Hey! so this is my second TH story, don't worry I'll still be updating the other fanfic:) this is just another little side story. It's the kind of story that has a moral, but I'm not going to tell you what it is, you're going to have to figure that out yourself. Have fun
Disclaimer: I don't own Tokio Hotel or any of the brands/websites/stores used in this story

Chapter 1

I hate this. I hate all of it. I hate my Dad for the most part for accepting that dang promotion. I hate having to move across the world. I hate that I have to leave my friends. But most of all, I hate that I can't freaking understand anybody here! FML! We had just moved to Germany because my Dad worked with Audi as a person who helps launch new cars. I forget what you call them, but so far he has worked with KIA, helping launch the Forte, Borrego, the Sorento, and his latest was the 2011 KIA Sportage. (A/N: this part is true) liked his job because we always got to use the cars before anyone else even knew they existed. I remember having the Sorrento and the car was only 1 of 4 in the country. But those had all been temporary positions. Now he got a permanent position with Audi (A/N: The rest isn't true anymore)
and we had to freaking move to Leipzig, Germany. "Shelby! Come help with the boxes!" my Mom ordered me as she slid a box from the end of the moving truck and carried it inside. Well, I was here, so I might as well make the best of it. I sighed and grabbed a box and walked through the garage into the new house. This was a nice neighborhood, with big backyards and nice houses, but at the same time, it wasn't one of those rich communities with stuck up neighbors. The house was one of the bigger ones on the street. Considering 4 people live here now. I stepped through the threshold and stopped, the outside of the house was cool, but the inside was awesome! There was a front room with a wall of glass slider doors, then to the left was a gigantic kitchen with cool looking grey/black stone walls, and red granite counter tops. To the right of the front room was the dining room with a huge window and mahogany china cabinets covering one wall and a fire place on the opposite wall of the doorway. I walked into the front room that as of right now was empty, and saw a doorway on the side of the far wall. I walked towards it and looked in. It was a small room with fake plants in the corners and lots of windows. In the middle of the small room was a staircase. The banister was glass on the sides. The glass was designed so it looked foggy, but parts of it were crystal clear. The parts that were crystal clear made the designs of cherry blossoms. The actual stair case and railings on top of the glass sides were kind of a cherry colored wood. It was sooo pretty. I figured the bedrooms were up there so I climbed up the stairs, trailing my hand along the banister to feel the smooth, polished wood. "EW! EW! EW!" came a voice that could only be my 12 year old sister, Kristine.
"Oh my GOD, Kristine. Could you PLEASE not be such a pansy?"
"But it's a BUG!" she called from one of the rooms.
"So kill it!" I said as I reached the top of the stairs with the box in my hands and turned a corner.
"Eeewww!" she squealed. Oh well, the priss was going to have to learn to live with it, or kill it. I looked down the hallway. I was kind of in love with it:) It had beautiful wood floors and the walls were painted a soft green. "Yo where's my room!" I called out. There was 5 doorways in the hall, 2 on each of the sides and one at the end. "EEWW! Here! You can have this one!" Kristine said running out of the last room on the right. I looked into the rooms as I passed them. They all looked similar; A big, big window and a closet on the left wall. they all had white walls too. looks like we're going to do some definite remodeling. I walked into the room Kristine had just ran out of. It was different than the rest because it was bigger and had two huge windows, it had a much bigger closet, and we can't forget the bug. Hehe. It turns out the bug was a dead fly. Oh my wow. She just gave up the best room in the house because of a friggin bug. Idiot. I set down the box, threw out the fly, and ran back outside to see my parents talking to another woman. I looked next to the woman and saw two boys. One had dreadlocks and an over-sized shirt and jeans while the other- Oh my god, he was so... I don't even have the word for it. Perfect? Hell no, that was the understatement of the century. He had black hair and wore a bit of eyeliner. God that was fricken hot. I noticed I was staring and went back to work, too shy to go over and say hi. The boys didn't seem to notice me. My Dad and Mom had learned how to speak fluent German, while I didn't because I hoped if I didn't, then we wouldn't move. It was a desperate attempt, I admit. but oh well. I still wasn't too happy about the idea. I grabbed a box and walked inside, this time noticing a door in the front room, I quickly looked inside and realized it was another bedroom. No doubt my parents'. I walked up the stairs and looked at the room down at the end of the hall. Oh goody... a bathroom... I thought. I walked into my bedroom and put the box down on top of the other box. Only one more box to go. I didn't own a lot because I didn't like clutter, so I was always throwing anything out that I didn't need. I turned around and started to walk towards the staircase when somebody walked to the top of the steps. I was only one step out of my room and quickly took three steps back in and ran to the two boxes to look like I was doing something. The figure hadn't noticed me. I wonder who was in our house? I started opening the boxes and sorting out stuff when I heard footsteps outside the door. "Hallo?" Called a voice from down the hall. I shivered, his voice was beautiful; like an angelic chorus.
"In here!" I called back. I started getting extremely nervous because I had a hunch on just who it was. A tall figure walked through the door and I breathed a sigh of relief when I saw dreads. "Yo, ich bin Tom." I heard Tom so I assumed that was his name, because remember? I don't speak German! I took the box he was holding and put it down on the ground then stood up and faced him. I swore there was a second where he was staring at my chest, but I disregarded it.
"Shelby" I said sticking out my hand for him to shake.
"Aw, wir sind jetzt Nachbarn. Ich kann nicht über ein umarmung?"
I gave him a confused look. He gave me one back then said "Sprechen sie Duetsch?"
That part I understood. "No." I gave an apologetic look and he smiled.
He held out his arms and I recognised what he wanted I walked up to him and gave him a hug, stepped back and giggled. "Do you speak English?" I asked. Obviously he understood that part too then shook his head and said "Nein." I smiled at him then tried my attempt at communicating with him. I motioned to him then pointed out the window at the neighbors house. He looked confused at first then understood what I was doing. He nodded his head "Jah." I smiled at him then lead him to my sisters room which was across the hall from mine. I motioned for him to stay at the door and then put my finger to my lips, motioning for him to be quiet. Kristine had her back turned from me and was looking through the boxes. I snuck up behind her then yelled "KRISTINE!" she jumped and screamed. Then looked back at me with a murderous expression written across her face. That is, until she saw Tom. " Kristine, this is Tom, be nice and don't rip his head off. Oh, and he doesn't speak English." I beckoned for Tom to come over and he hugged her. Kristine doesn't speak German either for the same reasons as me. I left the room and went back into mine and started unloading the boxes. A few minutes later I heard footsteps coming into my room and I looked up. I was looking right into the eyes of the black haired boy. My heart skipped a beat. I finally stood up after what seemed like eternity and blushed. "hello, I'm Shelby." I said. I guessed that he didn't speak english either since he said "hallo, ich bin Bill" I was secretly hoping he would want a hug, like Tom, but he didn't. Instead he smiled and held out his hand. I felt disappointed and shook it. But as I was shaking it he pulled me into a hug. I swear I've died and gone to heaven. We released at the same time and i took a step back. "So sahätze ich Ihre neuen Nachbarn!" He said. I gave him the same confused look as I did Tom. He understood quicker than Tom though. And he gave an identical smile. He and Tom must be brothers because they had a lot of the same features. I sensed it getting awkward so I pulled my laptop out of my bag and pulled up google translate. I quickly typed in what did you say? sorry, I don't speak german. And hit translate and gave him the laptop. He read it then grinned.
I said so you are the new neighbors. And why don't you speak german? your parents do.:)
Because
That's a great reason.
Don't sass me, boy:)
oh, tough chick
maybe. I giggled a little and set the laptop on the floor, laid down and patted the spot next to me for him to lay there too. Which he did, then typed so why don't you speak German?
Gosh your a persistent little shit aren't you?;)
Yes now answer the question.
I blushed a little before typing Because I- But then I stopped typing when I noticed he was reading it as it was translating. I deleted what I wrote then said Don't look until I'm done! I waited for him to read it then pushed his face in the other direction. I typed what I was going to before;
Because I didn't want to move to Germany. I poked him signaling that I was done typing. He turned back with a huge grin on his face. But as he read it, his smile faded.
why not?
Because
Again, great reason.
Because I liked America
:O! You're from America? What's it like?
Depends on what part of America you're referring to. I sighed and turned the computer towards him.
Where you lived! what's it like?
Florida is cool. There's so much to do. There's Bush Gardens, Disney World, Sea World, and so much other things. But they Florida Keys are my favorite. There's an underwater hotel there that you have to dive to get into:)
Woah. We don't have that stuff here in Germany.
Starting to feel a little homesick, I changed the subject. So how old are you?
13, what about you?
me too!
When's your birthday?
September
same, what day? :D
the 13th I replied and he smiled even more
I was born on the 1st
Awesome!
I looked at the clock and it said 7:00. Holy crap we've been talking for an hour already! Just then I heard a voice "BILL! TOM! Kommen! Haben wir nach Hause gehen!"
I have to go, see you later?
You know it;) bye!
I closed the laptop and stood up. He hugged me. The hug was long for my standards. Before he let go, he said "bye" and kissed my cheek. I stood there baffled and he flashed me a quick smiled and left. My hand shot up to my cheek, I'm sure I was blushing like a mad dog, my cheek was tingling , and my stomach was doing flips. "Shelby, you're learning german" I promised myself. "SHELBY! SHELBY!" My sister came running into my room. "what." I snapped. She just ruined my happy moment. "You'll never guess!" She was practically glowing.