Chapter 9

Adam's POV

I woke up to Chase screaming, and I immediately opened my capsule and asked Chase what was wrong. Then I heard Bree busting a gut.

"Did you pull a prank on Chase?" I asked, completely confused at what was going on.

"I stuck a very loud alarm in his capsule and now..." Bree gestured at the capsule, snickering.

"That is awesome!" I yelled high fiveing her and laughing along.

Then the fun ended when Mr. Davenport came downstairs and pulled Chase out of his capsule.

"Chase, can you hear me?" Mr. Davenport asked.

"Yeah. My ears are ringing like crazy, but I'm okay," Chase replied.

After Mr. Davenport let Chase go upstairs he turned to me and Bree.

"Adam, why would you do this?" Mr. Davenport asked, obviously trying not to lose his temper.

"It wasn't me!" I exclaimed.

"Then who did it?" Mr. Davenport asked, crossing his arms.

I had to tell him about Bree. But I knew that she was gonna get me back later. Nevertheless, I turned her in.

"It was Bree!" I exclaimed.

"Bree. I expect this kind of behavior from Adam, but you? You know that Chase's hearing could easily be damaged by that." Mr. Davenport said.

"I'm sorry," Bree deadpanned, honestly not looking too sorry.

"I'm gonna let you off with a warning since you can't be grounded while on tour, but you need to apologize to Chase. I have to finish helping Douglas find a substitute to your capsules," Mr. Davenport said leaving the room.

Then Bree whirled around and glared at me. "Why did you tell him? I only expect Chase and occasionally Leo to this kind of thing," Bree said.

"Because I would be in more trouble then you, and he would ground me anyway. tour or not," I explained.

"FYI, that is the only reason your getting off the hook. I have to go apologize to Chase," Bree said, rolling her eyes and super speeding upstairs.

I decided that I didn't want to see my siblings be mushy, so I went to find Leo.

Turns out, he was helping Douglas and Mr. Davenport with the bus.

I walked over to Mr. Davenport and tapped his shoulder.

"What is it Adam?" Mr. Davenport asked.

"Um, so... what cha doing?" I asked.

"Douglas and I found the substitute to your capsules. You wanna test it out?" Mr. Davenport offered.

"Heck yeah!" I yelled climbing into the bunk that had my name on it.

"Pull the curtain, that's gonna be like the door to your capsule," Douglas told me.

I closed the door and chilled out for like five minutes, I looked at the wall in my bunk and decided that it needed some major changes. Like a picture of a pinyata on a clown in a bouncy house and a picture of a llama in ski pants on a trampoline. After all, everybody wants to see that, right?

Then I heard Leo call my name, so I climbed out.

"Did it work?" I asked, stretching because it was a little cramped in there.

"Yep. Can you ask Bree and Chase to come here? I wanna see if it works on them," Mr. Davenport said.

"Ok." I said, going to tell my siblings and to find the pictures I needed to spruce up the bunk.

Later

We all road in the bus for like a hour on our way to our rehearsal for the first night of the tour.

We all walked out and we all said, "Whoa!"

We walked in and a few stage mangers grabbed our bags.

Richard came in and showed us the fliers for our show. Didn't everyone have the internet now?

Wait... aww, man! Now I sounded like Bree. I tried to think normal thoughts, but it didn't work, so I gave up.

We started rehearsal and the first few songs went great, then we had a fifteen minute lunch break, so I grabbed a sandwich and scarfed it down, then I went outside to get some fresh air and I saw the flier for our show. Then I realized that our faces were scratched off and there were some very angry words written on it. I immediately told Richard, he just gave me the ruined flier back and told me to get rid of it. But since I never listen, I took it to Chase who had just finished his lunch.

"Chase, this was outside of the building." I said handing it to him.

"Does anyone else know about this?" Chase asked.

"Richard. That's it," I replied.

"Adam, this is a threat to the band," Chase told me, showing me the flier (even though I'd already seen it).

I read it again and I started to freak out in my head once I saw the words.

The flier said: "Either Not Another Boy Band goes now, or I make them!"