A little later, Bill came back into her room with her hairdresser / makeup artist who drew the face as usual, and they confirmed that they could accompany them to the evening. Since they did not bother as he prepared, they descended to the bar to start the evening.
Yoko had put his new shirt and Terry Bavarian ultra class before it for a good ten minutes.
- Mashed I look like a lousy side has you.
- Say no bullshit, it's just because you see a big 'one hundred and twenty five' written on it that you think that.
Terry laughed.
They had time to drink two beers each, and they were joined by Ian, who walked slowly toward them, his white shirt open with three buttons and freshly tousled hair gel ultra setting.
Yoko found him charming.
- Hi girls! he said with a grin. Yoko wow your shirt is Hot!
- YOU SEE! Terry muttered, turning to her friend vexed air.
- Tonight he yal'ami twins coming. Ian continued by ordering a whiskey. But they do not know, it's a surprise. I think it's been a few months they have not seen!
- The friend of the twins? Yoko repeated.
- Yes, Andreas.
- Ah yes, I heard about it. Terry claimed by drinking a large sip of his beer.
Yoko raised his eyebrows.
- Never heard of me ...
- If you know, it is mentioned in the credits of albums.
- I've never read Terry ... she muttered.
- bah Ah yes in this case ...
- What do you say? asked the young Ian was sitting next to Terry, frowning.
- Nothing important not worry.
He was nineteen hours, and David rejoined the little group at the bar. Only missing now that the twins, as usual.
The Manager came up to Yoko, Terry and Ian and gave them an invitation to everyone.
- Do not lose it, "he said. Even with your badge you will not return if you do not have this card!
Terry slipped two invitations in her small handbag. Yoko has no sack at all.
Twins finally arrived.
Yoko seemed to have lived this scene dozens of times already, wait at the bar and watch Billy arrive, like a supermodel who eclipsed any other presence in its path.
But tonight, it was hotter than ever. Perfectly fitted black shirt, tight jeans full of holes strategically placed, cowboy boots, necklace chain and skulls, mitt mesh, crimped hair ever, makeup. Nothing was missing.
It was just perfect, he beamed.
Tom was wearing his baggy eternal too big and a huge t-shirt with a big graffiti all over color and a black cap.
Without knowing who they were, it was quite impossible to detect any family affiliation between Tom and Bill.
They approached their manager gave them some explanation, then Bill came up to Yoko who pretended to listen to George talk about his favorite bands, so that she did for Bill.
He stood beside them and listened quietly to the conversation. In the closer, Yoko thought she had never seen so many foundation concentrated in one place.
- I also love Oasis. All is not good, but some are really hot! Yoko replied the young bass player who looked hungry for his words on music.
- Ok, the first car arrived! David launched above the ambient noise. Ian, girls, you go with Jey now. The girls did just that and followed the big bodyguard through the lobby of the hotel.
It was dark outside and as usual, fans strafed flashes and shouts when they went out with Ian.
- Nan but this is crazy, camp out here or what! Terry launched by placing her skirt once rushed into the car.
- You do not say so! replied the boy by making him a wry smile.
- And when the group is what will happen to the party? asked Yoko for whom the only thing that mattered now was to see Billy as soon as possible.
- They are not expected before 8:30 p.m.. Jey said.
Yoko looked at his watch. Ten nine forty five.
She sighed.
- Jey, you do not stay with the twins? asked Terry.
- No more now, their official bodyguard came back today. Me, I was just replaced.
- Saki is back, the sworn enemy of the fans! Ian sang.
- A good ... ah,
- Aha, do not worry Yoko. I said some fans . He replied with a chuckle.
The girl frowned. What it could well be the other hand ... has a fan. The car rolled
fifteen minutes and then they came to a sort of castle with a large park around it, in the middle of the city.
It was beautifully illuminated orange and yellow in the sun.
- Here? Yoko asked, hoping with all my heart a positive response. It was beautiful.
- Yes! The car was parked outside the main entrance.
No fans, no photographers, no cameras or reporters. Few well-dressed people talking before entering the castle.
- Why no one? Yoko indignant whispering in the ear of Ian. It laughed.
- Because it's a private party, done for that is neither public nor official, and it will not filter. Tonight you'll find that many important people and undermined working for the TV station or record label, and a privileged few.
Yoko nodded.
It suddenly seemed less fun and she wondered why Billy had expressed much excitement at the thought of the evening.
- Ca mean we should stand Plaid, Yoko whistled between his teeth.
- Better. Ian whispered in the same tone.
The air was heavy when Yoko came out of the car and it smelled like rain. They followed
Jey and went to the castle by showing their precious invitations to the porter who opened the large double glass door.
- What is this place! Whispered Terry.
- It must be made for this kind of parties supposed ... Yoko.
They crossed a hall and they pointed to a door with writing in German
"Tokio Hotel, private party"
They entered, and Yoko was then plunged in an absolutely brilliant atmosphere.
The music was not too strong, rhythmic and subtle. The lights were dimmed on the brick walls were thrown logos Tokio Hotel all the colors that vibrate and whirled to the beat of the music.
There was extensive buffet well stocked with servers that serve to starve the people, all dressed in elegant robes or costumes sober.
Everywhere, champagne and trays of sweets strolling among the groups of people who laughed throughout the vast ballroom.
Yoko leaned over to see Terry it was as if she hallucinated. Apparently yes. A pretty waitress
advanced toward the group and served them each a glass of champagne and canapes Yoko swallowed at the speed of lightning.
- Holy shit, "she said to her friend, hand over her mouth full. It's too good!
- It's gonna be hell. Whispered Terry.
girls stayed glued to Ian and rushed into the hall filled with people. They bowed politely
, Yoko and thanked God that Billy paid him a shirt as classy and sexy. She felt fit perfectly with the environment. The three are
put in circles and talked briefly, their glasses of champagne in hand.
boys were not long and Ian went to look for small furnaces foie gras with strawberries absolutely exquisite when Yoko suddenly felt a hand on his shoulder and turned quickly.
A young man looked at her, much larger that despite his heels. He had a thin face but rather coarse features, and a strange hair Mid long blonde peroxidized degraded to black roots that fell over his eyes.
- Yoko? asked he, with a grin that the girl described as "wicked smile."
- Have we met? became suspicious, she said.
- I am Andreas.
She stared.
- Oh! uh ...
- I've heard of you until Magdeburg Yoko! Pleased to meet one who has created a riot in the streets of Berlin.
Yoko frowned.
He looked at her very confident and comfortable. After all, who would not, he was the best friend of the Kaulitz twins.
- What? she replied with a focus to try to understand.
- Well, the fans freak out at you, Miss , "he repeated more softly, still smiling.
She was perplexed.
- It's only been three days since I'm on tour, and it does pass ...
- Aha, you have no idea how rumors are going well ... Miss
He is about to turn Ian heels to reach further, but he turned to her again.
- Oh, one more thing ...
- I'm listening,
- Why ... Yoko asked it by launching a piercing look as if he tried to read his thoughts.
The girl giggled and stared back satisfied.
- Do you know John Lennon?
- Of course,
- Well ... Yoko was his wife, and they say it has led the Beatles to their loss ...
He stared a moment, seeming to wonder if it was a joke or not, then he slowly turned his heels in supporting the view as long as possible, and its slow and relaxed approach led to Ian who was waiting with a glass of champagne.
- Who is this clown, who had asked Terry to come back, his mouth full of bite-sized foie gras.
Yoko did not have time to respond to his friend, a little excitement to the door through which they entered translated the group's arrival. Everyone the applause, and there were some flashes.
- Come! Yoko told him by grasping his hand to try to approach a little. His heart throbbed
again at full time, Billy was in the same room breathing the same air it.
She crossed again gaze off of Andreas who smiled, shaking his head slowly, before seeing Bill and Tom literally jump over him.
They seemed so happy to see him and Yoko finally said he should not be as bad as it had been expected at first.
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