Bill Kaulitz

By Bill - 2004

Hmm... I heard there's a new guy at school. He's only been here for like two weeks and he already has a fan club that follows him everywhere, hoping for at least a chance with him. I'm not saying that's wrong, but come on, two weeks! That's a record time for those girls to chase after someone. Well, if they can do it, so can I, and... wow! The guy's going to sit next to me in history class. It's great that our desks are together, so we can talk more. I watch him put his things down in the seat next to mine. He finishes putting his things away and sits down, taking out his history notebook and his textbook. I look at him with interest. Now that I think about it, he has blond dreadlocks and baggy clothes; he looks like a mini gangster.

"Um... Hi, I'm Bill... and you?" I say politely, trying not to make him feel too uncomfortable.

They are both men who get to know each other and fall in love; the cold guy becomes very sweet to the other, who is already sweet.