!"

My mother was on the verge of tears too. I bet she had been calling half of my family-tree while I was down there.

"And thanks for making us sound like groupies." My sister said, trying as hard as she could to pout. Deep inside, I know she just couldn't believe I had talked about her to her idols.

When the cameras were off, she then came closer to me and whispered to my ear:

"I think he likes you."

I turned at her.

"Who?"

She looked at me, surprised:

"Bill, of course! Who else? ...He said he found you cute after you were gone."

"Ah." I said as I shortly remembered Mr. Cruella Deville's son down there. "Well, cool."

"Yeah, cool... Bill Kaulitz said my sister was cute!" Anna repeated and jumped up and down.

"Honey, we're not into one of your fan-fictions. Let's focus on the contest instead, shall we?" I said and rolled my eyes. "Because now, the serious stuff begins."

I must admit, though I'd never listened to Tokio Hotel, I thought he looked awesome when he was younger, like from 15 to 18. But now… That was just silly!

She had been telling the truth, though. A few days later, when they finally showed my turn on DSDS, I found out Bill did call me cute after I left. But so did the three others, so that was nothing special anyway.

I didn't like the way I acted in front of them, going all "ingenuous" and shy like a little girl. Plus the framing and editing accentuated it, as they put a soundtrack that made me sound like I was eight. Great. Luce screamed like a banshee with my sister when they heard Bill's last words.

"Girls, calm down!" I sighed and covered my ears.

"Oh my gosh, you have no idea of how millions of fangirls in the world are envying you now!"

My little sister had set Bill's autograph in a wooden frame above his bed. Of Luce and her, she was the most into that TH-fever: her whole room looked like a shrine dedicated to the four of the band; guess who especially.

"Ok, Anna, we got it. I'm the luckiest girl in the world. Now, could you help me find a song for the recall?" I said, taking a sheet and pen from my mom's desk on the other side of the room.

"Oh come on," Luce replied "don't tell me you're already focusing on next round! Enjoy your victory a little!"

"I am, but… No, I'm not. I can't. You girls know how I am when I'm stressed." I said and automatically twirled a strand of my hair around my finger. My best friend noticed and smirked:

"Well, so did they. And they found it cute and… ingenuous!"

"Shut up! I know I need to work on my vocabulary… I still hope they can take me seriously. I want to be an artist, not a fluffy mascot."

"I'd be glad to be Bill's fluffy mascot!" Anna chirped.

"Shut up, Anna."