Do not own Tokio Hotel or ANTM.
I climbed down the tree, landing on the ground with a couple of leaves in my hair and faced Georg. " What did I do this time?" " Nothing." What? " Gustav cut his finger. Badly. Did you not hear him swear?" Just then, in the house, I heard a faint, ' Cherry!' from Gustav. I walked into the house and nearly gagged: The cloth Gustav held to his hand was covered in blood! Gustav was sooooo pale! " Ouch, how'd that happen? Doing one of your manly stunts again Gustav?" " Wow, that hurt more than the wound." He said sarcastically. " I doubt that, it looks painful. Bill, wheres the Antiseptic, and is that my eyeliner you are using?"
Bill put down the eyeliner and huffed, checking his phone for anything in particular. " It's in the bathroom, but Toms in there." I marched to the bathroom and pounded on the door. " TOM! QUIT MASTURBATING AND HAND ME THE ANTISEPTIC!" Tom opened the door with a towel around his waist. " What the fuck, I was taking a shower!" " Just hand me the antiseptic before Gustav's hand falls off!" " My hand is gonna fall off?" " I'm kidding!" Tom handed the the antiseptic as I asked. " What happened to your slut?" Tom smirked at the nickname I had given her. " She and I got into a fight." " And we all wonder why you can never hold down a girl."
" Oh, I can hold down a girl, believe me." Tom smirked. I slapped him across the face and ran back downstairs to Gustav. " OUCH!" He yelped as the clear liquid overcame his wound. " Sorry. How did you get the cut? I told you not to cut anything, I would have been right down." Just as Gustav was gonna reply, Georg butted in from the other room. " He was chopping the tomatoes, and his hand slipped." I looked at Gustav for some sort of conformation and I got it. " I know you can't stand tomatoes...so I thought I could do them for you." How cute is he? " Aw!" I wrapped him up in a big bear-hug and kissed his cheek. I know it may sound stereotypical, but where I came from, we kissed everyone on the cheek. " You're so adorable!" I kissed him on the other cheek and finished the salad for Gustav. " Next time, don't cut anything, just come find me."
Gustav nodded, still blushing, and turned back to the t.v while Bill placed a small letter on the counter beside me. It said," Dear Miss Kuniko Matsumoto: Congratulations! You are #5 out of 30 girls for Americas Next Top Model preliminaries! Be sure to be at the Manhatten airport by 10 o'clock Monday July 15th. Congratulations again. Sincerly, Tyra Banks." I dropped the letter as my hand flew to my chest and throat. " Georg!!" I croaked out. I could hardly breathe! Me! A contestant for 'ANTM'! " Cherry?" Georg asked as he bolted into the kitchen. I pried the hand on my chest off to point at the letter on the floor, still gripping the countertop for support. Bill, Tom, and Gustav came in as Georg mouthed the letter to himself as the others read over his shoulder. Bill put a arm around my waist and my arm behind his neck to hold me up.
" Cherry! You're in!" I could only nod. Sorta. " Cherry, are you having a panic attack?" I shook my head no and don't remember a thing, 'cause I blacked out on the floor.
Next Day....
Ugh,what happened? " Owie....." I whined. How'dI get a massive pain in my leg? I moved my head and realized somebody was in the bed with me. Uh-oh. Oh please don't tell me I had sex! I looked down and saw that I had my clothes on. Close one. Whose arms are on my waist? And whose head is on my chest? Bills, of course.
" Bill...." I whispered, tugging on a piece of his hair. He only mumbled in his sleep. 'Fine!' I lifted his head gently off of me and onto a pillow close to his head, and nearly stepped on Georg! What is with everyone sleeping by me?! I tiptoed over Georg, Gustav, and then Tom, who slept at the foot of the bed, and stepped towards the bathroom. Ugh, I needed a shower so bad! Who doesn't love shampoo like the smell of lime and coconuts? Especially in the summer. I got dressed, ( in different clothes) and went downstairs when everything that happened last night hit me: I was leaving in two weeks to go to New York for a modeling contest.
I was gonna leave Germany! Not for two weeks though, no problem! Hmmm, 10 o'clock. The guys have something to do at 2, might as well make them something. I tell you, its so hard to cook for them, what with Bill not liking potatoes or chocolate, Tom liking only fast food, Georg wants some complicated dish for every meal, but Gustav is the best, sneaking in some of their least favorite stuff in when they're not nice. I still remember Bill's face when he tasted potatoes in his lasagna. Bill also snuck in chili peppers in Gustav'slasagna a month later. I just laughed at them all. Today they were gonna do a photo shoot for their new album in German, and for some reason, there would be dirt. So eggs and toast it was! Good God, I'm creative, aren't I? Gustav was the first one up, bounding down the stairs and swinging me around in the air, arms wrapped around my waist.
" Did I ever tell you how you totally cinched that audition?" He said, lifting me on his shoulders. " We have no time for celebrations today. Wake everyone up, take a shower, and eat the damn breakfast!" I flopped down on the couch, Gustav right beside me. " Gustav, go get changed." I laughed, jumping off of the couch and decided to change again. What is wrong with me? Maybe the fact that I'm officially in a modeling contest means that I have to be more careful of what I wear. My shirt had been thrown to the floor, along with my hair tie, I was letting it down, and flipped it in frustration. Maybe...... my good pearls and a tennis-player like outfit? In black of course. That might work for today....nah. My good polo and jeans it is. I dressed in a flurry and ran downstairs. We had a hour to get there!
" Into the car!" I yelled as I walked briskly out the door. The van was already there! " Garcons! Escargots promenade plus rapidement que vous tous mis ensemble!" ( Boys! Snails walk faster than you all put together!) I jumped in the drivers seat as Klark( random person) got out, going inside the house, watching it for us while we were gone.
At the photoshoot.I was sitting on the sofa for almost the entire shoot! The shoot was fun. I threw mud, got mud thrown on me, even rode on Bill's back as I threw mud at the other guys. The ride home..... not so great. I swear, I was looking, I just didn't see it! I didn't see the car. I got rear-ended by some guy driving a truck with metal poles in the back, dangerously hanging on the top of the bed, when he skidded on the road and crashed me into a telephone pole. You guys have no idea how close the pole was to hitting the guys in the back. Thankfully, nobody got hurt, the pole missed Bill's head by two inches. Arisu, my friend who was coming over with us, was in the passengers seat. Nobody in the back got hurt, but the people in the front did. Arisu got a pole shoved through her thigh, and the same pole that went through her thigh, went through my chest.
I didn't even notice until I turned around in my seat to flip the guy off and felt fire rip through my chest. I looked down at my chest horrified, then looked back at Arisu, who was clutching her leg in pain. Everything became blurry, I could only slightly see my hands in front of my face, much less the blood covering the windshield. I couldn't even hear anything, just the slurred voices and pleads to stay awake and to keep my eyes open. ' Cherry! Stay awake Cherry!' I barely recall the ambulance ride to the hospital, just that I couldn't stop crying. I knew I was going to die.
Wow, don't die Cherry!