Terry watched her friend, biting his lip.
- But what do you have done!
- Damn I dunno ... I guess I forgot at the hotel! Yoko said in a irritated tone, passing his hand over his forehead.
- Do not worry ok, I get the worst and I'll find someone!
Yoko sighed and began internally slaps to have forgotten something important.
They advanced, pushing his way through fans crowding, who tried to befriend with a vigil cold as a prison door.
front gate, a girl with long black hair called to Terry, saying it was useless, they will not let the fans.
Terry gave him a big smile and pointed his badge in the direction of the All Access Vigil without leaving the girl eyes behind his dark glasses. The vigil
examined a second, then opened the gate to let her pass, but Yoko blocked which followed a wave of his hand.
fans shouted and clapped their hands Yoko on the ears in a grimace.
She looked at her friend talk of a vigil a bit further by waving his badge and pointing to the crowd of fans and was Yoko's finger, but apparently he did not want to know.
Terry motioned to his friend, especially not to move, and she disappeared into the large building.
Glued to the gate, Yoko did not dare look at the fans around her who stared a funny look by making low masses.
The same girl with dark hair approached again her and patted her on the shoulder.
- Are you gonna go?
- Uh ... sure. She said, biting his lip, hoping that it is true.
- But ... who you are?
She suddenly had an irresistible urge to scream happily in her ears she had sex with the guy whose name was written in pencil Kohl on the forehead just hours ago.
- Yoko. She replied simply a princely air.
The girl did not have time to replicate a wave of screams split the air again.
Yoko looked up, Saki was released and walked with a rapidly towards the gates, Terry trotting behind him, his badge proudly floating around his neck. The
"Sakiiiiiii" shrill were heard again and Yoko overlaid his hands over his ears, lowering his head.
The bodyguard went to the vigil and pointed the finger at Yoko.
- All right, it is with the group. He let go of his deep voice and powerful.
The vigil opened the gate and grabbed Yoko's arm to do to bring it.
The girls were screaming and pushing.
When she was on the other hand, she stepped forward and risked a glance at the twins' bodyguard.
- Thank you ... "she whispered.
His cold face split in two with a friendly smile.
- Nothing, it's part of my job.
Yoko joined Terry and all three went off the grid and fans without turning, before entering the huge arena.
- You see, everything okay. Terry whispered, as if she had guessed that the heart of his friend was about to explode.
- Are you hungry? Saki asked, turning towards them.
girls nodded, shaking his head.
They followed him into endless corridors lined with countless gray doors and crossed the world, all bearing the precious badge around his neck with their picture for some.
Suddenly a huge BOOM BOOM startled deaf girls and penetrated the body of Yoko to the marrow of his bones.
- The sound check ... "she whispered.
She did not believe she would still attend a Tokio Hotel concert from backstage.
Actually, she did not at all what happened so far.
A thrill ran through her body and she seized the arm of Terry trying to transmit the feel of the moment.
They entered a spacious room. There were
Ian, Andreas and a few people in the crew knew that Yoko.
On large tables that lined the room, it was a feast and Yoko felt his stomach jump for joy inside her little hungry.
- Yeahhh ... Terry murmured, raising a fist at his waist. Ian and Andreas
advanced towards them.
- Hi girls! So the night was long on what I see! Andreas began with a big smile when he saw Terry with a sly.
It turned slightly to Yoko and gave him a accusing gaze.
- J'te swear that I said nothing. She murmured in French.
- Yeah ... uh ... we have struggled to emerge ... she replied the young blond discolored.
- There's plenty of food if you want! The guy doing the sound check, they will come back in a while ...
- Is it possible .. go? Yoko who dared to ask, suddenly had completely forgotten about the food that called on the table.
- Yeah, you'll see it mentioned. You want to eat something before?
- Uh ... maybe after! "She said cheerfully, one foot already out of the room.
From that moment nothing mattered, she literally bursting with desire to see this.
heart pounding, she ran through the endless corridors of backstage technicians who crossed him were signs of the hand in friendly way. The boom boom
deaf and agreements electrifying the guitar of Tom guided his steps.
But after ten minutes running around in the hallways, she thought to have been lost.
There was no one around her for a while.
She got a long staircase, traversed a wide corridor and pushed open a heavy door. The sight that met
then she literally breathtaking.
The Arena, a huge, empty.
She was in the middle of the bleachers, in front of the stage which seemed so small there.
mouth wide open, she took a turn on itself to soak up all the images offered by the empty stadium seats and out of sight.
She descended a few steps and sank into a chair in the middle of a row, watching the scene before her. Lots of technicians
starve to climb the huge rotating structure around the scene, or a huge group logo already sat proudly. She preview
Tom, a guitar around his shoulders that seemed to play but no sound was heard.
Georg sat on the edge of the stage, and Gustav was installing the battery with two technicians.
Tom's guitar suddenly tore the silence and echoed like a thunderclap in the huge stadium. Yoko started, it was the first chords of "Schrei".
A shiver ran all over his body, that was why, exactly why she lived.
A room, a scene, a group, and the cry of a guitar pick that up insanely.
Suddenly a huge thud penetrated the eardrums of Yoko.
Someone tapped on a microphone on, and the noise echoed through the stadium.
"Yokoooo ..."
The girl jumped up and his heart began to beat a hundred miles an hour.
She was sure that half the town had heard the voice of Billy Crystal pronounce his name, which sounded again and again to the depths of the Colorline Arena with a power that spun him gooseflesh.
Right as an 'i' in the middle of the bleachers, she sought Bill's gaze sweeping each row that was offered to her, but did not find him.
It could be anywhere.
The broken voice of Billy again split the air into a happy little laugh and the girl smiled, continuing to search for the eyes.
Behind her she heard footsteps down the bleachers.
His heart was about to explode when she turned to cross the huge almond eyes of the young Bill, who gave him a smile as she never saw any of the pictures she looked in front of drooling his laptop. He sat quietly
beside her and invited her to do the same.
A smile fool clung to the lips of the girl as she stared at him without the slightest embarrassment for a long minute.
His hair was flat, shiny as a mirror and it fell perfectly on both sides of the face and he wore a white tracksuit, jeans, and innumerable necklaces, rings and silver bracelets.
His eyes were slightly disguised in black, and Yoko was delighted to see her skin without a thick layer of foundation does come to hide. It had lain
small transparent straps on the top of her left cheek, and the wound was surrounded by a yellow blue-violet.
The girl bit her lip in finding that it showed a lot .... He looked
what Yoko thought to be the scene with frowning, then turned off the wireless microphone hanging from the tip of his right hand.
Yoko had no idea what to say or even how to behave, and she begged the sky for any god that puts it on track.
Billy turned to her and she saw her adorable cheeks redden and his eyes hesitate to cross hers.
- Hi. She whispered, smiling.
- Hi. he replied in the same tone.
There was a deafening silence during which Yoko wondered which the two was the more embarrassed.
- This is ... great! She finally said with a hesitant tone.
He chuckled.
- Yes ... you'll see it's even worse when it's full.
She looked down and realized he nervously shook his left knee.
She wanted to ask him if he was afraid, but to his surprise, he began talking to himself in which he lit his microphone and put a shot over his lips.
- Yeah ... again ... again ... this is good.
Yoko raised an eyebrow questioningly.
latter leaned forward to show him the little headset hidden and perfectly fit in the palm of his right ear.
- Aaaahhh ... she dropped as if she came to understand the theory of relativity, which made him laugh the young Billy.
- No no, I do not yet speak alone! He sneered. Hey look, it's the board, tell them something!
He pressed the microphone to the lips of Yoko.
The girl hesitated, and finally leaned over to whisper a "hello" into the microphone brand new.
To his surprise, the echo of his voice echoed through the stadium and Yoko made a huge leap.
- Ahhh you're really dumb! she said to Bill, her stringy a light tap on the shoulder of the back of his hand.
He was laughing.
- Pardon. He said trying to regain its seriousness.
There was a silence during which he listened to Yoko thought what was happening in his ear and the girl looked off toward the stage.
- Ok it's good, it can go. He said to his microphone, which, oddly, does not resonate.
"Kid" Yoko thought, looking smile from the corner of the eye. Four
blows battery Gustav filled the stadium, and Yoko knew she would attend something great.
She recognized early of "Wir sterben niemals aus . The tiny
Tom beat the rhythm with his head vigorously, scraping the strings of his guitar, and Bill got up.
Where is his turn came, he began to sing.
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