Chapter 2
"Tara, you're home a little earlier than expected…what, did you run home?" her older sister Aaliyah asked, laughing. She was busy carrying a cup of Swiss Miss in her hand, getting ready to curl up and watch horror movies.
"Yes, maybe I did run home…kinda…no…so? It's dark. I was…scared."
"Yeah, scared. Okay.....so I saw you come home with someone…who was he?"
"You SAW me? Isn't that spying?" Kitara asked.
"I saw through the window while I was making my chocolate, numnut. Off the point, who was he?"
"A guy…just a guy."
"Hmm...a really cute guy. What's his name?"
"Tom....Kaulitz…."
Aaliyah dropped her chocolate and started wheezing in surprise.
"You're -cough- lying!! You did not meet Tom Kaulitz!"
"Yes, I did! Are you okay?!?" Kitara picked up the still-together cup and ran for a mop.
"You little liar!!!" Aaliyah called from across the room.
Kitara came back and started mopping. "When was the last time I lied!!??!!"
"Well, you haven't.....okay. But I'm still skeptical!"
Kitara glared at Aaliyah, and once again, the awkward silence commenced, until Aaliyah spoke up.
"Well, if that was THE Tom Kaulitz, how did you two meet then? Huh? Tell me!!"
"Okay!!! I was coming from the bank and…he saw me, we talked, he decided to walk…or give me a ride…home. That's all that happened."
"Which reminds me, I'm at least glad you're home safe; I heard that there was a robbery nearby the Manhattan Mall."
"Yeah I know....he saved me from my own near-robbery."
"Ooh, so Mr. Tom Kaulitz is cute, famous and heroic. Now listen to me. Please, Kitara, DON'T MESS THIS ONE UP!"
"Oh, and what exactly did I mess up before?"
"Okay, well there was Warren , remember him? You suspected him of cheating and it turned out to be just his cousin, on a simple excursion, to buy SHOES??"
"Simple mistake. Next!"
"Chris. You thought he was going to leave you, so you let him down EASY. And all he was doing was keeping it a secret that he wanted to work so he could but you that ring you wanted, and-"
"Okay!!! I get it; I won't screw it up, okay?"
"Good." Aaliyah took her cup back to the kitchen to wash and pour more chocolate. "Now go get packed, you only have a few hours to sleep before I have to drive you to the airport at 5." She yelled from the kitchen.
"Oh, by the way, he's coming with me 2 Montego Bay…"
"Shut UP! No he's not!" Aaliyah said.
"YES!!!....that is, if I ask him and he says yes…"
"Yeah…liar. Got to bed!"
"Fine." Kitara laughed. She went upstairs with her 5 bags of clothes and shoes to her room.
Time passed, and Kitara had just finished watching Family Guy when her Sidekick vibrated. She hit "talk" and answered.
"Hello Hello?" she answered.
"Hello, is this Kitara?" A familiar voice asked.
"Yes…?"
"Hi...how are you?"
"Uh...fine?" And for a moment, she wondered who it was. It then came at her in a loud outburst.
"Oh…OH! TOM!" Kitara nearly dropped her phone.
"Hey, Kitara, I'm glad you gave me the right number."
"I wasn't going to give you a fake one…I'm not that kind of girl.."
Tom seemed amused at the statement. "And what kind of girl are you?"
"Well…if you get to know me, then you'll know, but sadly, you don't know me...yet." Kitara's flirtatiousness kicked in, and she liked the feeling.
"Well, I would like to get to know you..."
"Well then Tom, go ahead and talk to me." Kitara laughed.
"You know, I like you already, Kitara-"
"Wow…you remember my name…how charming..."
"Oh come on, I can't ever forget that face, so what's a gorgeous girl like you up to?"
"I'm actually just watching television, dude..." What was she supposed to say? That she was sitting in Care Bears pajamas watching Family guy and scarfing down Chunkey Monkey? How would that sound to him?
"Would you like some company?" Tom asked, with an inflection in his voice that made Kitara's heart nearly jump out of her chest.
"Umm…sure…"
"You like movies, yes?"
"Oh, yeah, I love movies! I'm about to start watching...umm...." she searched around for the nearest DVD. "Harold and Kumar 2."
"Oh I LOVE THAT ONE!" Tom said. "It's so funny!"
"Oh I know! Especially the part with Neil Patrick Harris and the-"
"MUSHROOMS!" They said in unison. They both laughed a hard laugh at their love for the movie.
"I also love Eurotrip! That movie is funny!"
"And just what parts were you staring at…"
"Everything! Every part was so funny!"
"Right, even the girls?"
"Well…"
"Okay then…but hey, let's stop talking about movies for a while, and tell me more about youeself."
"I live with my brother in Berlin , that's about it. We're on vacation right now."
They spoke for hours until finally the subject of HER vacation came up. "So, you wouldn't mind coming with me to Montego Bay for 5 weeks, huh?"
"When are you leaving? I don't have a ticket…but yeah, me and the band are free, we don't have any shows…"
"I'll try and pay for a ticket for you...if you really want to go.... don't worry about it. And I'm leaving in about 2 hours, so pack 5 weeks of cool clothes, because it's gonna be real hot. Meet me at my house, if you remember where it is. okay?"
"Yeah, I remember…haha...I can feel that warm sun already. What are you packing?
"Why do you need to know?"
"I'm just asking…any swimsuits?" Said Tom with a smile.
"You'll see if you come!" Kitara said.
"Fine, then I'll be there."
"Tom, you are so crazy!"
"I AM the one and only Tom Kaulitz. Oh I'd better go, Andreas wants to use the phone to call his girlfriend Emma."
"Invite them too! the more, the merrier! and they're all your friends...so... I DON'T have to pay for you!
"I guess not…being famous has its privileges. You meet great people..."
"I guess it does."
"Tom, get off the phone!" Shouted Andreas from the armchair.
"I gotta go, sexy, see you later."
"Good night…" She hung up the phone and screamed in her pillow. She could not BELIEVE it; he said YES! She was talking to a rock star, an international star, Tom Kaulitz! And not only that, she was going on vacation with him…and his friends! No one would ever believe her! She was so excited that she could hardly contain herself and sleep! With daydreams of Tom, she drifted off to a reluctant sleep, anxious for the next two hours to pass by...