Groff-Miranda/Miranda-Groff

Two

{A/N: Thanks @whammy0 for the first vote! xxAv}

"Pippa, you're here!"
By the time the woman and Cecilia got to the theater, Cecilia was back on her feet, and trying not to freak out because she was next to Philippa Soo. ("Please call me Pippa.")
Philippa Soo was also very late for her call.
"Lin? It's Sunday, what are you doing here?" Pippa asked, looking at her friend as he opened the side door. "I thought you were taking the day off."
"I wanted to hang backstage today. Why are you late? Where were you? Wha-" Lin stopped suddenly. "Who's this?"
He looked down at Cecilia. "Who are you?"
"I'm Cecilia Louisa Rodriguez. Pippa saved me. Some man tried to kidnap me. It was not fun. And, I'm gonna stop taking because you're Lin-Manuel Miranda." Cecilia said, slowly shutting up.
Lin looked down at Cecilia, then nodded at Pippa to run inside to get ready. Lin and Cecilia walked down slowly together.
"No te preocupas, linda. ¿Donde están tus padres?" Lin asked Cecilia in Spanish, inferring from her name and looks that she was Latina.
"No se. Soy una huérfana. Estoy en Nueva York por accidente, pero no tengo casa." Cecilia said. She stopped suddenly. "Lo siento. Eso no importa. No es tu problema."
"Why are you in New York?" Lin asked.
"My town payed for me to be fostered, but I asked to be flown here as a birthday present back in August, but no one ever tried to get me back home. I've been living in a shelter since August. I came up here to watch your show."
Lin looked down at the girl again. "Can I give you a hug?" He asked sadly.
Cecilia nodded before letting Lin wrap his arms around her. She let out a quiet sob.
"Shh. It's okay." Lin whispered, rubbing her back.
"I'm lost." Cecilia muttered, before letting out another sob. She hadn't let herself admit it to herself before now. "I'm really, really lost."
"Hey, Lin?"
A voice traveled from the stairs, then steps came down. "Lin- Who's this?"
Lin and Cecilia both looked up, and the only reason Cecilia didn't scream was because she was still crying.
"Jonathan, give me a moment. Mija, go wait in Jon's dressing room. It's straight up the stairs, then left, left." Lin said  he waited till Cecilia was out of sight to turn to Jonathan.
"Her name is Cecilia. She's an orphan, she was fostered by her town in Massachusetts, no they flew her to New York to see one of our shows for her birthday. Her town never paid for a trip back, so she's been living in a shelter for the past two months. She only sixteen. What do we do?"

{A/N: Hello, hello, hello! So translations!
*Dont worry, pretty. Where are your parents?
**I don't know. I'm an orphan. I'm in New York by accident.
***Im sorry. That's not important. It's not your problem.
****Mija: A pet name that is mi and hija together, translating to my daughter. The masculine form is mijo. It's not only used for your direct daughter or son, many people use it for a child who is like a son or daughter to them.