𝐔𝐏𝐂𝐎𝐌𝐈𝐍𝐆 𝐒𝐓𝐀𝐑

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It's monday morning, the horrific hour of 7:45 am and i'm lying there in bed, fighting the urge to not get out of that perfectly warm position I've found. Desperately, with my lifeless body, it wouldn't move a muscle but then that persistent alarm just keeps on ringing and ruining my beauty sleep.

I suddenly got up, with the instant realization that hit me in my mind: today was the day! A new journey that I would embark on, filled with new excited adventures.   

Just with that thought, my heart skipped a beat. I was finally moving to the city of my dreams, New York City. But back to that ridiculous garbage of a cacophony.

I looked at those huge boxes taking up space in my room, all my decorations being taken down, I couldn't help but feel this deep sadness in my heart. It's that feeling where you know that you're growing up, leaving behind everything familiar and stepping to a completely unknown place..
It's a bittersweet sentiment.

"Y/N!" my mom yelled thinking I slept again through the alarm knowing that I, myself am not a morning person.

"Yeah, yeah.. I'm awake!" I stepped out of my bed, my wooden floor was like walking in the Arctic literally. Chicago gets pretty chilly during that time of year in december and I suppose it's the price you pay when you decide to live in the 5 top coldest cities in America.

After a refreshing, hot burning shower, I got dressed with the caffeine hitting my nose I immediately went downstairs to take a cup of the only thing that makes my day working correctly.

"Y/N.. how do you feel? It's your last morning here!" As I was standing in the kitchen with the cup in my hands and she was sitting down in the kitchen chair, focused on her word search puzzle.

I could tell she was deep in her concentration since she kept making that weird frown when she's in her own world. Not even looking up at me because her hidden words were far too important but still paying attention.

"Well.. you know it's weird to leave but at the same time I can't control it I just feel too excited!" I was waiting on her answer but I guess her activity was more interesting than my answer.

I decided not to disturb her any further and quietly went upstairs still sipping my warm coffee. I guess the littlest things in life can make someone happy and with my mother it was her puzzles.

                    ★彡2 𝑯𝑶𝑼𝑹𝑺 𝑳𝑨𝑻𝑬𝑹

I was finally preparing to leave the house, my heart filled with a mix of nostalgia and anticipation. I gathered all my luggage, taking one last look at my childhood room, now empty but filled with joyful memories of the past.

With a heavy but hopeful heart I made my way downstairs. Standing before me, was my dear mom.

Tears welled up in my eyes as I embraced her tightly, cherishing the warmth of her loving presence.

In that tender moment, she whispered words of encouragement in my ear, assuring my of my potential. Her belief was truly the only thing that mattered.

With her words resonating in my heart, I gently squeezed her against me and planted soft kisses on her cheeks.

It was a touching farewell as I waved goodbye and watched her close the door behind me. I mustered the courage and went directly inside of the taxi that was patiently waiting for me.

Arriving at the airport, I slowly checked my boarding ticket and realized I had less than 10 minutes before the plane's arrival.

In a rush, I hurried my way to the boarding area, eager to come at time and to step foot inside the awaiting airplane. This was really it, me embracing the unknown and ready to chase my dreams.

I was squeezed with the little space I had between the airplane seats. Still looking at my ticket to see where was my assigned seat, I was searching around where I instantly heard the booming laughs getting louder and closer.

Naturally, I turn my head towards where the commotion was. There was this blond dude wearing a hat, cracking up and having a blast with this other guy that was behind him who's rocking a edgy, gothic style and a piercing on top of his left eyebrow.

But, weirdly right next to him was this guy with dreads, a lip piercing and a cap who weirdly resembles the one with makeup yet looks different at the same time... weird coincidence?

The blond one in front of the lookalikes, kept throwing popcorns in the guy's mouth who was next to him peacefully sleeping with his mouth opened.

People next to me kept asking them for pictures but weren't in the mind for it they did look pretty tired since the other one was literally snoring so loud the airplane could crash from it.

I touched the girl's shoulder gently and asked her why she was asking pictures from them and she gave me this weird look looking me from head to toe

"Girl.. what do you mean? Don't you know who Tokio Hotel is? Or were you born in a cave?" She said in a sarcastic tone while giggling with the foolish thing i've just said.

My eyes widen when it hit me like a ton of bricks.

Guess who was actually on the freaking plane as me? None other than TOKIO HOTEL!

I slowly turned around, trying to process that mind blowing information. A mix of shock and pure fan excitement takes over, and before I can even control my words, they just slip out of my lips. I manage to blurt out a few incomprehensible sounds before pointing at them.

Is..Is this actually you guys???... The tokio hotel??

Fan power takes power over me...

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