Jung und Nicht Jugenfried - Tom Kaulitz

Number of posts : 401 Age : 34 Registration date : 2007-07-19

"They're calling us Germany's biggest export!" Bill clapped his hands together whilst his older brother stared at the letter.
"That's because Germany's last big export was Hitler." He shot back. "Look, Bill. We're German teenagers. Who sing in German. We're not going to break out of German language countries, because it's not English." He watched his brother's face fall.
"Why are you always so pessimistic?" The younger asked softly.
"Realistic." Tom corrected. "We won't be famous."
"You don't want to be." The dark haired said quietly. "Why, Tom, why? You love performing, love making music. Why not?"
Tom was silent, and his brother shook his shoulder. "Because they'll put us against each other." He whispered. "Make people choose. Which twin do you like more? And you're the better twin."

Number of posts : 401 Age : 34 Registration date : 2007-07-19

"You shoulda won." Tom crossed his legs and sat up as his crestfallen brother entered the room. Bill nodded, sniffling. "You were real good." His brother silently got into his own bed.
"Bill? Are you ok?" Their mother poked her head around the door. Bill wiped his eyes and nodded again. "Goodnight honey." She closed it, not saying a word to Tom. The thirteen year old blinked and tossed back his dreadlocks, lying down in his bed.
It was a few minutes before he felt the other boy tug at his covers and slip into join him.

Number of posts : 401 Age : 34 Registration date : 2007-07-19

"I don't think you're fat." Bill said, pouring out two drinks. "Just ignore him. He's just annoyed. Probably checked his own weight." The older boy smiled slightly.
"But he is right that you attract more girls than I do." He pointed out, sipping his drink.
"That's because you're gay." The dark haired boy smiled at him. Tom dropped his glass.
"How did you know that?" He spluttered.
"It is kinda obvious, but you're my big brother. I know everything about you." Bill gave him a smile.

Number of posts : 401 Age : 34 Registration date : 2007-07-19

Bill put his luggage on the conveyor belt silently. Tom followed, adding his guitar. They walked through the metal detectors. When Tom was stopped, his twin kept walking. The older boy couldn't run in his jeans, not very well. He looked like a duck. A large, ugly duck.

Bill didn't say anything as he sat down, and Tom prepared himself for a silent plane journey. He put in his music. The last time they'd been on a plane, they had been filmed. He'd rapped. He loved watching that video clip, seeing Bill talking, and then him in the background. The look on Bill's face was just normal. They weren't to know it happened everyday.

"Ladies and gentlemen, we seem to be experiencing..." The captain's voice trailed off as the plane jerked. The twins reached for their seatbelts simultaneously. Bill looked nervously out the window. A tiny moan of fear escaped his lips as the plane jerked again. He turned around.

"I love you." He whispered urgently. Tom opened his mouth to reply.

That was when Bill was ripped from his seat.

Number of posts : 401 Age : 34 Registration date : 2007-07-19

"RECORD LABEL!" Bill screamed, running into the room. "RECORD LABEL, RECORD LABEL, RECORD LABEL!"

"Record Label!" Tom imitated, teasing his brother. Suddenly, the words sank in. "RECORD LABEL!" He hugged him and they jumped around, chanting their mantra over and over again.

"Come on, we've got to tell the others!" The younger twin grabbed his hand. They sprinted out the room and down the street, still yelling their mantra every so often. Their neighbours, well used to them, called out congratulations.

"Who's there?" Georg said suspiciously as they tapped on the door of his club house. The twins looked at each other.

"RECORD LABEL!"

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