Time for a new school year. Ugh, I hope this year will be better than last year. Even though, I was on the volleyball team and the soccer team everyone treated me the same it seemed like, a nobody. Don't get me wrong, I have a lot of friends, I hang out all the time, but it seems like nobody really cares about me.
This year, will be a new start for me. I'm hoping to get Concert tickets to see my favorite band, Tokio Hotel, this year. I want to take someone with me, but none of my friends know them or really care who they are. I hope to find someone that I can relate to, and obsess over Tokio Hotel with.
Anyway, I throw some clothes on and grab my bag. I fix my hair then I walk out the door.
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I get to school and I walk down to the tables in front to find my schedule. I find my name on the paper sitting on the edge of the table. I grab it and walk to a wall. I look at it for a good minute, trying to figure out where my first class was.
Moments later, a guy came over and ask,
"Hey, do you need help finding your class?"
I stare into his light blue eyes. He was tall, charming, amazing. But he wasn't as wonderful as my Tom Kaulitz.
"Um, yes please." I say, handing him the paper.
"Ah yes, you go straight down this hall and turn right. It will be the second door on the left side."
"ok thank you."
"no problem."
He handed me my paper back and I started walking down the hall.
I reach the class and I open the door slowly. I saw a group of my friends in the corner so I went over to them.
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Alright, next class. I remember where this class was, so I went down the hall and went up the stairs.
I walked in this class, I didn't see any of my friends. I did see some people I have talked with in the past, so I sat by them.
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Ugh, boring lunch time.
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Alright, next class, Creative Writing. One of my favorite classes because I love writing. In this class, I didn't really care if I had friends. This was my time to be me.
I walked to the room, but there was a sign at the door. We were meeting in the computer lab. So, I had to run down the hall, down the stairs, turn left and go to the room all the way down on the right side. I was almost late.
I found a seat by the door.
The bell rang.
"Alright class, we are in here today, and the next few weeks because we are all going to find a pen-pal."
The few people that were in there had a confused look on there face. I said,
"A pen-pal is a person from another country that you communicate with. Some people even meet them in real life and have a great friendship with them."
"That's right. So, today you all will go to the website I have written on the board, you will select a country, and start talking with the person. If they don't know English, just open a new tab and have Google translate ready. The purpose for this, you will have a to do a long essay about your pen-pal and where they live. So ask him/her a lot of questions. Now get to work."
I start typing the website. I already knew that I was going to pick Germany as my country. Hopefully I will talk to someone who loves Tokio Hotel as much as I do.
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"Hallo?" The person writes
"hi, English?"
"yes."
"Ok cool. What is your name?"
"Ebony. What is yours?"
"Jackie."
"You have a pretty name."
"Thank you. So do you."
"thank you."
"Do you know/listen to Tokio Hotel?" I ask
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"uh, JA!! They are my favorite band!"
"They are my favorite too! But none of my friends really care about them. I have no one to talk about them with."
"you have me now."
"Since you live in Germany, have you seen them, like on the streets or in concert before?"
"Sadly, no. Every time I wanted to go to there concert, the tickets were always sold out. I have heard where they are but, I have always been to shy to go there and see them. But there are always bad rumors going around about them. I don't want to get in there personal life, i'm not the type of person to get in a celebrities personal life, like the paparazzi do."
"I know that we have only been talking for a few minutes, but I think you are a really cool person!"
"aw, thank you. You seem really cool too."
"Yes! But I can also be really shy like Gustav."
"OMG me to!" She writes.
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"Have you seen Tokio Hotel before? I know they haven't been to America yet, but have you traveled to Europe and seen them?"
"No, I haven't. I'm waiting for them to come to America."
"I think getting a ticket of their concert would be better there since they aren't really popular there, or are they?"
"I agree with you on that. No, they are not really popular here. I can't find anything Tokio Hotel here."
"How did you discover them?"
"I was on Youtube, listening to music, and on the sidebar I saw "Monsoon-Tokio Hotel" so I clicked on it and instantly fell in love with the song. After that, I started Google searches of them and everything."
"wow cool."
"did you find them by watching tv?"
"yes, they were on every channel back when there song "Durch den Monsun" became a big hit."
The bell rang.
"Oh crap, I have to go to my next class because i'm in school."
"oh man, I had so much fun talking with you."
"Here is my email. I would really love to talk with you when I get home."
"okay cool."
I wrote her my email address.
"Ok, I will email you later. Bye Jackie nice talking with you have a good day."
"nice talking with you to Ebony. Bye, talk with you later."
I logged off and shut down the computer.
I grabbed my bag and ran to my next class. Lucky, it was right down the hall.
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The rest of my day was boring, but pretty good. It felt good talking with my friends again, and getting the chance to write with Ebony. I couldn't wait to get home so I could write with her again.
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I finally got home and I ran upstairs. I threw my backpack on the floor next to my bed, I grabbed my laptop and lay-ed on my bed. I opened the screen and loaded my email. I had a message. It was from Ebony. I wrote her back.
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We stayed up writing for hours. We shared pictures of ourselves so I know how she looks and she knows how I look. It wasn't that late here in America, but in Germany it was very late.
"Hey Jackie I have to go now. It's very late."
"ok, talk with you later. good night."
"good night. Oh Jackie, I have a surprise for you in the next few days."
"what is it?"
"I can't say yet. But you will be very happy. Bye."
"Bye, Ebony."
I closed my laptop and pushed it aside. I grabbed my backpack and did my homework.
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I went down stairs to eat dinner. I told my parents about my day and they were happy for me. They were also worried about me talking to someone over the Internet. I told them to trust me, but you know parents....
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I went back upstairs and got ready for bed. I listened to my music and wrote until I fell asleep. I constantly thought about Ebony. I wrote a story about how we would meet and what we would do. Even though I only knew her for barely a day, I consider her like my best friend. I hope I do get the chance to meet her.