The story of the Penguins, The best band ever (CHAPTER 9)

Grace Whitmore was laying in her room when the phone rang. She decided to let it go to the answering machine.
“Hi, you’ve reached Grace, I’m probably not here right now, so, um, leave a message. Bye.” Grace’s perky recorded voice said.
“Grace, this is Noah’s dad,” Grace looked away from the T.V, Mr. Zobster sounded frantic, “Noah’s been in a car accident. He’s alive, but in critical condition. We’re at Beaumont medical center. Please come, and hurry.” Noah’s dad hung up.
“Oh no.” Grace said, tears forming in her eyes.
She ran down the stairs, her bare feet thumping against the carpet. Her mother and father were sitting in the living room.
“Mom, dad, Noah’s been hurt, he’s in critical condition! We have to go to the hospital right now.” Grace said, almost as frantic as Mr. Zobster had.
Grace’s parents, who had taking a liking to Noah, sprang into action immediately.
“Oh honey that’s horrible.” Grace’s mother said worriedly.
“Yeah, it is. Let’s go.” Grace’s dad piped in, already heading towards the door.
In a matter of minutes, the Whitmore’s were on their way to the hospital.

Johnny was half asleep when the phone began to chirp.
“Heeelloo?” Johnny answered sleepily.
“Johnny, it’s Mr. Zobster! Noah’s been in a car accident. He’s alive, but in critical condition.”
“Oh no. I'll be there before you can say Billie Joe Armstrong." Johnny hung up.
He began to rush to his car. Johnny decided to wait to get his parents. He would call them from the hospital.
“Man, do I hope Noah is okay.” Johnny muttered to himself.