Tom Kaulitz—Perfect quote.

And yes, I worked at a small sandwich shop that was somewhat popular in the area, but the money wasn't enough for me. I needed more, and I was fast. Until one day, Dereck walked into the store... He was a total show-off, but the idiot had a car I was dying to drive. It was a black Cadillac that begged to be driven, even for just one night. In the middle of their conversation, I heard something important that caught my attention while I was making one of the sandwiches.

"My dad's going to pay me to take my cousin to a dance. Can you believe it? That's weird. And Helen, the prettiest girl, is the one who's got it made, bro. I don't want to miss this opportunity."

Dereck said somewhat frustrated.

I decided to jump into the conversation and spoke confidently.

• I can accompany your cousin.

Dereck laughed and looked me up and down.

-Are you going to win her over with those plastic gloves? Don't be pathetic, Kaulitz.

-I can get a fancy suit, it's no problem for me.

Dereck smiled again and spoke.

-What do you want in return?

-You'll give me the money they offered you and I'll use your car, Dereck laughed as if I had told a joke and then looked at me seriously.

-I wouldn't lend you my car, Kaulitz, you'd mistreat it with your filthy hands.

"I know Helen's going to have a house of her own, and you don't want to miss the opportunity. Who's best suited?"

Hours later I was driving the car with adrenaline and a smile on my face, I was on my way to pick up his cousin and he was the happiest guy to finally be driving the car of my dreams. I arrived at the address he had indicated, and when I saw the girl get out I was almost breathless squeezing the steering wheel tightly with my hands. She got into the car, she was wearing a nice black dress that showed her legs and part of her cleavage along with a casual coat and long boots, her face was too beautiful, she didn't even look like Dereck's cousin, her scent was fruity and citrusy, she gave me a small smile and she spoke.

-You're Tom, aren't you?

I was completely desperate. It was my last year of school, and it was time to go to college. And no, I didn't want to go to just any college. I wanted to go to Harvard. I had good grades and was diligent, but I was missing something crucial: money.

And yes, I worked at a small sandwich shop that was somewhat popular in the area, but the money wasn't enough for me. I needed more, and I was fast. Until one day, Dereck walked into the shop. He was a total show-off, but the idiot had a car I was dying to drive—a black Cadillac that begged to be driven, even for just one night. In the middle of their conversation, I heard something important that caught my attention while I was making one of the sandwiches.

"My dad's going to pay me to take my cousin to a dance. Can you believe it? That's weird. And Helen, the prettiest girl, is the one who's the most beautiful, bro. I don't want to miss this opportunity," Derek said, somewhat frustrated.

I decided to jump into the conversation and spoke confidently.

• I can accompany your cousin.

Dereck laughed and looked me up and down.

-Are you going to win her over with those plastic gloves? Don't be pathetic, Kaulitz.

-I can get a fancy suit, it's no problem for me.