Chapter 4

Chase's POV

The next day we had school and for once I didn't want to go, I wanted to watch our sale charts.

What had this band done to me? Before you know it I'm gonna start a biker gang!

I quickly went to tell my math teacher about my burnt assignment and she gave me a new copy and said that I had two days to finish it or I would get a F. I didn't need a F or I would be in so much trouble. After math I went to go get my science book and all of the students mobbed me.

"I love your song!"

"Are you planning on more?"

"When does your album come out?"

"Are you going on tour?"

"Are you going to get a tutor when you go on tour?"

So on and so forth. I felt a lot of pain in my arm, then I feet my head slam into something hard, the last thing I heard was Bree yelling.

"Chase!"

I don't know how long I blacked out but I woke up in the nurse's office.

I tried to sit up, but I was in too much pain, so I just groaned.

The nurse came over to me and then opened the door, I saw Adam, Bree and Leo come in the room.

"What happened?" I asked, looking at them.

"You got mobbed. You were grabbing something out of your locker and then a lot of the students came over and they got so close that you slammed your wrist into your locker, then you tried to get away and you slammed your head into your locker, we had just gotten out of our classes when it happened. I'm amazed you didn't go into commando mode," Bree explained.

"What happened to my wrist?" I inquired.

"We don't know, the nurse is waiting on Mr. Davenport to get here so he can take you to the hospital," Adam said.

Wow, this day was not going my way.

"Hopefully it's not too bad, how will you play guitar?" Leo asked.

Wow, I hadn't even thought about that, if I can't play guitar then our fans will have to wait even longer for new music. I looked at my wrist and realized how bad it looked, it was red and swelling up. Not to mention that it was scrapped up pretty badly. I heard our classmates outside of the nurse's office.

"I'll deal with this," Bree said, and super sped out of the nurse's office. I heard Caitlin say something about our debut and then I heard my sister say this.

"My brother is injured and all you care about is music? You guys got him injured when you mobbed him and now we're waiting on our dad to take him to the hospital and all you guys care about is music!? You are some of the most insensitive people I have ever met!"

Then the mob left except for Caitlin who actually seemed sorry and concerned. Then I heard Bree say that she was fine and Caitlin hugged her, without trying to hurt her, that was the first time I had seen her be concerned about someone besides herself. I felt myself getting tired.

Then I felt someone tap my shoulder.

"Chase, stay awake, you can't go back to sleep," Leo said.

"Quit straining yourself," Adam said.

Then Bree and Caitlin came in the room.

"Hi, Chase," Caitlin said.

I tried to answer but I groaned instead.

"You'll be okay, Chase," Bree said.

Then I heard a car pull up. Mr. Davenport!

"Can you stand?" The nurse asked.

She helped me up and I walked a couple of steps and then I would have gotten a mouth full of floor-yuck-if Mr. Davenport hadn't caught me. Unfortunately he grabbed my injured arm and I screamed, very loudly, you could probably hear my scream from the bank next door.

"Sorry, sorry!" Mr. Davenport exclaimed changing his hold on me and taking me to the car. He helped me into the passenger seat and buckled my seatbelt for me.

"Hey, why does he get shotgun?" Adam asked.

"Because he has to go to the hospital, you three still have school and you are not skipping." Mr. Davenport said.

"Okay," my brothers relented, sulking back into the building, though my sister stayed still, hesitant to leave.

"Bree, go back to school, I promise that Chase will be fine." Mr. Davenport said.

She nodded and went back into the school, waving at me.

XXX

Five hours later.

I don't want to bore you with the doctor's office details so I'll just skip it and get to the diagnosis.

I had broken my wrist and it was in a huge cast, I couldn't feel my wrist at all. I was worried about what Adam, Bree and Leo would say. Would they be mad at me? Luckily I hadn't broken my right wrist so I could still do school work. I had finished the math homework and the rest that I had gotten before my run in with the school. I decided to check out the sales on our debut. I opened my computer and went to Hollywood Records website and went to our very small page. Our sales were through the roof, exploding the site and it was amazing. Then I heard the door open, I expected it to be Adam, Bree and Leo but it was Richard.

"Chase, I just heard, is your father home?" Richard asked.

"Yeah. Mr. Davenport!" I called.

He ran down the stairs, super loudly. "Chase, are you okay? Oh, hi Richard." Mr. Davenport said once he realized it was just Richard.

"Can I talk to you in private?" Richard asked him.

Mr. Davenport nodded and made sure they were out of my bionic hearing range, that kinda sucked. Then Mr. Davenport and Richard came in the room.

"I hope you feel better soon Chase," Richard said leaving the house.

"What was that about?" I asked.

"He wanted to hire you guys a security guard," Mr. Davenport said.

"What did you say?" I asked.

"I told him that I would do it," Mr. Davenport said.

"Really?" I asked.

"I've been like a security guard to you guys for years if you think about it," Mr. Davenport said.

"True," I said.

Then Adam, Bree and Leo opened the door.

"Chase, how's your wrist?" Leo asked.

"Broken," I replied, frowning.

Then Bree noticed Mr. Davenport's big grin.

"What's up with him?" Bree asked.

"He's our band's new security guard," I announced.

I was hoping my wrist would be better soon, because this band was getting more amazing by the minute.