"Sooo..." Georg said the next day.

"NO!" Natasha knew what he was going to ask. About the guy that she liked. AKA: Him

"Why Not? I REALLY wanna know. What if I guessed? Would you tell me then?"

Natasha just shrugged. "I'll warn you though, I'm good at guessing games. Hint?" Georg nodded. "Hmmmm...ok....He's older."

"You've mentioned."

"Oh. Ook then, he....lives here, in Germany."

"Oh you don't want one of those German guys, they're trouble." Georg smirked.

Natasha rolled her eyes. "I know. I keep trying to tell myself that. But I just don't listen. I'm very stobbron."

"I know." Georg repeated. Natasha punched his arm. "Another hint?"

Natasha opened her mouth but just then, her name was called. 'Don't be Ella, oh PLEASE don't be Ella!' Natasha thought. It wasn't. It was a guy. Jack! The guy she had a crush on back home. What was HE doing here?

Jack went up to them and smiled at Tasha. "Shouldn't you be back home, in school?" He teased.

"Shouldn't you?" Tasha countered. In her head, she debated weather or not to knock Jack's head off. She really wanted to right now. His blonde head would go flying! *Woosh*

"Meh." He shrugged. "School's boring." He looked at Georg but said nothing.

Natasha turned to Georg too. "Es tut mir leid." She murmered, knowing Jack was being rude to Georg.

Georg just shrugged. "Das macht nichts." He just took out his phone and started texting. "Viel Gluck."

"I don't like not being able to speak German..." Jack muttered.

"Which is why we spoke German. What are you doing here?"

He grinned. "You won't like the answer." Natasha waited. "Class trip. sprung for the cheapest trip she could to Germany after she heard that you were going." He stopped to send a small glare in Georg's direction when he caught him staring at Natasha, who knew Georg was just trying to annoy Jack. "She figured it would be a good learning expeirence." Jack finally finished.

"Well good for her." Natasha turned to Georg, then spotted Gustav. "Hey! It's Gustav."

Georg waved to his friend and stood up, holding out his hand for Tasha, giving her a 'Lets leave' look. She took it and they walked away with Tasha hanging off Georg. "Bye Jack." Georg called over his shoulder.

"You don't like him, do you?" Natasha asked.

"Nope." Georg answered shortly. They walked up to Gustav and started talking. Both Natasha and Gustav were glad to meet each other finally. Natasha especially.

Once again, noone knew the Kathline was watching. Only this time, she was watching so she could perfect her 'master plan'.

Georg walked into the twins' house. He had brought Natasha home early this time. She said that she had something to do, but wouldn't tell him what. He wanted to know badly.

"Hey Lover boy." Tom Kaulitz cooed. "Have fun with your teen-girlfriend today?"

Georg threw a couch pillow at Tom's head and hit him dead-on. "She's not my girlfriend, so shut up." He flopped down onto the loveseat and sighed. No. She wasn't his girlfriend, but he wished every night that she was. He had never thought she'd grow up to be this beautiful young lady who could make his mind shut down everytime she smiled at him.

Suddenly, the pillow Georg had just hurdled at Tom came flying back at him and hit his face. "What the fuck Tom?" He glared at his bandmate, who wore an amused look. "What?"

"I was just wondering, instead of just spending every single day with her, why don't you take her out? You know, on a REAL date?"

"She's busy tonight."

"Oh really? Maybe she's going out with that Jack dude tonight..." Tom ducked as the pillow was once again thrown in his direction. "You missed."

"Sadly. How did you know about Jack?"

"Gustav told me."

"Arschlock. She's not."

"How do you know?"

Tom had a point. Georg only knew that she was doing something tonight, he didn't know what.... He quickly found his phone and called her. He HAD to know.

Natasha answered the phone with "Georg, I'm busy right now."

"But I wanna know why I had to bring you home early." He whined. Tom laughed and this time, Georg chucked a remote at his head. 'Drat,' Georg thought, 'he caught it.'

"I told you, No."

"Natasha, five minutes." Said a voice.

"Five minutes for what?" Georg asked.

"Nothing. Listen, I REALLY have to go."

"Natasha!"

"Bye." Then, Georg heard the click indicating that she was gone

"Little bitch." he growled.

Just then, Bill walked in. "Whose a little bitch?" He asked his long-haired friend.

"Natasha."

"Why?"

"Cause she won't tell me what she's doing tonight." Georg grumbled.

"She doesn't have to, hobbit." Bill argued, using the nickname Georg hated.

Georg knew what he meant, but Bill had taken the comment wrong. "That's not what I mean." Georg said. He sat up and looked straight at Bill. "She made me take her home early today because she was going to do something. And when i asked her what, She just shook her head and shut the door in my face."

"Maybe she hates you." Bill giggled.

"You know what Mecki?" Georg played the nickname game just as well as Bill did. He flipped off his roommate.

Bill just rolled his eyes. Then they lit up. "By the way, I know what Natasha's doing tonight. And I can't believe that YOU don't."

"What?"

"Go on the sub-divison's website." The sub-divison that the twins lived in was so big, it was almost considered a town, but so small, that you could walk it's perimiter in about an hour and a half. It had it's own church and everything. Including a 'Town square' and it's own website.

Georg slid his laptop out of it's case and started it up. He clicked on internet explorer and typed in the division's website in the address bar. "Now what?" he asked Bill.

"Click 'Square events'." Georg did and saw that there was a charity concert going on tonight. "Now, click 'performers'."

Georg clicked and saw that Natasha's name, along with two others, was on the list. "She sings?"

"DUH!" Bill scolded. "and she's good too." Georg glared at Bill. "what? I watched her reherse..."

"Yeah. I can't believe she wouldn't tell me.."

Bill leaned against his twin, who pushed him up, reciving a punch in the torso. "She didn't want to tell you because she's playing Tokio hotel songs."

"Sounds like you did a little more than watch..."

"She saw me and came up to me. She pretty much begged me not to tell you."

"And yet, you told me anyway.." Georg grinned.

"Yup! Now go watch her sing."

Georg got to the square just in time to see Natasha end 'Hey Du'.

"Whoa." Georg's gasp of surprise was drowned out by the thunderous claping of the crowd.

Natasha was dressed in a black and blue Hot topic skirt. Compleat with chains and a dark-colored tank-top. She didn't necessarily look like a goth. Or a slut. Just...Not her. She still wore little make-up, and her plain brown hair was wavey, not curley, but not exactly straight either. But Georg had never seen her wear anything like that. She'd never wore a skirt around him. He thought it looked absolutly amazing on her.

Georg snapped out of his trance just in time to see Natasha's eyes land on him. Her expression reminded him of when David had told him about Natasha's bracelet. He felt so guilty because he knew that she didn't want him here.

"So how are you all doing tonight?" She adressed the crowd but he eyes stayed on Georg.

"Gut!" They screamed at the top of their lungs. They seemed to enjoy her singing. Georg couldn't blame them, she was amazing.

"That's good. But now, I'm going to let my good friend Serenity take over. She's just a good as singer as me....Well almost." Natasha put on an innocent face and looked at the girl behind the keyboard. Serenity had pin-straight brown hair that reached her waist. It was a little darker then Natasha's.

Serenity smiled sweetly at Tasha. "You're so funny. But I'm going to show you how it's done."

Natasha shook her head with a grin. She handed the microphone to her bandmate, who gave her a playful shove as she exited the stage.

Georg pushed through the crowd to where the stage was. There was a building behind it, and someone guarding it. He thought that a little weird untill a girl a little younger than Tasha herself went running towards the place. The man stopped her and told her that only certain people were allowed in there.

The girl sulked away. She was muttering in english. She was probably a tourist. But that didn't make Georg any less scared of the guy.

He walked up and smiled to the guy. The man just shook his head. "It's my job to keep Natasha safe while she's in Germany."

"But I'm famous myself. That surely makes a difference..."

"Natasha knows ALOT of famous people. YOU are no exception unless she tells me so."

Right then, Georg got a text from her saying "Get your ass back here NOW!" Georg turned his phone to the guard, who make a face. He held up one finger and disappeared into the building. When he came back out he quoted the text Georg had just recived.

But Georg hesitated. He hoped she wasn't mad at him....