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The date was May 5th 2008 when I went to the Tokio Hotel signing in Philadelphia Music Street. I knew from the start a lot of girls would dress like .... that day just to get the 4’s attention, especially Tom, Georg.
The sun went up, and it was the 5th of May, the moment I will get to see Bill, Tom, Georg, and Gustav just a few inches away from me. I rushed through my closet searching for an outfit to wear that would get the 4’s attention on me without showing any inappropriate bear skin.
It was a black hoddie, written “Misfit” on the back, and 2 obvious skeleton hands grabbing my boobs, HA
I grabbed my CD and put it close to me before I place it somewhere and forget.
By the time my mom exit the highway I heard a lot of girls screaming already. We paid $5, I guess, for the parking and my mom and I head to the group of girls who had the same energy as me. The line was pretty long and I ended up being in the back because we had some other plans to finish, but who cares, I would still get to see my 4 German darlings.
But being in the back isn’t a negative; I got to see Tokio Hotel inside a black Cadillac first, heading to the store Well I really didn’t see the 4 of them because they were in the back seat with tinted windows (DAMN YOU WHO INVENTED TINTED WINDOWS!) but I clearly saw Saki, Tokio Hotel instant famous bodyguard sitting in the front passenger seat with the driver who I have no clue who it is.
My instinct quickly told me to tell the GREAT news to every fan!
“OH MY GOSH IT’S SAKI!!!!!”
Loudly in the top of my lungs and pointed the direction of the black Cadillac.
Then like a falling domino, the name Saki, was like an echo but getting louder.
It was like,
omg it's Saki, it’s Saki, it really is Saki. SAKI!, SAKI!!, IT’S TOKIO HOTEL! TOKIO HOTEL !
I was very nervous yet very happy to being their and breathing the same air in the same room, just amazing. My heart was beating really fast I remember, it’s seem like I’ve ran a miles without resting, which I can’t do in reality, I’ll probably crawling by then.
When I reached the table where Bill, Tom, Georg, and Gustav sitting at, with about 6 chunky body guards including Saki standing beside Bill eyeing every girl out there :) I was ready to give my CD to Bill who was the first person in the sitting, and he gave an eye contact, which I exploded inside eventually, and I totally forgot about the hoodie thing.
Then Bill passed my CD to Tom, I then CLEARLY remember Tom’s eye balls moving up to my eyes then down, my eyes, down etc. Lmfao, right away I knew what he was doing mysterly with his eyes. He envied the sight of 2 skeleton hands place right in front of him XD There is really nothing I could do but staple a big smile on my face
Tom then passed my CD to Georg who seems to notice also the situation going on and I remembered him and Tom said something in German and both showed an adorable smile. I took a picture every second while I’m in there and video taped it with my crappy phone, which didn’t turn out good in the end but I got the evidence ;) I really wish I knew how to speak German or understand the language so I knew what they were talking about. But I knew, oh I knew.. with their facial expression *nods*
He then passed my CD to Gustav who was the last person on the table and signed my CD, and gave my CD back to me with hidden fingerprints of my 4 gods without any expression on his face, which is what I expected from him because he wasn’t that "type" of guy.
I left the store still with a smile on my face, and then 5 seconds later, I start bawling my eyes out. It was tears of happiness, for sure. My mom who got the chance to see them up close either, she finally admits to me that Bill was a beautiful young man and a very attractive androgynous singer. And from this day on, she keeps bragging to my face that Bill gave him a sweet smile. (Like who doesn’t…) I think that made me cry because I wanted the sweet smile from Bill with passion. But mix it in together; I was very lucky and happy to be in their presence of Tokio hotel for approximately 3 minuets.
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