You are probably most famous for having a feminine body while also playing basketball, all the way to finals and winning them. You've played basketball since you were ten, you played at home and in the school yard, of course you got made fun of for playing basketball. You also got your first boyfriend when you were twelve, Tom Kaulitz, a boy that looks like a girl, he doesn't wear makeup though is just his natural baby face that makes him look like a girl. You two hooked up when you were thirteen and when he was fourteen, but not so long after, you two broke up, not because he or you did anything, but you had to move to other country in Europe, you had to move to Spain, of course Tom was upset and even went through depression because of it, yeah okay he had your number, but he didnt text you, not once. Maybe he was afraid you had found someone else or something. Now you are twenty years old, Tom is twenty-one years old, he and his bandmates Bill, Gustav and Georg went to Spain because they had a concert, but before the concert, there was a basketball match. D34th versus Magma. Your team was D34th, you team have always won, and is probably the worse team to get put up against. You were the worse player, but in a good way. You were smart, had the speed, and had the focus, you are also the one that broke the record with one hundred and nineteen dunks. So, the band decided to buy tickets and look at the concert. Or, well Tom already one, from one of your team members named, Oliver. They are good friends, and Oliver just so happened to be on your team.

A few months later

You were cooking for your team of seven, Oliver was talking about finding you a partner, considering that you've been single for years now. You weren't really listening, untill he said this. "You could always get up with Tom Kaulitz again. I mean, you're both very fucking famous, and have dated before." He said, leaning over the table. "Leave her alone, dipshit." Alex said, punching Oliver in the arm, making him whine like a fucking child, before he turned to look at you again. "Oh well I already invited him over. Well, and his twin brother, because his twin is a big fan of yours." Oliver said, making you pause. "Eating with us? I am only making food for you assholes. Plus my brother." you said, nodding your head towards your brother (who is ten by the way), playing with cars.