CHAPTER 1
Bill woke with a start. Had something hit him? He looked down at the pillow in his lap with confusion, then looked up to see his brother, Tom standing at the edge of the bed, his arms crossed over his chest.
"Nice of you to join the living again." He scoffed "I swear! You can wake up at the smallest sound before the sun rises, but on the off chance that you do actually sleep through the night, you're impossible to wake up! Honestly! I was debating whether or not to just flat out call Gustav in here to play a few beats to your unconscious head!"
Bill couldn't help but smile. Tom sounded almost like a mother. In a violent, big brother kind of way. Plus that had just been a dream. That time, anyway.
"And what are you smirking at?" Tom glared.
"Oh, nothing..." Then he noticed that Tom was freshly showered and dressed. "Holy-
What time is it??" Bill said frantically searching for a clock.
"About noon-ish, why?"
"We have an interview at 2 o-clock!"
"I know! If you hadn't slept in, maybe you'd have more t-" Tom started his lecture again, but was cut short as Bill flew out of bed and slammed the bathroom door.
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With only two hours to shower and get ready, Bill was forced to skip breakfast and his stomach was growling through the entire interview.
"Are you boys enjoying your time here in the Americas?"
"Ja, I think it's every band's dream-"
*gurgle*
"-to play in a foreign country,"
*grumble*
" and especially in Germany, I think everyone wants to at some point come to America."
Bill had never been so embarrassed in his life…well, maybe that was a bit of an exaggeration. Tom continuously tried to tell him that his stomach wasn't really that loud, and it was all in his head, but that didn't make it any less embarrassing. He got enough comments about his weight and people thinking he was anorexic, so the last thing he needed was recordings of his stomach growling like he hadn't eaten in days.
"Well I don't know what's wrong with me lately!" he complained around a mouthful of chocolate chip pancakes. "I've been so hungry lately, no matter how much I eat!"
"I'm not surprised, you're a growing boy Billa" Tom joked, leaning across the table and playfully tousling bill's spiked hair.
Bill shoved Tom's hand away. "Don't touch the hair." He said in a mock valley-girl voice. Tom laughed and sat back down.
"Why are you complaining Bill?" Gustav chimed in. "You can eat anything you want and stay skinny." I, for one, and jealous.
That brightened Bills mood as he devoured the rest two more plates of various breakfast foods. They had three more interviews and a photo shoot scheduled for today, and he would need the extra energy.
Hey guys, I'm sooooooooooooooooooooooooo sorry about the delay. there were some......issues....but im back!!!
I'll be posting more chapters (hopefully) really soon ^^'
Disclaimer: i dont own these characters.....grr.....
PS. sorry its so short.............=[