And here is chapter 2.
Chapter 2 – The Concert
Miley… hmmm… that voice sounds so familiar.
Miley… I think someone's calling me. But 'm so tired.
Miley… maybe I should ask what it wants.
MILEY!!! Huh?
Miley blearily rubbed her eyes. She sat up confused and disoriented. She turned and saw her brother.
"Jackson?"
"Yeah?"
"What…are you…doing…in my room?"
"Well someone had to wake you up. You're gonna be late for your own concert."
"WHAT?! Why didn't you wake me up sooner?"
"Well, I tried. You just wouldn't get up. Are you okay, Miley?"
"What? I'm fine. Why would you ask that?"
"Well… you normally don't take a nap after school, it doesn't normally take this long to wake you up, and, now that I think about it, your face is flushed. Are you sick?"
"No! Why would you ask such a …"
Jackson placed his hand on her forehead.
"…thing"
"Miley! You're burning up!"
"Please don't tell dad. He'll make me cancel the concert! I can't do that."
"But Miles, you can't perform like this. We can postpone the concert."
"Or I can perform. If you don't tell dad."
"Uh… don't you think he'll notice that you're sick?"
"Of course not," said Miley confidently.
"Don't you think he'll notice that you're pale, sweaty, and that you're forehead is burning?
"I'll take a shower, use makeup, and take medicine or something."
"Okay, fine." Immediately, Jackson launches into monologue about how he didn't know and tried to stop her.
Miley raises an eybrow and asks him, "What are you doing?"
"Writing my apology speech. Dad's gonna kill me."
Miley rolled her eyes and went to take a quick shower.
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later.