Adopted By Kevin Olusola

Chapter 19

KYRA's POV
I wake up in a room with a white ceiling and lots of lights. I start to sit up and I see Dad sitting in a chair in the corner of the room on his phone and drinking Starbucks.
"Hey," I say weakly.
"Oh My Gosh, Kyra! Are you okay?" He said jumping up from his chair and hugging me.
"I'm fine," I said, "What's going on?" I looked and saw monitors and IVs all around.
"You ate some food with some of your allergens in and you blacked out. Why did you do that?" He asked. It all came back to me. The concert. The songs. The boy.
"I-I-I ate it so I could gain weight because I'm too skinny," I said.
"Kyra," Dad said, "You are the most beautiful girl in the world and I love you. Don't let other people tell you anything different. I'll go get the doctor so we can get you ready to leave. Anything you need?"
"Nope!" I said, "I'm good!" I was still so sad about what that kid said to me. I was lost in thought when if felt someone hugging me tightly and squealing. I turned to see Mitch hugging me. "Oh my gosh! I'm so glad that you are okay! I walked into the room and you were just lying on Kirstie's lap!" He said, almost too fast for me to understand.
"Mitch," I said, "I'm fine. I just want to leave and get back on with the tour."
"We have a concert tomorrow in Chicago. So that means an 8 hour bus ride today," He said.
"Yay," I said sarcastically.
Dad popped in the room, "The doctor said you can leave. You can get dressed and meet us in the waiting room."
"Okay," I said, "I'll be out in a minute." I got dressed and walked into the waiting room, where Scott was waiting with Dad and Mitch.
"Hey," Scott said as he picked me up, "How are you feeling?"
"I've been better. I've been worse," I said.
"Well," he said, "You want to head out to the bus?"
"Yep," I said. I was still super embarrassed about what happened yesterday, so I was trying to not talk about it.
We walked out of the hospital to see a bunch of fans gathered around our bus. We started to walk back into the hospital when a fan yelled, "LOOK! IT'S MITCH, SCOTT, KEVIN, AND KYRA!!!!!!" Suddenly a whole wave of fans were running towards us.
Scott threw me on his back and started running back into the hospital.
"Hold on!" He yelled. We ran through the hospital waiting room, getting yelled at by a bunch of nurses, but we didn't stop.
Finally, we ran into a men's restroom. Most of the fans were girls, so they couldn't get in. We were all panting like dogs. One guy who was using a urinal was staring at us, but we didn't care.
"I'll call Kirstie and Avi," Mitch said. I just sat in Dad's arms, still in shock.
"You okay?" Dad asked.
"No," I said, still not looking at him.
"It's okay," he said, "I know that everything has been crazy lately, but it will be okay, I promise."
Just then Mitch got off the phone. "Kirst and Avi are coming. They are bringing security guards. We should be out of here in a couple minutes."
"You make it sound like we are in prison," I said, laughing a little, "Like Avi and Kirstie are coming to bail us out." Scott, Mitch, and Dad were laughing.
Next thing we know Avi is walking in with a bunch of security guards. "There they are," Avi said.
Then Kirstie ran in and hugged me, "We were so worried about you. Are you okay?"
"I'm fine," I said, "Just a little shaken up."
"C'mon," she said, helping me up, "Let's get on the bus." We walked out to the bus holding hands the entire way out to the bus.
Once we were settled in on the bus Kirstie called a team meeting in the back of the bus. This should be fun.
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KIRSTIE's POV
I called a team meeting in the back of the bus to tell the rest of the band that I started a FaceBook, Twitter, Snapchat, and Instagram for Kyra.
Everyone looked so serious in the back of the bus like they were expecting some big news, so I decided to play a little trick on them.
"Okay guys," I said, looking down at the floor, "I have some big news," Wow, acting classes are really paying off, "I-I-I'm pregnant!" I was trying my best not to laugh.
Everyone just stared at me for a while until Mitch finally broke the silence, "Kirstie, I'M SO HAPPY FOR YOU!" Then everyone started yelling out questions and Mitch, Scott, and Kyra were totally freaking out.
"GUYS!" I yelled, laughing, "I WAS KIDDING! I WANTED TO SEE IF YOU GUYS BELIEVED ME!" Kyra started laughing her head off, but all of the others glared at me.
"I hate you," Mitch said, throwing a pillow at me from the couch. That ended up in us all having a pillow fight. We were having so much fun, but Kyra disappeared all of the sudden. I motioned to Mitch to come with me to check on her. He and I found her in her bunk, crying. We both sat down on the bunk immediately.
"What's wrong, honey?" Mitch asked.
"It's my rib. It hurts from the pillow fight," she said.
"You expect me to believe that?" Mitch said.
"I was hoping," Kyra said guiltily.
"What is it then?" I asked.
"It's just that kid from last night," Kyra said, "He made me feel horrible about myself."
"I knew it," Mitch said, "I knew it because I used to be the same way when my mom asked me if I was okay."
"What are you talking about?" Kyra and I asked simultaneously.
"When I was bullied, my mom would always ask what was wrong, but I always came up with an excuse so she wouldn't bother me about it," Mitch said.
"You were bullied?" Kyra asked.
"Yeah," Mitch said, "I was bullied for being too fat, for singing, for being gay." Tears were forming in the corner of Mitch's eyes.
All of the sudden Kyra started hugging him. "I know how you feel," she said. Mitch kissed her on the forehead and rubbed her back. Once they were both calmed down I texted Kevin.
Kirst:Come to Ky's bunk with the others so we can finish our meeting
Kev: ugh... why can't u come here?!?
Kirst:Mitch and Ky are having a crying session
Kev:everything alright?!?!
Kirst:Ya! Just come here
Kevin, Avi, and Scott all walked up to Kyra's bunk and sat down on the floor outside of the bunk.
"What was the meeting originally about anyway?" Avi asked.
"I wanted to tell you guys that I started a FaceBook, Twitter, Instagram, and Snapchat for Kyra," I said, "Also, the hashtag #Luv4Kyra is trending on Twitter and Instagram."
"What's that?" Kyra asked.
"Well," I said, "Apparently a fan caught that boy bullying you on camera and posted it on YouTube which started the hashtag #Luv4Kyra. A bunch of people are leaving nice messages on Twitter, Instagram, and FaceBook. You should read some of them. They are really nice."
"That's awesome!" Kyra said, getting on her phone and checking Twitter, "I have one million followers on Twitter!" She jumped up and down in a cute little teenagery way! "Oh my gosh! Tyler Oakley tweeted! So did Idina Menzel and Tori Kelley and Ricky Dillon and Beyoncé?!?!?!?"
"WHAT?!?!" Mitch and Scott screamed, checking their phones.
Kyra was freaking out! She was smiling so big that you would think that she had never had the life she had before she moved in with Kevin.
"Feeling self conscious?" Scott asked.
"Not at all!" Kyra said and I could tell that she meant it.