Miley Stewart was sitting in the Emergency room snuggling up to her bear, Beary. Her dad was half asleep after all it was 11:30 at night. "Miss Stewart." The nurse called her. Her and her dad followed.
"So Miss Stewart your 16 right?" The nurse asked.
"Mhm." Miley replied shaking her head.
"Now why are you guys here?" The nurse asked. Miley always hated when doctors or nurses asked that when on the phone they asked the same question and you filled out why you where here! So why ask that question?
"Well, Miley has been breathing and wheezing oddly for about two days. Her nose is stuffed up she's coughing non stop and when she just walks to the bathroom or her room her heart rate goes sky high." Robby Ray answered for her.
She listened to Miley's breathing looked in her eyes, ears, mouth. She also took her blood pressure. Once she was done writing down everything she spoke again. "We're going to admit her." She told them. She came back with a wheel chair. The nurse pushed her wheel chair while Robby walked behind with her bag.
"Here we are 6 west room 341." The nurse told them sticking a sticker on it reading Stewart, Miley there was one above it but Miley didn't get s chance to read it. They wheeled her in fast but not to fast for Miley to catch a glance of a body under the covers she now thought it was a guy since she saw some curls sticking out from the covers.
"Okay Miles I'm gonna go home then go to work so I'll be back here around 3ish." He said giving her a kiss on her forehead.
"Okay daddy I'll call you if the doctor tells me anything." She told her dad. He turned out the lights, the nurses already had Miley on oxygen so she could breathe better while she sleeps. She laid her head on her pillow going into a deep slumber but dreaming about the mystery boy.
A/N-Yeah I know not that long but it will be longer if I make it in to a story while I'm sick so please review.