Alex and Bill said goodbye when Alex's mother told her to come back inside and Bill rejoined the other band members. About ten minutes later, Alex's group left. Bill watched her walk out the door. She glanced back over her shoulder at him on her way out and waved. Then she was gone. Bill turned back around towards his band mates. They were looking at him silently.

"What?" he asked, looking from one face to another.

"Oh, nothing." Tom looked away with a smile. Georg chuckled and Gustav just looked at him longer. "You are really hung up on this girl, aren't you?"

"She's not just any girl and her name is Alex!" Bill answered their questions with his response.

"Why? She's not even that hot!" Tom said with a chuckle. Tom was the player of the group. He only liked girls for one thing; their sex appeal. He was with a different girl every few nights and all of them wondered when a special girl was going to come along and change his ways. Bill hoped it was soon, before his twin made a big mistake. Condoms aren't foolproof and are capable of breaking, you know. And if something happened it could mean bad news for the whole band.

"She is too! She's like nothing I've ever seen before. She is a very special girl, Tom, so keep your mouth shut about it, ok?"

"I was just saying, jeez!"

"Well, it's not your place to be saying anything."

"Ok, sorry bro. I will keep my mouth shut about it."

Bill wasn't sure what made him so on edge or protective of the girl but he was and he didn't like his brother ripping on her. He truly did love the way she looked; their fashion sense was almost exactly alike. Yes, she really is something special, he thought while finishing his meal in silence.

Back at her hotel room, Alex logged onto her borrowed laptop, and them onto her yahoo email account. One contact online, the sidebar said. Colista. Alex clicked on her friend's name.

Alex: Heyy girl! You will never guess what just happened!

Colista: Oh, no. Do I want to know?

Alex: YES!!!

Colista: ok, just making sure. Continue…

Alex: I met Bill!!!!!!! At the concert! I was walking around backstage and we ran into eachother… literally!!

Colista: O…M…F…G!!!! 0.0 Liar! NO u didn't, no way!

Alex: I swear on his life that I did! We even talked!

Colista: OMG nooo wayyyy! That is amazing! It's a miracle!

Alex: I know! And then guess what?

Colista: Spit it out chica!

Alex: He took me back to my hotel. He came and had dinner at the same restaurant that my class was eating at! We sat outside and talked for an hour! He said he wanted to see me again!

Colista: OMFG! Lucky ducky!! I told u that going on the trip was a good idea! HA! I get the credit wen u 2 get married!

Alex: I am soooo glad I came on the trip! He said he was going to meet me in the hotel lobby tomoro morning before our bus leaves. I wonder if he'll drive me home? I hope so!!

Colista: That would be so cool!

Alex: I NO!!!

Colista: Ok well I have to go, cuz some of us have homework this week :(

Alex: Ok fine, Collette just got on so I have to tell her my news now anyways.

Colista: Ok Im sooo happy for you though!! Byee

Alex: Bye!

Colista stared at her computer screen with tears welling up in her eyes. Don't take it wrong, she was extremely happy for her friend. Alex hadn't been that happy in, well, as long as she had known her. So she was extremely happy for her. Bill was all Alex ever talked about, or thought about for that matter. Bill was her reason for still being alive. But she couldn't listen to Alex's happy romantic day. Hers had been just the opposite. Her boyfriend had broken up with her the day before and she was really upset about it. She had really fallen hard for the guy and he had for her too. But it hadn't worked out. He was a little bit of a player and was always all over the girls; all of them but her. In the last week that they had been dating, he had basically ignored her every day. He hadn't hugged her in a week either. At the beginning they were constantly together, always hugging and touching. He had come to her house, and met her parents. Even her grandparents, which none of her boyfriends had met yet. Everyone had approved. She had been so sure that they were going to be together for a long time. Maybe even forever. Nothing was right anymore. She had been afraid to go to school that morning for fear of bursting into tears in half of her classes and in the hallway in between. Lunch had been especially difficult; he sat with another girl. One of the girls he had been all over the week before. The one who he had asked for a hug on Friday, before seeing her, and then when he saw her he told the girl to wait until Colista was down the hallway. That had hurt more that if he had just ignored her. The next day he was chasing a different girl up the hallway asking for a hug, and then in third hour, hugging a different girl right behind her. They stopped talking, except through text messages and when she called him out on it, he turned it around on her. They both admitted that they weren't as close as they used to be and he had broken it off. Her life was not going great at the time before that and it was like the final blow. She broke down and cried for hours. Everything was going wrong. She wanted him to step into the role of supporting her when no one else could, and he had for a while. Then they grew apart. And it was even more difficult than her past breakups because he was her first kiss. That fact made it hurt ten times worse. Even thinking about it now, she was tearing up and on the verge of losing it again. She thought back to when she had walked into school that morning. She went in a different door than normal; it was just more convenient, and he had come in the side door. They had an awkward moment when they both saw each other, and he walked ahead. Her face had burned red in shame, and she almost burst into tears right there. But she forced herself to keep moving, make it through the day. She managed to make it home before breaking down. He had slipped right through her fingers. And again, as she came out of her flashback, the thought was enough. Tears flowed silently down her cheeks once again. She went and buried her head in her pillow, where it remained for the better part of the evening.

The next morning, Alex was shaken awake by her mother.

"Time to get ready to leave. Get up and get dressed. You still have bags to pack too."

Alex signed. There was always something to be done, always something else to occupy her attention. She was hoping that they were leaving late enough to allow her to sleep In. She still wasn't sure that she believed what had happened the day before. The occurrences of that day were too good to be true; she was quite sure of that. For her anyways, they were far above her usual level of good, which she called a low level of torture. She rolled over and stretched, popping various joints in her back and arms. She stood and yawned, heading for the bathroom to get her glasses and take her medicine. She couldn't go a day without her meds, and as bad as that sounded, it was true. She had severe asthma and had a few meds for her lungs. Also she had acid reducers and stomach meds. Her head was usually messed up when she didn't have her glasses on, but today it was especially bad. That just meant that there was an unhealthy lack of oxygen in her lungs already. Great. She staggered dizzily towards the bathroom, dizziness and depth perception problems did not mix well. She ran right into the wall on the right of the bathroom door, forehead smacking the wood with enough force to knock her backwards. And that was a lot of force. Laying on her back, gazing up at the ceiling was where her mother found her a few minutes later. At the sight of her she burst out laughing.

"Again, Alex, really?" Her mother was used to this kind of thing by now, to the point that it didn't even alarm her anymore. She usually just laughed. Alex was pretty much indestructible when in came to balance accidents anyways so her safety wasn't a concern. Now, sports were a different story. She was constantly hurt in athletics.

"Maybe…" Alex grinned up at her mother from the floor.

"Alright, get up, kid. I know you would just love to stay here and lay around on the floor all day but we have to go home. I'll bet your father is excited to see you again."

Yeah, right, Alex thought. He will probably just start yelling at me again the second I walk through the door. It's all he ever does. Alex didn't voice these thoughts though. She didn't want to upset her mother today, especially if she wanted to have any hope at all of Bill driving her home. If he offered, that is. She wasn't going to ask; that would be rude. But she was really hoping that he offered and she needed her mom happy with her to have any chance at all of getting permission. Alex got up off the floor and staggered the rest of the way into the bathroom. Her mom shook her head, still smiling, and went back to packing her own bags.

Colista was awakened by the sun shining on her face. She was still wearing her clothes from the day before and was still sprawled across the bed in the same position as the previous day. Shit! She thought back to the night before. I must have fallen asleep! What day is it? She picked up her phone from the nightstand next to her on the left. Saturday?! Wait….. Alex comes home today… what time… She glanced at the phone again. 11:30?!! Collette's gonna be here in half an hour to pick me up! Fuck! Colista sprang out of bed and ran to the bathroom, hoping to have time to squeeze in a quick shower. Collette was picking her, Allie, and Asha up to go surprise Alex when she got back from the trip. But if she didn't hurry, the rest of the girls would be there without her. There was a significance to it being those four girls, other than the fact that they were Alex's closest friends. The five of them together, Alex, Allie, Asha, Collette, and Colista were the members of a band as well. Ok, so you couldn't really call them a band; they were more like a group of music-and-Tokio-Hotel-obsessed girls who decided that they wanted to try and make it in the music world. The only problem: none of them could play the right instruments or write music. They had lyrics, but didn't know how to put them to music. Colista jumped in the shower, hoping they wouldn't go on without her to Alex's house.

Bill walked through the hotel doors and found a chair in the corner, where he had the least chance of being recognized, though that wasn't as big an issue in the U.S. as in Germany. He sighed. He was anxious to see Alex again. He didn't know what it was about her, but he was intrigued by her, and captivated. He was planning on offering her a ride home. The other band mates had decided to come along too. They were waiting in the car in the parking lot behind the building. Bill picked up a magazine, flipping through it, but only paying it half his attention. The other half was waiting for Alex to come out of the elevator. He sighed, hoping she didn't take too long; he really wanted to see her.

"Alex… come on. We have to go! We were supposed to be in the lobby ten minutes ago! If you had packed yesterday like I told you to then we…" Alex tuned out her mother and sped up. They reached the elevator which her classmates, characteristically, hadn't held for her. The two waited two more minutes and then gave up on waiting; they headed for the stairs.

Bill looked up as some of Alex's classmates that he recognized from the day before came out of the elevator. Alex was nowhere to be seen. He turned back to his magazine.

Ten minutes later he looked back up and saw her running towards where he was seated. He dropped the magazine and stood, catching her as she flew into his arms. He kissed her cheek and swung her around. All of her classmates just stood and stared. He was to happy to have her in his arms to even care.

Alex emerged from the narrow stairwell and saw Bill sitting in the corner, a fashion magazine in his hands. She ran towards him, dropping her two bags on the way and flying into his arms. She was surprised, though pleasantly, when he kissed her on the cheek and swung her around enthusiastically. He seemed just as happy to see her as she was to see him.

"How are you today? How did you sleep?"

"Very well, thank you. What about you?"
"Very well, though I was looking forward to seeing you and didn't sleep well."

"That's very sweet of you."

"It's true"

Alex smiled. She couldn't believe her luck. Bill Kaulitz, The Bill Kaulitz, was the one standing in front of her, and he was every bit as wonderful as she could have hoped. She had dreamed of meeting him her whole life but none of the dreams had even stood up to the real thing.

Bill reached down and took her hand.

"I have something to ask you." Alex looked at him expectantly, and he continued. "Would you like to ride back to Michigan with the band and I? We have a concert in Detroit that we just set up in a few days and we could go early and see some of the cities."

"I would love that!" Alex's eyes lit up. "I'll go get my bags."

"No. I'll get the bags, you go clear this with your mother and chaperone."

Alex gave him a defiant look but obeyed. He had the feeling that she was going to ride with him whether her mother said yes or not, but the fact that he was making her ask would surely earn him some brownie points with her mom. He had the feeling that he was going to need a lot of brownie points in the future.

"Mother!" Alex marched over to where her mom was talking to the teacher across the room. "Bill offered me a ride and I accepted. I will be riding back to Michigan with him."

Oh great, Bill thought. He had been right. She really wasn't going to listen to what her mom said now that he had asked her. She was just going to do it. Period. He walked across the room to where Alex and her mom were arguing.

"Hello," he said in that adorable German accent of his. "I'm Bill. As Alex said before, the band and I would be more than happy to drive Alex back to your home with us, we are heading that way anyways, for a concert." Bill knew that Alex's mother had made the connection to who he was. "That is, with your permission."

Alex looked up at him, disappointment in her eyes.

"Well Bill, this is all very sudden to me. I really don't think it is a good idea." Alex's face mirrored the disappointment that he was feeling inside. "However," Alex perked up and his heartbeat jumped. " I admire the fact that you came and asked me first, instead of just taking her word for it." The woman gestured to Alex. "You may take her home, but she will have to leave her bags with me so she has to come and get them from the school where all of the other kids are being dropped off. I still have to ride on the bus. Mrs. Smith, is that alright?"

The teacher jerked her attention towards them. She had been watching the other students and didn't appear to have heard a word that anyone said. "Whatever you say; you're her mother." The teacher walked away quickly, not wanting to be involved.

"Ok then. It's settled. Alex, if you really want to ride with this Bill guy, you can." Her mother smiled at them both and gave Alex a hug, knowing without response what Alex's answer would be.

"Thank you sooo much, mother!!" Alex's face was overjoyed as she took Bills hand again and headed for the parking lot. What a day this was sure to be!

Authors Note: sorry it took me so long to update, ive been busy though. please review!! and yes, i did just go through a break up, so thats where the paragraph about the new character, Colista, came from. Ill try and update sooner this time but until then please, please, please, review!!! :)