"Hi!" a woman said, plopping down in front of Lina.
She was sitting down at a table as Tom and Bill struck horribly ridiculous poses while the photographer took a great many of photos.
"Hello."
"Are you Lina?" The woman asked cheerfully as she sipped at some sort of chocolate/coffee drink.
Lina thought that maybe it wasn't the best idea for the pretty little blonde to be drinking anything with caffeine.
"Yes…" She stated.
"WORK IT BILL!" Georg shouted from across the room.
Bill promptly flipped him off.
"I'm Natasha by the way." She said holding out a hand.
Lina reached forward and shook her hand.
Natasha couldn't help but notice the small scars that were on the back of her small, white hand.
"So what are you doing?" Natasha asked.
"Math homework." Lina stated with quite an amount of distain.
"Not going real well?" Natasha asked laughing as she tried to wipe the foundation and black eye shadow off her fingertips.
"No." Lina stated. "But I'd be doing better. IF I WAS IN MY OWN ROOM!" she shouted at Bill who had quite obviously been paying close attention to her.
"LOVE YOU TOO!" He shouted laughing.
Lina simply rolled her eyes as Gustav sat down next to them and grabbed her homework from across the table.
"How long until we can go home?" Lina whined as she laid her head on the table despairingly.
"Soon." Gustav said quietly as he scribbled on the paper in front of him.
Natasha had been the bands makeup artist for near on seven years, and in all the time she had known the boys, she couldn't help but be blown away by how all four of them acted towards Lina. She just thought it was so funny how each of them, (with the exception of Bill, who obviously felt something slightly deeper) had practically adopted her as a sister.
As Gustav pushed the completed math sheet to Lina, Georg put a plate of food in front of her and Bill shouted something to the camera men to keep the ''effing lens of her.'' Natasha couldn't help but laugh.