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Live Every Second	By : PunkyEmoFreak Category: Singers/Bands/Musicians > Tokio Hotel Views: 1129 -:- Recommendations : 0 -:- Currently Reading : 0
Disclaimer: This is a work of fiction. I do not know the members of Tokio Hotel. I do not make any money from the writing of this story.

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|| Tom’s POV ||

We had gone through so many of these damn interviews and auditions that Bill and I had grown tired of it and decided to stop showing up, telling David to call us only when he found someone good. It was the only reason the two of us were here now, he was so sure he had found the two new perfect members for our band.

“They are a little different then the others we’ve been auditioning the last few weeks,” David told us, prepping us for the meeting as he led us to the large conference room of the hotel that had been emptied out for this reason exactly.

“Different how?” Bill asked, crossing his arms over his chest, not liking the idea. Bill was stubborn; he was looking for clones of the G’s. I swear it.

David just smiled at us, his hand on the door handle as he looked at us, “Well,” He started, “First of all, they’re both younger then you guys.” Bill wrinkled his nose at the idea, he liked being the baby of the band, I was cool with being the oldest though, “And… they’re both girls.” Bill’s jaw dropped this time, my eyes widened.

“What?! No! David, you must seriously be out of your mind if you think I’m going to let you bring girls into this band.” My brother hissed, cat-like eyes glaring at our manager.

“I have to agree with Bill on this one, David,” I told him with a sigh, “I will not deal with the fucking PMS bullshit of some girls on tour.” I muttered, shaking my head.

“Without the two of them, there will be no tour.” David told us darkly.

“David this is so ridicules-” Bill started.

David shot us both a glare that could melt steel, it shut us up instantly, “You’re the ones who got in a fight with Georg and Gustav. You’re the ones who decided you were no longer friends and kicked them out of the band. You’re the ones who decided they were not allowed back no matter what. Now I’ve been working my ass off trying to find someone good enough to replace them. These girls are the absolute best. End of story. You two will hear them. You two will like them. And all four of us are going on that damn tour and act like things were never better like they were before the fight. Is that understood?”

We were both dumbfounded as we looked at him, nodding slightly. David had never lost his temper with us like that before. He turned away from us and opened the door, the smile he was wearing before appearing back on his lips as he led us into the room where the two girls were.

There was a girl with bright red and black hair sitting behind the drums, tapping her drumsticks against her knees of the cut-out jeans as she laughed at something the other said. The other one was the one who caught my attention, her hair was in braids all over her head, coloured strings tied in each one with thick liner to rival Bill’s over her eyes.

“Sonnie, Abbie, I’d like you both to meet Tom and Bill.” He said, holding his hand out to us like we were some sort of a prize. “Boys, I’d like you to meet your new band mates, Sonnie Lestrange and Abigail Ackerman.” He said, pointing to each as he said their name.

“Abbie…” The one with the braids said as she stood up, a smirk over her lips. I couldn’t help but notice she was rather short, “Theydagay donagont seemageem todagoo hapagapedagee todagoo seedagee usagus.”

The other one stood up, she was a few inches taller then the first. But her smirk was almost identical as she stood next to her with her arms crossed over her chest. “Nodago, theydagay donagont. Thinkadink theydagay wanagantedaged boydagoys?”

“Maybagaybedagee… hedagee lookadooks likeadike hedagee doesagoes atagat leastagest. Lookadooks likeadike adaday divageevadaga.” The short one spoke again.

I wrinkled my brow in confusion, Bill just frowned all together, “Are they stupid?”

“It’s our own language,” The Sonnie-shaped one said, “I wouldn’t recommend trying to understand us.” She said, flicking her hand to the side.

David laughed, stopping us all from talking before it turned into a fight, “Girls… why don’t you show the boys what you can do before we get started on anything else?”

The Abbie one nodded and went back to sitting behind her drum set as the other one picked up a guitar. I was even more confused now. Guitar?

Abbie hit her sticks together a few times and Sonnie nodded at her, like a code just the two of them knew. She hit a few notes on the guitar and the same time that Abbie started on the drums. My eyes were on the guitar, she hit the frets perfectly. It pissed me off. But soon enough, as soft words started pouring from the guitarist lips- I was just staring at her.

“Wake me up inside. Wake me up inside. Call my name and save me from the dark.” I could feel my mouth getting dry as I watched her, David was right. They were good. Better then the G’s even… “Save me from the nothing I’ve become.” I gulped, my throat tightening.

As Sonnie stopped singing the words, her tongue traced over her lips and I caught sight of the tongue stud there tracing over her lip rings in an almost erotic manner. Okay… so she was hot. I had to shake my head as I heard the last of her words coming from her mouth again and the song was ending.

Bill was the first to speak out of any of us, his eyes were on Sonnie too. But he didn’t get lost like I did, he looked pissed. “Does she think she’s going to really be singing or play guitar, David? Because maybe you haven’t realized this, but that’s what Tom and I do.”

“No, no. Don’t worry so much, Bill.” David said quickly, putting a hand on my brothers shoulder, “They know what they’re here to do. It was only to show you their talent, my idea, not theirs.” He said before flashing the girls a smile and they smiled back. “Alright, well. Now Tom- you’re going to have to help Sonnie with the bass. As you can tell, she’s rather good at guitar already, but it was a friend of theirs who played the bass in their old band. But I have been assured that Sonnie is more then happy to completely take on the bass now.”

From the look that Sonnie gave Abbie, she didn’t like the idea of giving up her guitar. I couldn’t blame her, I couldn’t give up mine either. She took the strap off her shoulders and put the instrument back down as she walked over to the other girl, talking to her with a hushed voice in that fucking language again, both of them taking glances over at me and my brother. I wasn’t going to like them.

“Sonnie, Abbie. Pack up!” David said happily, I hadn’t even realized he and Bill were talking, “I will be at your apartment tomorrow to get you and bring you back here. Practice starts immediately. Well have a small venue show in three weeks, and tour starts the week after. Can you two be ready for that?” He asked.

Abbie pushed the red bangs out of her face as she grabbed Sonnie’s hand and I noticed her digging her nails into her friends palm, “We’ll be ready, don’t worry about it.”
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