Do not own Tokio Hotel.
" And so my sister Usha threw a fit when she knew I was leaving for this contest, which was reall pointless, because, and you can ask anyone I know, I don't listen to anybody I don't want to." Kamaria was telling me about how her little sister objected to her leaving home in Maine to go to this contest.
" You know Kamaria, that reminds me of something your precious Georg-y told me was his secret motto. ' Don't listen or talk to ayone you don't want to.' He's like, philisophical." Kamaria blushed and smiled. Her insane crush for Georg was when the band first appeared in the news as Devilish, what with his short curly hair! We were discussing stuff over a fruit salad and water, she had one sister, I was a only child, she had a crush on Georg, Georg was my son who happened to be older than me!
" ....but one time, we acted like a bunch of puppies and ended up in a pile on Gustav's floor!" We both let out a insane laugh, grabbing the attention of the 28 other contestants. Kamaria had tried to get other girls to sit with us, and so far, we got Fairuza from Washington, and Laerke, who, like me, came from Europe. " And then when I was 16, my Dad forced me into this arranged marriage-" The girls at the table gasped and made the cross on their chest. I raised a eyebrow and continued. " And my Grandma, at the ceremony, burst in and cussed everyone out. In CHURCH! So now, I'm kinda living with her."
" I came from Holland." Laerke said. " My Dad did everything he could to stop me from coming here, even if I'm 22, he thinks he can boss me around like I'm 2."
" Well, do you live with him?" Fairuza asked. " No, but I live next to him." We nodded in agreement before jumping at the screams, then soon joined in. It was Mr and Miss J! Kamaria grabbed my hand and pulled me to where they were standing and, as if in sync, we kissed them on the cheek. for me, Miss J for Kamaria, and ran back to our seats, laughing.
" O.k! Well ladies, here you are, the first 30! I'm , and to my right is Miss J."
" We will be watching what you do, and who does what. We are keeping a tighter ship this year due to unmodel-like behavior in our last couple of cycles."
" We will not ever during this cycle accept any duragatory terms, racist terms, and especially and put-downs about a contestants sexuality. Nothing like that."
" We like to call this cycle, ' The Peace Cycle' No one should have to feel left out because of their race, past jobs, past, or sexuality." It grew solemn amongst the girls, except a table over: They were smirking. The speech went on before we were directed into a waiting room. Laerke was in the top 5 to go first, Fairuza was in the 20's, as was Kamaria, and I was # 28. I chatted with Kamaria and the group until it was Laerke's turn to go up. Turns out that Fairuza was Muslim, and her entire family was against the whole of everything to do with modeling. Except for her husband and daughters.
" I miss my babies."
" I miss my Mother."
" I miss the guys." The rest of the circle went on silently till one by one, the rest of the group was done. Except for me! Kamaria held my hand until my number was called. My face started getting hot as #25, 26, and 27 went by, before we all knew my name would be called. I grabbed my bikini and straightened my skirt. I gave the girls one last look, tooka deep breath, and made my way to the room, where I was greeted by Tyra Banks. " Hey Miss Thang!"
" Hi Tyra." I answered shyly.
" So your name is Kinuko?"
" No, I changed it to Cherry."
" Cherry Matsumoto." Mr.J muttered.
" Cherry, I just gotta say, you have the prettiest eyes I've ever seen. And your legs! God, they're a mile long." Tyra stared in wonderment, as did Mr and Miss J. I felt so akward, I just wanted to cover up my legs. They went into a group whisper, and I could barely catch bits and pieces of what they were saying. " The hair!" " She's very pretty, just look at her face!"
" Those eyelashes will be good for mascara commercials, and her skin is perfect for makeup, it's almost naturally glowing!"
They continued whispering compliments about me, before they finally turned towards me. " Alright, why don't you change into your bikini and we'll continue evaluating!" I ran back to my bikini, and already, I could see myself going through the cycles, failing every challenge miserably. ( Bikini pic is on my profile) I changed quickly, then when I passed the full-length mirror, I noticed how my hip bones stuck out. Would they think I have a eating disorder? Would they kick me out? I'd be humiliated! Oh God, what if they think I'll pass on my supposed 'Anorexia' to the other girls?!
I let out a shaky breath and stepped out into the evaluation room, putting my best walk forward as I reached the judges desk. Tyra smiled in approval and wrote something down, as did Mr and Miss J. " Cherry darling, give us a little twirl with your hair down and strike a pose." My legs felt like Jell-o as I walked, twirled, and posed. " Oh Cherry baby, I can tell you'll go far with your walk." Geez, don't people usually get critiqued in these things, not complimented? " So Cherry, it says here that you went from Japan, to Germany, then only came here for this contest, yet you know perfect English?"
" Yeah, I'm pretty bilingual."
" And you also are close friends with a band?"
" Yep, Tokio Hotel." I smiled at the thought of them.
" Wow, you went to school with them or something?"
" Uh-huh." God, it is freezing in here! I gotta have goosebumps on my legs.
" So, you have a crush on any of them? Eh?" Tyra wiggled her eyebrows at me.
" Well, um, kinda." 'Bill'
" Lemme guess, it's Tom?"
" I don't wanna say." I really don't. The interview went great, but then came the makeup box elimination. Fairuza and Laerke didn't make it, and I was fearing for my life when Kamaria came running up to me and showed me my picture. " We're in! We're in Cherry!" I sank to my knees, taking Kamaria with me. We were in. We could actually be models after this. Cheering and crying filled the room as girls who were accepted and rejected realized their fate. I was shaking, as was Kamaria. Only one of us would be a model, this will not be easy.