Third Embarrassment

Gustav:

I sit in the recliner that is backstage, continuing to rock out to Metalica and pound on air drums, something that I do before a show or a performance, it helps relieve my nerves. The song ends, and I take off my headphones; it was almost time for us to go on stage. I twirl my drum sticks in my hand and I join the rest of the band at the stage entrance, where the announcer was getting the crowd pumped up. It was just a small performance, nothing big, but it was our first one in several months. Even though neither of us would dare admit it, we were all nervous.

"And now, for the moment you've all been waiting for, I introduce you to the number 1 German band in the world, Bill, Tom, Gustav, and Georg from Tokio Hotel!"

The sounds of screaming girls escalates, and we take that as our cue to come on stage. We all smile, and Bill leads us out into the open. When Bill reaches the entrance the screaming continues, and soon the entire band is enveloped in colored lights, screaming fans, and music equipment. I go to my drum set, and Bill takes his usual place by the microphone.

"Hey everyone!" Bill shouts, and we hear hundreds of replies being shout at us. "It feels so good to be back, here on stage. Tonight, we are going to play a couple songs for you, and then the rest of the show will go on. So now, put your hands together for Automatic!"

The fans scream even louder, and the Tom and Georg begin the first lines. I join them, and soon Bill is singing along.

You're automatic,

And your heart's like an engine

I die with every beat

You're automatic,

And you're voice is electric

Why do I still believe?

It's automatic

Everywhere in you letter

A lie that makes me bleed

It's automatic when you say things get better

But they never...

There's no real love in you...

Bill continues into the chorus, and I smile to myself as we hear the audience singing along to our newly released single, and I felt a sense of home wash over me. I began to play my drums with even more enthusiasm, and I can feel the energy of the audience flowing through my body, my own energy source. The end of the song comes up, and I make sure to end it a little flashier than usual. When we end, the crowd screams, and Bill give a little bow. We all stand up and make our way back stage, but not before I toss my drum sticks into the crowd. I find my way backstage with the rest of the group, and we are greeted by Jost, who gives us all high fives and compliments us. I ignore them all and make my way to the chair I was sitting in before, and I waited for everyone else to get ready. Despite the shows wishes, we weren't able to stay after our performance, we needed to get back on the road and continue our way back to where ever it was we needed to get to.

We arrived at the trailer with no problems, and we all collapse on our respective seats or beds. Jost comes in and gives us a speech about how well we did, but I tune it out. All I can think about is getting on my laptop and talking to Nora, seeing what she was up to. When Jost leaves, our trailer starts rolling, and we are on our way. I carefully make my way to the trailer table, and I pull out my computer. I see Tom smirk out of the corner of my eye, and I flip him off. Snickering fills the trailer, but I tune them out by placing my headphones over my head and blasting Metalica. I smile to myself as I see Bill complain to Tom about me, but I didn't care. I pull up World of Warcraft, and I see a familiar face online. I was about to click on her name to open a chat window when my message box beeps. I open it up, and to my surprise she sent me one first.

RedenMarionette: GUSTAV!

Metalica483: Whoa, hi there! Why are you screaming at me?

RedenMarionette: Because, I have great news! :D

Metalica483: Okay, what is it?

RedenMarionette: Guess!

Metalica483: Oh, okay... um... I don't know. What is it?

RedenMarionette: Oh come on, thats no fun. Seriously, guess.

Metalica483: Okay then! Uh... you won a million dollars?

RedenMarionette: No, but that would be cool. Guess again.

Metalica483: Um... You learned how to cook?

RedenMarionette: That's not funny, and no.

Metalica483: Okay then, tell me! What is it?

I waited impatiently for her, excited for what had happened. I waited as she typed up her answer, and I began to get impatient for a response. Finally, my message box beeped, and I greedily read her message. When I finished, I just about fell out of my seat.

RedenMarionette: I'm coming to Germany. I'll be here in November, all the way to January. I... I would like to see you.

I stare in shock at her message, unable to do anything. She was coming to Germany, and during the time that the band would be there too. As I stare at the message, I'm finally able to understand what was written to me.

"Holy crap, she's coming to Germany!" I shout, and I'm suddenly surrounded by my band mates. I can hear whooping as they read my message, but I can only stare in shock.

Nora was coming. We would be able to meet. All I could think at the moment was holy crap. . . and WOW!

What Obscure Worlds!~Third Embarrassment ,END