~Rina
Bliss's POV
I hate my life.
I've known the Kaulitz twins since I was born. They're five years older than me but we've still been friends forever. Simone Kaulitz let my Mom, Patsy, live with her after my jerk of a father kicked her out for being pregnant with me. Mum and Simone are best friends. And when I was born, Simone and the twins were there. But growing up in the Kaulitz household has lots of downsides. Like for one, I can't go to school. I mean, I DO go, but it's hard because ever since the twins became famous, I've always been the girl who lives with them. Never "Hey Bliss, whats up?" No. It's more like "Hey, girl! How's Bill and Tom?" It sucks.
The only person I can count on is my blonde friend Sarah Sun. Seriously, thats her name. She's been my friend since kindergarten. I went in Grade K as a nobody and spent two years as one, with only Sarah as a friend. Then, Bill lost a bet to Tom and went on star search. And David Jost was in the crowd, and..Well, you know the rest. Then I was suddenly popular amongst my grade two peers. Bill was the idol for children and teens all through Germany, and as he got older, around the world. And as I got older and in MY teens, the crowding just got worse. Suddenly, everyone wanted to know what the twins were up too, where they were going the next day, even, weirdly enough, what they had eaten for breakfast that morning. Anyway, Sarah and I had to start eating lunch outside, behind the school. Which is where I am right now, talking to Sarah about how I'm forced to wear one of Tom's many hats because said hat-owner used up all the water.
"ALL of it?" Sarah asked behind a mouthful of Tuna.
I nodded and watched the beak of my hat bob up and down. My reddish bangs hung out the front of it. I actually looked good in Tom's hat. "My hair feels so gross. And Bill's complaining too, so that just makes everything worse. Imagine Bill's voice, except whiny and several octaves higher."
Sarah was quiet for a moment, then, "Ouch."
I nodded again and sighed. "Can't do laundry either. This is my last clean outfit."
Sarah's eyes went wide. "That means..." She probably didn't dare finish that sentence.
"Yup. I will be forced to wear the only person's clothes that fit me." We both knew that meant I would have to wear Bill's clothing. He wouldn't mind, until it came back half torn by psychotic fans. "Well, that or my Mother's clothes."
"Umm... I've seen Patsy's clothes. Thats worst social-and physical-suicide than Bill's." I only nodded once again and threw my nasty Ham sandwich into the dumpster a few feet away. The Janitor didn't mind if we sat back here, as long as we promised to clean up after ourselves. "Can I stay over tonight? My Mom's having "Jerk-rod" over again. Imagine MY Mom's voice, except ALOT of octaves higher, and MOANING!" Sarah's Mom, Late(Yeah, her name is "Late" due to the fact that she was a month overdue when she was born), was dating a child-hating ugly dude named Jerome Rodney, so we called him Jerk-rod for short.
"Okay, ew. But yeah, you can. Simone and Mum are going out to a single's event." Sarah made a face. "For Mum. Although I'm sure Simone will flirt. She DID carry Tom in her womb." My best friend was the only one who didn't care about my relation with the Kaulitz' family, and the family didn't care if I brought her over.
The Bell rang and Sarah and I got up to go back to class, only to be stopped at the doors by Emmalee, the most popular girl at Leipzig International. She wasn't one of those "Mean girls". But it wasn't like she acknowledged the lesser peoples existence, other than mine and Sarah's.
"Ohmigawd Bliss! Are you wearing Tom's hat? It looks so good on you!" She gushed, flipping her sleek-straight black hair from her shoulders. "Can I see it?" She reached but I ducked under her arm, pulling Sarah with me.
"Uh, you know I would, but Tom said no. Sorry." I shrugged and walked away. Luckily, Sarah had the same classes as me and was there for my protection.
"Wow. And that's just Tom's hat. Imagine tomorrow, when you're totally decked out in Bill's stuff." Sarah muttered
"Shut up." I told her.
Bliss's POV
"Hey, I'm home." I called out, dropping my bookbag in the entrance of the house. Sarah followed suit. She was here so much that she knew where everything was and went. It was cool, yet creepy at the same time.
Tom appeared at the top of the stairs in baggy sweatpants and a cotton tee. "Hey. Mum got water from the woman next door so you can wash your hair in the sink later. Hi Sarah." He smiled then disappeared again.
"Great. But I'm still wearing his hat tomorrow." I muttered. "Don't you have your own house you can go to?" I hollered at Tom.
"Yeah, but's flooded." came the reply.
Sarah snickered. "So there's lots of water at HIS house, and none here. Ironic, huh?"
"Very."