NOTE: Unfortunately I don't own Tokio Hotel, or any person related to them. But I love them and it is enough reason to write this story. I hope you'll enjoy every sentence.

BILL'S P.O.V

Approaching 11 at night and we are here, backstage of the most important awards of the globe, waiting for our turn to present the honoring to the Illustrious one of the year. The guys of MY CHEMICAL ROMANCE are announcing the principal presentation of the night, but I am so nervous for having to use my English in front of so many people that I am not listening anything.

"… and with no more saying: ROCK'S AMERICAN PRINCESS!" It is the only thing that I got to listen from Gerard Way.

"Hey Bill, it's her, it's her! The girl to whom we will give the award, she is going to perform now"

"He Bill, es ist sie, es ist sie!!" Tom was telling me excitedly "Das Mädchen zu wen werden wir den Vergabe geben, sie ist wird jetzt Durchführen".

I observed the looks of all who were backstage, actors, actresses, musicians and other artists; all being veered towards the girl who was approaching. As them, my eyes were fixed to such a figure, like attracted by a magnet.

She was really representing the genre, her black hair gathered in an attractive ribbon with wicks of hair falling down towards the sides of her face. Her dress, also black, and very original I must admit, was revealing an attractive cleavage and was adjusting perfectly to her sculptural waist like a corset. Finally, the white flights of the skirt gave it an aspect of ancient garment, but ahead they were revealing her extraordinary thighs whereas behind they were elegantly touching the floor. A precious boots were adorning her delicate feet. And her eyes, that eyes! The black shade and delineator were highlighting her chestnut-colored pearls, very similar to mine in fact and let's not leave aside the mascara that gave her eyelashes an incredible length and volume.

"Hey Abbie!" The voice was listened of whom I recognized as a Hollywood actor, Jeremy Sumpter or something like that. She only smiled at him.

While she was passing by my side I got surprised of how tall she is, because in spite of the fact that it she was in heels I can bet and say that she is almost the 1.80; really high to be a girl. All that happened in matter of seconds, while a soft melody started sounding in the stage.

To be honest, I have never listened an Abigail Tiffer's theme; only and have listened the name. Due to the fact that we must give her the award, the boys and I had to document ourselves a bit.

we are not together here
though we lie entwined
to make room for the other presence
we both draw back in our minds
I have a prophecy
threatening to spill into words
this growing certainty
of Over

Though she does not seem to be, Abigail is a Hispano-American girl, apparently her parents have European roots. For political reasons her country exploded in a war and she has faced it for all the young ones, putting in risk her life and her family in order that these young are not forced to die in the battlefield. Also she has earned the love of all the boys and girls from America, since she is the only celebrity that treats them like equal and offers them a hand, being it to help them out of addictions or to help them find the way when they are lost… whatever it means.

there once was a time I was sure of the bond
when my hands and my tongue and my thoughts were enough
we are the same but our lives move along
and the third one between replaces what once was love

"Wow, she has a really beautiful voice"

"Wow, Sie hat eine wirklich schöne Stimme" I whispered loudly. The song is very soft and hypnotizing, her performance does not remain behind. The fans are screaming like I've never heard before, they really adore her; they all want to touch her and there are already several who passed out.

freedom is being alone
I fear liberation
but something more alive than silence
swallows conversation
no pleasing drama
in subtle averted eyes
the swelling fermata
as the chord dies

"It is an unpublished theme, Bill don't you think … No, forget it!"

"Es ist ein unveröffentlicht Thema. Bill Denken Du nicht…?nein, vergessen es!" Tom told me.

there once was a time I was sure of the bond
when my hands and my tongue and my thoughts were enough
we are the same but our lives move along
and the third one between replaces what once was love

This song is very passive, not as they have told me that hers are. Nevertheless, the fans are enjoying it while she dances with them.

there's no denying we feel the third one
we do
I'm tired of hiding and so are you

What is she doing? A giant hoop is raising her from the stage and over the fans whereas she continues singing as if nothing, accompanied this time of an amazing choir.

"Cool! Oh, she is not using safety strings" "But that can be dangerous"

"Cool! Oh, sie ist nicht mit Sicherheitsschnuren " indicated an exalted Georg. "Aber Das kann gefährlich sein" I told him with a worried tone but at the same time full of admiration.

"But you must admit that she looks extremely sexy" "Idiot"

"Aber Du müssen zugeben, sie sieht äußerst erotisch" Indicated no one else than Tom! "Dummkopf!" I said to him striking his head.

there once was a time I was sure of the bond
when my hands and my tongue and my thoughts were enough
we are the same but our lives move along
and the third one between replaces what once was love

The song is Vienna Teng's BETWEEN