Eyes on fire.

Jayla's P.O.V.

I was just staring into those gorgeous honey-brown eyes; I could stare into them forever. As much as I tried to pull my attention away from the eyes, and try to see who they were, I couldn't. There was a mad ramble going on in my brain, trying to figure out who the person could be. All of a sudden, it hit me. I was staring into the eyes of Bill Kaulitz. It could easily have been his twin brother, Tom, except for that fact that his eyes were lined in black eyeliner, a characteristic of Bill, not Tom. All ultimately felt depressed and jealous inside. He must be here for one of the clones. I was a nobody, and they were all rich girls who flaunt themselves around town with their fathers, unlike me, who hid in the shadows.

Then, I remembered. It was me who won the contest. It was me who was going to go on tour in a matter of days. I was the one who was going to spend three months with the Tokio Hotel. The only reason it hit me was because I faintly heard someone say, "Excuse me, I'm looking for Jayla Holland." His voice had an extreme German accent, unlike any I'd heard before. The way he said my name amused me, replacing the J for a Y so it came out sounding like 'Yaylah'. I didn't have much time to react before I realized I should stand up.

I got up, speaking the best I could while my knees were shaking and my voice was unstable. I stumbled some words out of my mouth, "Umm… I'm Jayla."

I thought he was just going to ask me to come outside of the room with him, in a quiet matter that would leave everyone in the classroom gossiping about me. That would have been lovely compared to what really happened. He walked over to me, one of his strides easily matching what three of mine would be. Grabbing my wrists, he spoke into my ear, "You're coming with me, don't make any noises or screams, or you will not be happy. Got it?" I swallowed and nodded, actually scared. All the students in the class were just looking at me, perplexed. The only one who was actually moving was Katie, and she was giving me thumbs up. He pulled me out by the door, telling the teacher not to worry about me; I was excused by the principal. I also could have sworn he winked at her, but I couldn't be sure.

He pulled me out into the hallway. It was just in time too, because I started hyperventilating. I didn't know why I was having a panic attack, maybe it was because I was being pulled out of a classroom by Bill Kaulitz in a very strange way. I almost got my emergency paper bag out of my pocket until I heard Elaina laugh hysterically. Now I knew what was going on. Elaina thought it would be funny to freak me out and cause even more gossip about me. Bill only went along with it because he really didn't know what to think of her and was a little scared. Kayla, on the other hand, was right next to me, consoling me, telling me that everything was all right, while giving Elaina death stares.

I eventually settled down while telling Bill that I was fine, because he was freaking out. He had apologized to me a million times; all of us girls had to keep telling him that I have panic attacks a lot. He looked so adorable, though, I just wanted to go up to him and pinch his cheeks. I refrained from doing that, because I wanted a shot with him and didn't want to freak him out. I must have looked like a hot mess, because I was sweating bullets.

Then, I realized I was wearing a very short skirt. I was automatically glad that I had on my longest pair of knee-highs. I never thought I was skinny, or pretty, so I was automatically self-conscious. I looked nothing like Anyssa, who was tall, gorgeous, and skinny, had amazing eyes, soft skin, plump lips, and a body that models would kill for. I, on the other hand, was short, my skin was always flushed red, my eyes were seriously messed up – due to one eye being for sighted and the other near sighted – so one was larger then the other, my nose was a bit too long, I was a pale freak, and I weighed about 105 pounds. Kayla was about the same, just an inch taller and two pounds lighter.

Standing next to Bill made it even worse. He was very tall, and unhealthily skinny. I knew the reason he was so skinny was because he smoked, which was going to give him wrinkled and kill him one day, not to mention the fact that they had to kill animals to make them. His face was also perfect, nicely proportioned, manly, but on the slight feminine and boyish side. I didn't know how his parents could conceive such a beauty, they must look like supermodels.

Eventually, I grew tired of just telling Bill it was okay and started to speak, "Well, hello, I'm Jayla, though you already know that. It's nice to meet you all. I hate to say it, but I should just get it out now, I am kinda in love with your band. People think I'm obsessed, but I'm not. I don't mean to scare you off, but I thought you should know. I promise there will be no fan-girl screams coming from my mouth."

I was surprised at how easily the words came out of my mouth. I imagined I would be stuttering and out of breath. It seemed so natural to be talking to them, like they were my best friends.

The boys stayed quiet, not quite knowing how to respond to it. Eventually, Bill spoke, being braver then the others, which I appreciated, "It's very nice to meet you too Jayla. Yes, I can pronounce your name right. I suppose you are all wondering why we are here. I have been told that you have been informed about you winning the contest, right," he asked, which made us all nod, "We have decided to come spend time with you before the tour, get to know you better before we have to live together. We are also performing at your prom, but shhh, you can't tell anybody!"

That just made me ecstatic; Tokio Hotel was going to be at my prom! Though, I was automatically crushed, because there was no way Bill could be my date. A boy in my class, Teven, had already asked me. I felt bad, because I liked Teven. He was a good kid, one of my friends, but I didn't really like him the same way. I said yes because I didn't want to hurt his feelings, and I kind of wanted to show all the clones that I could get a date too.

I was thinking about prom until I was interrupted by Tom, "Now, we plan on following you to all your classes today, just to get a feeling of what you're like with all of your friends. And we are choosing who we want to be a little puppy to. I pick Anyssa!"

Well, that was obvious. Tom was a player, he always wanted the pretty girl, and knowing him, he would try to get her into his bed tonight; I was glad that Anyssa was not that kind of girl.

"Gustav, who do you pick?" Tom asked anxiously.

"Uhh, Kayla, I think," he said, blushing. I knew they were meant to be together! Kayla would be totally oblivious to the fact that he likes her; I would have to tell her later.

"I want Elaina, I love spunky girls," Georg said, without hesitation. He then proceeded to take her hand and kiss it lightly. "Dies wird Spaß machen," he said softly. Elaina was completely confused and pulled her hand away, being silent for once. I laughed because I knew he meant 'this is going to be fun'.

Bill and I looked at each other awkwardly; we were the last two alone. "I guess this means we're together," I said shuffling my foot on the floor. He threw me a quick smile.

All of the others went off into the classrooms, while Bill and I stood silent. The last words he said to me before taking my hand and leading me back into homeroom were, "I remember you from the concert, and you're still just as beautiful as when I first saw you."

a/n. I know I've been bad, and I just left you with a cliffe, but please forgive me! I've been so busy with everything that is happening with my idiot of a father. So I apologize. But luckily for you, he inspired a chapter coming soon, so yayy! I love you!