Untitled, chapter 1

It was morning; they had their last concert of their tour. Billie awoke of a sound in the hotel room. "What the Hell!?" Billie asked angrily

"Oh sorry, Billie," replied Tre trying not to a wake Mike. "I thought you were still asleep so I tried to be quietly as possible,"

"That's okay Tre," Billie spoke holding his head. Sunrise came Mike awoke from the blinding sunlight coming in from the hotel's widow.

"Good morning everyone," spoke Mike getting some orange juice.

"Good morning Mike," both Tre and Billie replied. Mid morning or afternoon, something bad happened to Billie.

"Billie, Billie, BILLIE!" Tre yelled looking for his friend. After an hour or two, Tre found Billie collapsed on the hotel floor.

"OH MY GOD BILLIE!" screamed Tre, he was frightened and looked for Mike to help him carry Billie into bed. He started to wake up.

"Where am I?" Billie asked

"Billie you're in bed."

"But why?"

"You collapsed on the floor unconscious and were burning up," Mike spoke telling Billie what happened.

"But the concert! I have to play tonight!" he spoke almost in a panic attack.

"No Billie you have to rest 'til you get better okay," Tre spoke trying to calm Billie down

"Okay I'll try," he spoke dozing off to sleep. Now it was a couple of hours before the concert starts. The two band members had to find a replacement 'til Billie was better from his fever.