Jack grinned at Daniel. Good afternoon sleepy head. He laughed.
Daniel grinned at Jack. Bro, I was so tired. Its not even okay. He yawned.
Welcome to the world of the living. Jonah teased. I was about to give Eben the list of chic-fil-a order. What would you like?
Daniel shrugged. Number three eight count with ketchup and frosted lemonade. He replied. Oh, and waffle fries.
Okay. Jack, what do you want? Jonah asked, writing down the order.
Chic-fil-a sandwich with chic-fil-a sauce. Waffle fries with ketchup. Lemonade too. Jack responded.
Aight. Zachy? What about you? Jonah asked.
Same as Dani. Zach replied.
Bean? Jonah asked.
Same as Noodle. Corbyn replied.
Jonah nodded. Eben. Ill have the number three eight count too. With fries. He said.
Alright. See you in an hour. Eben replied.
An hour? Daniel asked.
I have to shop too. Eben explained. Bye yall.
After an hour Eben returned with two bags of food and drink trays. Good day gentlemen. He laughed.
The food Eben. Corbyn laughed.
Eben took the food to the kitchen and the boys followed. After eating, Jack looked at Corbyn. Bean, you want to go skate? He asked.
Sure. Corbyn answered.
They went outside leaving the others to watch a movie. Jack and Corbyn got on their skateboards and began heading down the street. Corbyn grinned. I said boom boom boom, let me hear you say wayhoo.
Wayhoo! Jack yelled, doing an ollie jump.
Corbyn smiled. Wayhoo! he yelled, also doing an ollie.
After an hour Jack tried another flip. His leg slipped and he fell, hitting his head on the ground har. Corbyn skidded to a stop I and ran to Jack. Oh my god. Are you okay?
My head. Jack moaned. My head hurts so bad.
Corbyn gently lifted Jack off the ground. Lets get home.
When Corbyn got to the house with Jack he sighed. Okay.
Super dizzy. Jack muttered and fell forward.
Corbyn held his friend tightly. Help. He called.
Jonah arrived in the living room and gasped. Eben. He called.
Eben examined Jack. Looks like it was a hard hit to the head. Small concussion. Hell be alright in a few hours.
Jonah nodded. If you say so.
That night Jonah walked onto the stage and looked at Jack. He frowned when he saw how unfocused the boys eyes were. You know me the best, you know my worst, seen me hurt, but you dont judge. That right there is the scariest feeling. Now here we are standing up again, Ive been hurt so I dont trust. Now here we are staring at the ceiling.
Ive said those words before, but it was a lie. And you deserve to hear them a thousand times. Zach sang.
If all it is, is eight letters, why is it so hard to say? If all it is, is eight letters, why am I in my own way? Why do I pull you close, and then ask you for space? Jack sang.
If all it is, is eight letters, why is it so hard to say? Corbyn sang.
As the boys sang Unbelievable, Jonah noticed Jack was getting quieter. Come on everyone. Lets sing with him. He said.
Youre in my heart, youre in my head. Now Im waking up youre in my bed. Everyone in the crowd sang with Jack.
Jack froze as a wave of dizziness hit him. He set down his guitar and moaned as the world went black. Jonah. He moaned and collapsed.
Zach and Corbyn ran to him in a panic. Noodle! Noodle, wake up!
After an hour in the doctor, they were told that Jack would be okay and that he would be in the hospital for a little bit because of a concussion.
