"Well, you had better stay in bed for a while." The doctor said as he wrote out a prescription. "How long is a while?" Brittany asked carefully. "About a week or so." The doctor replied, looking up from his note pad. Brittany and Taylor looked at eachother and moaned. "Alright, thank you very much, doctor." Walker shook his hand, and they left.
On the way home they passed the place where to concert was to be at. "Looks like I won't be singing with you there anymore." Brittany pressed her nose up to the window, causing it to fog a bit. "Don't worry, Britt," Walker said, "There is plenty of other shows you can sing at!" "Yeah, I guess so." Brittany sighed and closed her eyes. "If you don't sing, I don't sing!!" Taylor exclaimed. "What?!!" Brittany shrieked. "Taylor, what in the world are you talking about?" Walker pulled the van over. "If Brittany doesn't sing, I don't sing. Do you think I am going to leave her alone in the hotel room sick with no one to take care of her? I don't think so." Taylor shouted. "But Taylor!" Brittany rested her head on her hands. "Tay, please reconsider. Your making the wrong choice." Walker turned around. "No, the show's off and that's final."
