Chapter 1
Who are they?
It's a very cold night tonight here in London and it is impossible to sleep, although I do love it here. My new friends and I and are over here from Magdeburg in Germany so we have rented a very nice little flat for all five of us to live in for a month. It is a nice flat apart from the fact that my room has got dreadfully boring, plain white walls, a bed and a wardrobe. The bed isn't very comfortable at all it feels like I'm the Princess in that book, you know, The Princess And The Pea, and someone has gone and put a series of peas under my mattress, making it very uncomfortable and impossible to sleep in, and the wardrobe. The wardrobe is absolutely tiny, it doesn't fit any of my clothes in there and I have loads of clothes, I mean I have to look good if I'm in the eyes of the public all the time.
Ok so it is 7 o'clock in the morning and I'm wide awake, which by the way isn't normal. I'm lying here, tossing and turning in my bed trying to get to sleep but I can't even get close to it, I've been awake all night. I wonder if the others have had this much trouble getting to sleep, I could go find out. You know I think I will.
Now I've left my room, and I'm cautiously treading my way across the living room to the light switch. Then all of a sudden, I fell with the loudest of thuds and no one came. As I fell my hand had hit the TV remote and the remote span through the air and hit the 'on' button on the radio, turning it on in the process. The radio DJs' favourite song started to play, it's called Concrete Angel, they play this a lot on the radio but I have never worked out who sings it, it is a beautiful song. So I got up on my feet and went over to the light switch and turned the light on.
I can now see what I tripped on, it was a really big box full of Tom's hats, I long for the day when those hats are mine, they are just breathtakingly spectacular. At least I won't leave them in a box in the middle of the living room for someone to trip on. If I'm going to see if the others are awake too I need to go down the corridor, well at least I can see where I'm going now. Oh my, I almost tripped on Tom's hat box again, what a narrow escape. Where was I going, oh yeah down the corridor.
So I'm going down the corridor my room is first on the right, opposite my room is where Bill is sleeping. Bill has black hair with blond streaks, it is the biggest hair you will definitely ever see in your entire life and the dreamiest brown eyes too, seriously you could just melt in them, he's nineteen now along with his twin Tom.
I looked over at Bill he isn't fast asleep. Well I opened the door hoping to find him asleep but no he wasn't; he was awake, and changing. He was stood about 2 meters away from the door, with no shirt on, the sun glaring through the window. Wow he looks so good stood there, with no shirt on, with that star shaped tattoo down on the right of his belly button, on his hip. He looks amazing in that light, or indeed any light. I better stop staring before he sees me. So I continued down the corridor.
The room right next to mine is Georg's room, Georg is awesome, but he is serious, well only a little bit. He is rarely saying to us, "Make sure that it is back in its place where we can find it" or "don't put that there, it looks such a mess!" that's not his job anyway. But he makes me laugh despite being a tiny bit serious, he's the polite one. He has long gingery brown hair in fact it is shorter than mine though, weird eh? With any luck he'll get his hair cut. He has brown eyes; those eyes actually officially scare me, but only because they are so sinister. But he can be fun, when he wants. I look over to Georg's bed, he's asleep.
The room by Georg's room is where Gustav is sleeping. Is he there? Do you want to peak around the door, or shall I? Ok I'll do it. Yes he is there, fast asleep. He's the sensible one. Gustav is also the shortest, he has blond hair, brown eyes, definitely not as cute as Bill's eyes though and even more sinister than Georgs', Gustav has a few baseball caps too, but he doesn't leave them in boxes in everyone's way, just in his way anyway.
In the room next to Bill's is Toms' room, I have a lot to say about Tom. Where do I start? Well to start he's not in his room, he may be in the bathroom. I'm going to head back to the living room and grab my book, and then I'll tell you all about him. As I walk past the coffee table I pick up my book, I sit down at the end of the sofa and open the book. So about Tom, well he wears awesome baseball caps, his eyes are as dreamy as Bill's he has dirty blond hair in dreadlocks, I think that's pretty funky. Don't you? Tom's clothing is huge he's a size small but he wears size extra-extra large. It's a miracle he can keep his trousers up. BANG!
"Ah!" Sorry, I was startled by a door in the corridor closing. Wait I can hear footsteps coming down the corridor. Can you hear them? Step, step, step, they are getting closer to me. Step, step, step, Ok they have stopped now. I wonder who that was.
"BOO!"
"AH!" I screamed really loudly and just before I turned my head I was kissed on the cheek, so I turned my head slowly hoping it wasn't Gustav, only because I guess it would just have been very weird if it was Gustav, because he and I are friends, but he wants me. I slowly turned my head. Oh, it was Tom, thank god Oh no; my conscience is talking to me again. Do you want to hear it too? Well you're going to have to hear it anyway. I warn you my conscience only ever shouts, it wants to be heard by everyone, and that includes you. Here it is my conscience.
"Quick! He's looking at you LOVINGLY, say something, now!" Well I better not argue with my conscience.
"Oh, Hey Tom!" I said rather awkwardly
"Hey"
"Tom can I ask you something?" Tom walks around the sofa and towards the fridge; he gets a bottle of water out and then looks at me, with a longing look in his eyes.
"Yeah, what is it?" He replies sounding hopeful; he then takes a swig of his water, trying to look cool.
"Tell me. How do you keep your trousers up?" he rolled his eyes looking a little bit depressed as he re-screwed the lid of the bottle and put it down on the coffee table, then said;
"We go through this everyday!" He lifts his t-shirt up high enough so I can see his belt; wait is that skin I see, no it's definitely his belt.
"Oh Yeah, I forgot, again." Tom comes over to the sofa that I am sat on and sits down on the other side of the sofa, trying to avoid sitting by me. I wonder why he did that, I could ask him, but I risk getting an answer along the lines of 'because you stink' but he wouldn't say that not after what I heard, I'll tell you about that later.
"I recon you only ask that so you almost get a flash of skin" Tom raised his right eyebrow at me, and I looked at him and said cheerfully with a grin.
"Yeah" I paused and after exactly 1 second I continued "Hey!" I looked down at the book I was reading.
Ok now I admit Tom's very cheeky, I call him a cheeky monkey most the time, but not while he is out in public, he would kill me for that. So as I continued to read the book in front of me, I heard Tom just sitting there laughing at his comment, but then I looked over my book at him, he stopped laughing. The moment we caught eye contact he just smiled at me and winked. I couldn't help but smile back. Then all of a sudden it got very awkward so I continued reading my book. At that exact second Bill walked into the room, with his shirt off with a white hand towel over his right shoulder, the furthest shoulder, what a good sight of his body. Bill walks over to the fridge looking for a can of coke or bottled water. He found both but he couldn't decide which to have. As he did that Tom drank his water and this happened to me; my conscience again, cover your ears.
"WOW! NOW THAT'S THE BEST SIGHT SINCE, SINCE, SINCE, well I don't know. Compliment him, quick, no don't compliment him, wait compliment him, no don't!" now I have had enough of this let me have a word with my own conscience, won't be long.
"Oh will you just make up your mind!" I said out loud. Bill and Tom both looked at me weirdly wondering whether it's a good idea to say anything, you could tell that Bill thought I was talking to him. What do I do? Smile and say nothing or smile and say 'you got to learn to talk to yourself more' I think I'll just smile.
Anyway back to Tom. He is incredibly funny; he is definitely the funniest twin. If you ever need cheering up Toms the man you need! Unless he's unhappy.
These four talented young, hot men happen to be German rock stars. They are in a band called Tokio Hotel, which by the way is a German name. It means Tokyo Hotel, I'm sure they can explain the name for you later. They are all incredibly cute and they speak and sing in English as well as German. They can't speak English as well as me though. So if you were wondering why we are here in London, well that is because the guys are on tour here in Briton, they needed to bring someone over here with them and they all wanted me to come, especially Tom, and Bill.
According to Georg, there is a little bit of sibling rivalry going on between Tom and Bill because they are both in love with me. YAY!
This is going to be the best tour EVER!
Here I am telling you about the boys and you know diddely squat about who I am. Well my name is Dorinda, Dorinda Swann I have complete coincidence of name, if you right my initial down on paper it says DBS, just like the Aston Martin. I have long blond hair, blue eyes, they are my real eyes, and I have to wear contact lenses. I'm a very short person especially compared to the boys anyway, but I love being short, I've learned to love myself. I love to travel, so coming here to London is great one day we'll make it to America or Tokyo. Oh and one last thing I'm a real person, not some fictional character!
