I'm having a blast today! I just counted up all the messages from one person and got 103...IN A ROW!

He's a good friend.

Out to Lunch...With the Band.

Kyra POV

Georg and Gustav were awesome. On the ride home, they made jokes and almost pushed the twins off the truck when we were in traffic. I think I could like this. But we go home in two days. But a day with the band is the best.

Gordon, Bill, and Tom helped carry our things in. Bill had mine, Tom had Julia's and Gordon was carrying the few that the boys had from being in America for a few days. I laughed and walked behind Bill as he led my to my room. In the hotel suite. Yeah, I could like this life. My phone buzzed erratically in my pocket once my things had been set down. Pulling it out, I had a call from home, my mom's cell phone and a few text messages from three friends of mine. Ignoring my family, I read the messages.

"Where are you?" was Zach's question.

"Did you really go to that Tokio Hotel thingy?" was Allison's.

"Are you coming on Sunday?" was Rob's.

I laughed and looked up to see Bill staring at me. I raised my eyebrows but he shook his head. "What?" I exclaimed and started unpacking my things. My phone was thrown on my bed, and Bill sat next to it. He reached towards it teasingly, causing me to jump over and grab it. "Nothing bad. Just mine."

"Right, who texted you?" he asked getting up and looking down at my bags. They were quite different. One was bright green. And the carry on bag was red and black. "What is wrong with your bags?"

"Nothing and my friends. Zach, Allie and Robert," a grin lit up my face as I said the names, causing him to raise his eyebrows again.

"You don't happen to be in love with one of them?" he teased and leaned on the door frame. I shook my head quickly then turned away, unpacking again. He laughed and padded out. Slipping off my shoes, I slid onto my bed and smiled. There was no way this was really happening. Two ordinary girls from a small town not even on the map don't just get to come to Germany and meet their all time favorite band. That's just not how life works.

You deserve something good. Yeah? Then why don't my parents even care? They tried. You ignore them. By god, I'm having a conversation with myself. STOP! You'll listen one day. No, I'm myself. It doesn't matter. Whatever. I thoroughly continued ignoring myself as my thoughts raced around. Something will happen. Everything will end and it will be a dream. Life doesn't work this way.

Julia came running into my room with her jacket half on and Tom chasing her. She picked up my shoes and threw them at me. "We're going out now, COME ON!" She yelled and then ran away again. Tom sighed and went after her. Bill came to my room shortly after they had left and waited for me. As I pulled my shoes on, he picked up my jacket and held it out to my. Finally, I got my shoes on and we headed outside.

"Who's going?" I asked casually as we searched for the rest of them. If Simone and Gordon we're going, we would have to be good. If not, then wicked. Julia was hyper, as right now she was attempting to jump into the bed of the truck. Without help. Cue sigh and head shake.

"The band and you guys. The parents aren't coming," he smiled, answering my unspoken question. "And we're riding in the truck, not the bed Julia." I laughed and opened the door, Julia jumped in. I climbed in after her, then Bill, then Tom. Gustav was in the passenger seat and Georg was driving. Julia pulled the camera from her pocket.

"MWUAHAHAHAHAHHAHA!" She yelled, then sighed as my hand came in contact with the back of her head. She was camera happy. The camera was passed around in the twenty minute ride and many pictures were taken. Eventually, Tom suggested we move over and that he sit next to Julia.

"Were you the one that gave her sugar?" he shied away from my stare. That's a yes. "I don't trust you next to her. If you gave her sugar...Idiot." Bill laughed, but eventually got me to move over. So now, I was squished between the Kaulitz twins. Life is good.

As we drove, conversation floated through the truck easily. Gustav and Georg were laughing all the time, about something or another. Tom and Bill and Julia were talking to eachother. Bill eventually turned to me and smiled. He grinned and rolled down the window, making both our hair whip in different directions, making me laugh. He had it down today, with a hat on.

"How many pictures of me?" he laughed, making my mouth twist up in a smirk and smacking his arm lightly with the back of my hand. "I was just wondering. I mean, I'm going to be hanging out with you for three or four days, I was to know how much of a stalker I have on my hands." He rubbed his arm with a sullen look on his face before laughing. I pulled my iPod out of my pocket, scrolling through the photos before settling on the folder, labeled 'Bill'.

"Well, five hundred and nine," I laughed as he hid his face. "And there's even a folder named after you. Its okay, I'm not a stalker, this is just my dream. To meet the Tokio Hotel boys. Let alone spend three whole days with them. On their birthday. I've been a fan since four years ago. So you were sixteen and I was twelve. You've been my idol for four years. Be proud, every other band I listened to lasted three weeks, maybe."

Georg pulled into the restaurant and parked. We all eagerly jumped out and walked towards the doors. Gustav held them open then walked in after me. The hostess dropped her pen, then stumbled to gather her things. "Six" she muttered to herself then walked us to a secluded corner. The booth was the two walls, with the corner and another one on the other side taking the opposite corner. The other two were open for people to get in and leave. "Your waiter will be out shortly," she said and ran off towards the kitchen. We all laughed as we slid into our seats.

The seating arrangement was Bill, I, Julia then Tom. On the other side sat Georg and Gustav. Our laughter rang through the half empty restaurant, our talk was loud and our smiles were huge.

I could learn to like Germany.

Thanks everyone! I've just been so busy between my horse, my friends and school. I've been having a hectic time adjusting to everything in my life. Its this seventh grade thing, I've gone mad. xD.

Anyway, check out the story Tokio Hotel: Moving To America by my best friend and I. I have it favorited and she is a favorite author. InxYourxShadowx and whatever other 'x's there are. I soon have to go back to school after staying up till 5 AM every morning over Winter break. Christmas was great and I couldn't wait to write, then I realized I forgot my notebook with all my ideas in school.

Well, so I wrote this story. Which I really should update more often. I love the concept, of me being happy and everything. Absorbing myself into my world of best friends, Tokio Hotel and food. Its all to good to be true. The Humanoid album is amazing, especially in German. Lolz. I got it for X-Mas, while my best friend J got Zimmer 483 and Shrei (sp?), so we traded. Now, we both have all the songs on our iPods. Even ones not on CDs. If not in video form. Lol

Anyway, thanks again. And Review!

-Kyra-

PS: The messages ended up being around 120...xD