Chapter 1:

The Quieted One

 Howie and the rest of the guys had just finished practicing for their concert next week; it was going to be a major event.

“Hurry UP!” Yelled Kevin, “If we are going to leave we have to go NOW!”

“Ok…Ok” Called Brian, “C’mon guys, before Kev has a fit.”

“I heard that!” Nick and Brian laughed.

Howie and A.J were at a table drinking a water before they left.

“So Howie, how do you like the idea of Kev’s whole *Male Bonding* thing up at his cabin, sounds fun, but I don’t know”

“Yeah, said Howie, sounds like fun” Howie hadn’t really been feeling to well that week, but as usual no body noticed. He had a really bad headache, and didn’t wanna go on the trip, but he also didn’t want to be a party pooper, as Nick called it.

He thought about telling the guys but when they tried they never listened, he didn’t get it, whenever anybody else was sick, they would drop every thing, he just didn’t get it.

As they left the building to go to Kevin’s new really big van, he tried to tell him that he wasn’t really feeling well.

“Hey...Um...Kev?”

“Yah Howie”

“I really don’t feel very well, my head really hurts and my stomach is doing flops”

“I’m sorry Howie, I’m sure that you will feel better once we get to the cabin.” He said, not really paying attention to the younger band mate.

Howie sighed it was no use they wouldn’t listen to him, he reached in his pocket to get the bottle of aspirin he had been carrying around with him, it was almost empty, “I’ll take a few in the car.” He thought.

His duffel was really not that heavy, but he was having a hard time carrying it, he was getting dizzy.

“Hey D, Hurry up!” Called A.J. he was putting everyone’s’ bag in the back of the van.

“Ok Ok, I’m here.” said Howie as he reached the van, handing the bag to A.J.