"Finally!" Gustav groaned in exasperation as Bill drearily pulled himself out of the elevator and into a chair at the table where the rest of the band as well as their manager sat.
"Just shut up and get on with it," Bill moaned irritably. He really was not a morning person. Georg rolled his eyes.
"Okay boys, here's the deal. Remember how I told you all that we needed some fresh appeal to the upcoming tour?" David Jost, Tokio Hotel's manager, asked.
"Um, no…" Tom muttered, and Bill, Georg, and Gustav started snickering. Jost glared them down until, with woefully apologetic expressions (well, as close to woefully apologetic as four international famous teenage boy rock stars can get), they fell silent, or at least somewhat more quiet.
"Anyway, I've found exactly what we've been looking for! Boys, I've scheduled you to tour with-"
Jost was cut off midsentence as the doors to the hotel burst open and in ran four exceedingly beautiful girls, followed by several cameramen, bodyguards, and a couple other staff members.
The first girl had blonde, shoulder length blonde hair. She wore a neon green t-shirt, neon pink leggings, and a black short skirt. She had on long arm warmers in zebra print. On her feet she wore a pair of black converse with purple laces. She ran ahead of everyone else into the hotel, shouting "This hotel is humongous!!!" while a few members of her entourage chased after her and the concierge at the hotel glared at her. She smiled sweetly at him before flipping him the bird, much to the amusement of the Tokio Hotel boys.
Two more girls walked in, one in an aqua t-shirt and jeans with long brown hair and white sneakers, and one in a teal v-neck t-shirt with a white undershirt and blue jean shorts. She had blonde hair with a small band going around her head, and a peace sign necklace. The brown haired one yanked the blonde's hair, so the blonde one began chasing her. Unfortunately, neither of them bothered moving out of the revolving doors, so around and around they went while their staff members tried furiously to separate them in vain.
The last girl had shoulder length strawberry blonde hair that was tucked under a black billed beanie. She wore a tight fitting, long sleeved, black and gray striped shirt and skinny-jeans with descending chains. Her look was complete with two chain necklaces, spiky earrings, and two rings with black biker-looking fingerless mitts. On her feet she wore black knee-high converse. This one immediately ran over to the boys' table and plopped herself in the chair next to Tom's, folding her hands behind her head and sticking her feet up on the table, as if she lived there.
"Ello, Gov'ner!" she said in a thick British accent, "How are you today?"
The boys absolutely shocked, their mouths open and staring at the girls. The "british" one smirked at them, then said in a more natural-sounding American drawl, "I'd close those if I were you. Who knows what could crawl in them otherwise?" The boys immediately popped their mouths shut, still staring at the girl in wonder. Jost cracked a smile, his eyes glistening mischievously.
"Boys," he stated, "meet your new tour mates! Allow me to introduce the girls of 22 Heartz."
After Rachel, the manager of 22 Heartz, got the girls together and both bands and company were herded to the private dining hall of the hotel that had been reserved for them all, she formally introduced them to the boys. "Tom, Bill, Georg, Gustav, Mr. Jost, allow me to start over from the beginning. First, the girls want to apologize for acting up and nearly getting us all thrown out of the hotel. Don't you, girls?" Rachel said sternly.
Izz looked properly abashed for about two seconds, then saw something shiny, got distracted, and forgot what it was she was supposed to be sorry about. Kaili was giggling and kept glancing at Georg while nudging a blushing Emily, who couldn't stop sneaking peaks at Gustav. Shay grinned.
"Nope! Why would we be sorry? That was fun!" she snickered. Rachel rolled her eyes.
The boys burst out laughing, and even the bands' staff cracked smiles.
Rachel let out a sigh. "Anyway, as I was saying, this is Shay," she pointed to the smart-mouthed girl in the beanie, "-Izz," that was the blonde one who said the hotel was big, "-Emily," the brown haired girl, "-and Kaili." The girl with the headband.
Tom put on his signature smirk and looked at the girls, ready to work his magic. As the staff began breaking off into little groups to discuss the next steps, he whispered over his shoulder to Gustav, Bill, and Georg, "Watch and learn!" He shifted over to the girls, the rest of the boys following, rolling their eyes.
He walked up just in time to catch Shay saying to Izz in rapid English, "Damn, German boys are hott!!!" He walked over to her and put an arm around her shoulder, winking at her.
"Why thank you, American girls are hott too," he smirked, and played with his lip ring. Shay glared at him, grabbed his arm, and in a blindingly fast movement threw it off her shoulder and twisted it behind his back. Tom gasped in pain while the other girls laughed and the boys looked on in shock.
"Listen, Mr. One-night-stand-Kaulitz. I've know all about you, and let me tell you something. You try to pull anything on me, Izz, Em, or Kaili, and I will personally make your life a living hell."
She released his arm and then stepped back, continuing her conversation with Ilsa like nothing had happened. Tom rubbed his arm where Shay had twisted it. Gustav and Georg snickered and Bill laughed loudly. Shay shot them endearing looks and wiggled her eyebrows.
"So, sorry for getting off on the wrong foot, but I just thought I would clear up the fact that none of us are going to be one night stands, okay?" Shay said, sticking out her hand at the same time Izz, Kaili, and Emily did. Bill grabbed Ilsa's hand and shook it up and down enthusiastically, then smiled really big when Ilsa began meeting his hand shake with the same enthusiasm. Emily and Gustav shyly shook hands, while Kaili began flirting with Georg. Shay looked at Tom expectantly, but he pointedly ignored her, going over instead to Emily and Gustav. Shay rolled her eyes at him then went to join Bill and Izz. This was not, she thought to herself, exactly going as she had envisioned.
