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. |
|| Abbie’s POV ||
People now really recognize Sonnie and I as part of the band rather then fill in girls for the G’s. When we go on stage, people scream for all of us. It’s great to hear our names fill the air with Tom and Bill’s. The once, always the center of attention diva shared the spotlight with all three of us now. Well, at the with the fans and on stage. We’re not so sure how the interviews are going to go, Sonnie and I had been avoiding them like the plague.
We’d seen the twins on them a few times in the last three months or so, but the questions have really started to get repetitive and Sonnie and I knew what their answers would be before they were even said. Jost said we couldn’t skip this one though- we had to get out there sometime. And since this was the last one before America… I shudder at the thought.
So I sit with Sonnie next to me, her hair in the signature braids that everyone seemed to know her in. Bill offered us the front row, but we promptly refused that. Maybe, if w sat in the back like the G-strings did then we wouldn’t be asked anything and the twins could take over the show like they always do. Or at least, like they’re supposed to do.
The lady seemed nice enough, she smiled sweetly at us and I could feel Sonnie tense beside me. Give her an instrument, a stage, and tell her to sing this girl was fearless, put her in front of a camera and ask her to speak and she turned into a mute. Her face was red, hidden behind a curtain of braids and she played with her fingers or constantly fixed her hair some more. I… was bored.
“Hello, and welcome back. We are here with Tokio Hotel, for their first interview with the entire band since Sonnie and Abigail joined them.” I cringed when she said my full name, “So how all of you today?” Tom and Bill smiled nodding answers for all of us with soft simple spoken ‘good’s’. “So, you guys are going to America soon, how are you all feeling about that?”
Bill had the microphone, smiling like he was so used to this and answered yet again, “Yes, we are going to America. We’re all very, very excited and very, very nervous about this. Tom and I have been there once before, but we’re going to be playing our new album there. For Sonnie and Abbie this will be their first time to America- so they’re a little more nervous then we are. But I know they’re going to do fine, they both speak English very well so we’re going to have a lot of fun.” I’ve decided it now, I love Bill. He just naturally took control of it all and Sonnie and I were free to let our minds wander.
Until the stupid lady realized we haven’t said a word. “This question is for the girls,” Sonnie tensed up next to me and looked at her, “Now a question that is going through hundreds of thousands of fan’s minds. What is it like having to share a tour bus with Tom and Bill.”
I took the mic from Bill and Sonnie just looked at me expectantly, “Well… really its probably not all they think it is. It’s like spending a day in a house with them. We just mess around with lyrics and cords and shit… can I say shit on TV? Oh.. well, anyways. I dunno, we watch movies sometimes or Sonnie and Tom have Guitar Hero battles.”
Sonnie looked like she wanted to kill me for pointing her out specifically, especially at her next questions, “So, Sonnie. Who’s better at the game, you or Tom?”
I answered for her, “It’s impossible to tell which one of them is really better then the other. They’re always trying to distract each other so they can win. Hitting, pincing, tripping each other. Sonny pulled Tom by his dreads once, he lost that one. She had freaked him the fuck- oh… I can’t say that either, can I? Anyways, it freaked him out. It’s always pretty neck and neck with those two.”
“Oh yeah?” The lady smiled, “Pinching and pulling hair? Do we have a little inter-band romance going on here?”
Sonnie glowered and Tom nearly choked on his own spit when she said that before both sets of eyes from my band mates were on me and glaring. Tom snatched the mic from me to answer this one, “No, Judy, there is absolutely no inter-band romance going on between Sonnie and me. We’re just mates, Yanno? She’s just this annoying little chipmunk who follows me around. I don’t even notice half the time because of how short she is.”
I think Tom’s goal was to piss Sonnie off to get her to talk too, because she snatched away the microphone, “Although the Monkey Headed Dick Face is completely true about us not being together,” I flinch at her choice of name towards Tom. Last thing they needed was sexual names like that, “He lacks to mention the fact that it his shadow I feel towering over mine. And that he’s far too much of a whore to actually be in any real relationship.”
“Like you’re any better!” Tom snapped, snatching the microphone back, “You are in those bars just as much as me dancing with all those fucking guys, more then I do girls.”
Sonnie grabbed it back, “But I’m not fucking any of them, and you have a good three years on me, Tomi-boy!”
Tom started to snap something back but the mic missed it as Bill snatched it from Sonnie’s hand, turning attention back to him while the two guitarist fought, “Ignore them- neither of them have had their nicotine fix for awhile.” He said, making Judy laugh.
“Oh that’s fine Bill, but now- I must ask you something. As you’re brother and bassist deny being in any form of relationship- what about you? I’m sure by now we’ve all seen the picture of you and Abbie kissing. Are the rumors of the two of you true?”
Bill smiled; we were both waiting for that question. The picture from my little drunken episode had gotten out about two months ago. “No, those are not true either. That picture was actually from a party after our first show with the girls. They failed to catch that I had pulled her away from some psycho trying to hurt her and the fact that Abbie was completely drunk. The kiss was something harmless between two friends.”
“Maybe then it was, but what about now? They say in your shows you spend a lot of time around Abigail here.”
“I dance around everyone while I sing. It just so happens that Abbie is in the back and can’t move around freely to interact with us. So we all go around her.” Bill said in an honest defense.
“So absolutely nothing?” She asked.
I was getting slightly annoyed, “Where are you going with this? I got sticks to hit, let’s goooo!” I said, saving Bill from answering it again and making Sonnie and Tom laugh, Judy following suit when she figured I was kidding, “Nah, really though. Bill and I are nothing but friends.”
I blocked out the rest of the interview, I didn’t want to remember anything else. It was boring anyways after that.
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