Thank you to all who reviewed(: The next chapter won't be up until atleast Monday, because I (Whitni) have plans Friday and Saturday, and have to work Sunday. So enjoy(:
Regular P.O.V.
The 16 year old teen pulled the wig over her head, taking one last look at her makeup before rising out of the makeup chair. She stopped by the door, grabbing a cough drop, and giving her bright-haired best friend a smile. "Is your throat sore Miles?" Lilly asked with concern. "Just a little bit. I'll be fine" she smiled before walking out of the dressing room and onto the stage.
Lilly/Lola's POV
I walked out of the dressing room and over to the couch where my 2nd parents and pretend little sister sat. "Hey Lola" Billy Ray said, pulling me into a side hug as I plopped down on the couch. "Hey guys" I smiled up at my 2 favorite people. I love these guys.
Which is why I'm moving in with them at the end of the month, when my parents move across town. We were chatting about random things, like normal, when I noticed that the music on stage had stopped in the middle of the song.
"MOM! Miley just fainted on stage!" Noah ran up, yelling. Everything after that was a blur. Billy Ray was on stage, and before I knew it, he was carrying Miley to the couch. Next thing I knew, they were loading Miley onto a stretcher and into an ambulance.
Billy Ray and Tish rode in the ambulance, and I drove behind with Noah. When I arrived at the hospital, there were already paparazzi there. I battled my way to the front, ignoring the questions being thrown my way, and sheltering Noah from them.
The man guarding the hospital doors let me in and I immediately ran to the front desk. "I'm here for Miley St- Hannah Montana?" I corrected myself. "Miss STEWART is in room 212. She was awake by the time they arrived, they're still running tests." the nurse replied looking up from her notepad and giving my hair an odd look.
"Alright thank you" I replied, grabbing Noah's hand and pulling her towards the room. "Excuse me, are you immediate family?" the nurse stepped behind the counter, stopping me. "I'm her best friend, and this is her little sister" I replied, impatiently. "I'm under strict orders to only allow immediate family back there, due to papparazzi issues.." the nurse trailed off as tears began to stream down my face.
"B-But Miley has been my best friend since 8th grade. And I'm moving in with the Stewart's in 2 weeks. I'm basically family!" I pleaded. "Are they adopting you?" the nurse asked quizzically. "Yes Ma'am." I replied with puppy dog eyes.
"Go ahead.." the nurse sighed. "Thank you SO much!" I replied, dragging Noah down the hall. I quickly wiped my tears and looked down at Noah. "THAT my dear, is what we call crocodile tears." I replied, wiping the rest of my tears.
The 11 year old just nodded at me and we continued down the hall. We reached room 212 and I walked in to find Billy Ray on one side of Mile, and Tish in the corner talking on her phone. I walked over and sat down by Miley. "Has the Dr. been back in to give any results?" I asked, grabbing Miley's hand.
"He should be in here any moment." Billy Ray said, looking at me for the first time since I entered the room. "I thought the nurse said she was awake?" I asked as I pulled off my wig. "She was.." Billy Ray replied in a worried tone. Just as Tish was finishing yelling at whoever was on the phone, the Dr. came in the room.
"Hi, I'm Dr. Kevie Sr." he stated, reaching out to shake my hand. "How is she?" he asked, walking over to the bed. "She drifted back off to sleep" Billy Ray replied with worried eyes. "She did? I mean, she did.." Tish stated, looking guilty that she has missed this.
The Dr. looked down to see Noah tugging on his coat. "Is my sister gonna be okay?" she asked with tears in her eyes. I pulled her onto my lap and into a hug as we waited for the Dr. to give us the diagnosis.
"WELL? Is she gonna be okay? Is she gonna wake up?" Tish asked impatiently. "I think you need to sit down.." the Dr. Kevie Sr. replied in a steady but shaky voice..
CLIFF HANGER
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