×Tom Kaulitz ×

• The school cafeteria was filled with laughter and chatter, but at a center table, Tom Kaulitz and her, the popular girl who always seemed to shine brighter than everyone else, were in their own world… or rather, in their own conflict. *

"You always say you're more popular than me!" Tom said, pointing at her with a piece of bread while she laughed.

"Because it's true!" she replied, tossing a piece of salad that almost hit him on the shoulder.

• And so it began: first it was a small food attack, then another, and suddenly the two of them were throwing everything they could find: pieces of bread, salad, even a bit of juice flying through the air. Their friends' laughter mixed with shouts and absolute chaos. *

"You're impossible!"

• Tom shouted, dodging a tomato she had thrown with almost military precision. *

"You're no better!" * she responded, grabbing a cake from the center platter and launching it straight at Tom's face… although, in a twist of fate, the principal ended up taking it full-on as he walked in at that exact moment. *

"WHAT IS GOING ON HERE?!" the principal roared, cake all over his face, his eyes full of disbelief.

• The two teenagers looked at each other, trying to hold back their laughter, but it was useless. *

"You, Kaulitz! And you too!" the principal said, pointing at both of them. "This is not a game! As punishment, you will stay until very late cleaning up this entire mess!"

• Tom rolled his eyes, but couldn't help smiling slightly. She, for her part, crossed her arms, amused and defiant. *

"I guess we'll have plenty of time to keep 'arguing'," he murmured while picking up a rag from the floor.