Ramos/// a Anthony Ramos fanfic. [COMPLETED]

Chpt 2

Cameron ^^^^^

7:00 am the next day

Cameron's  POV
      7 am came way to quick and soon I was out the door. Once I arrived at the stage I went straight over to the coffee. Now I'm like every just out of kinda college student. I'm addicted to coffee. Starbucks. Basically any coffee that's good and sweet.
       "Cameron!" Lin exclaims.
       "Hi Lin!" I say hugging him. He hugs back of course. He's like the dad figure I've always wanted except he's only like 13 years older than me.
       "There's one of my favorite girls on the set already!" Daveed says pointing at me. I smile and hug him.
       "Hi Diggs!" I smile.
       "Hey Lorrings!" He says. Daveed is like my best friend in the cast. So far at least.
      "Cameron, you want me to lead you to your dressing room?" Lin asks. I smile and nod.

"Thanks Lin!" I say while he walks out. Oak comes bursting through the door while puffing for air.
       "Cameron, hi!" He says sitting down.
      "Hi Oak how's your day?" I ask.
      "Considering it's only 7:30 pretty good. You?" He asks.
      "Meh. There's a lot of people here." I say.
     "You a social butterfly or antisocial?" He asks.
     "Social butterfly!" I reply cheerfully. He laughs.
     "Well I gotta go see ya around the set?" I nod, smile and wave.

"Hi I'm Philipa Soo!" She says rushing into my room.
       "Hi I'm Cameron Lorrings, Peggy!" I smile.
        "Nice to meet you! Well gotta go, the world won't wait!" She smiles rushing out.

Suddenly the man I've had a crush on for years walks in. "Anthony Ramos." He says holding his hand out.
          "Cameron Lorrings." I say taking it. I know this may sound crazy but I felt sparks fly. Fucking romantic.
          "See ya around the set." He smiles and walks out.
        "Cast on stage in 5 minutes." Lin says over the speaker. I make my way down the hall and onto the stage. Holy shit. This is fucking great! I realized I was turning in circles with my mouth open because Oak tapped me on the shoulder and I immediately shut my mouth. He laughed.
          "Your funny Lorrings." He says. I guess that's my new nickname. Lorrings. My last name.

"Well it's so nice to see you all here. You've been chosen for this part because you were better than the other folks trying out." Wow.
        "Well then let's get right into it. Review your lines and have them memorized by Thursday. That's when our next rehearsal will be. So let's try Alexander Hamilton." He says rounding the cast up. I'm not really in this song so it doesn't really affect me.

Leslie
How does a bastard, orphan son of a whore
And a Scotsman dropped in the middle of forgotten
Spot in the Caribbean by providence, impoverished in squalor
Grow up to be a hero and a scholar?

Anthony
The ten dollar founding father without a father
Got a lot farther by working a lot harder
By being a lot smarter
By being a self starter
By fourteen, they placed him in charge of a trading charter

Daveed
And everyday slaves were being
Slaughtered and carted
Away across the waves, he struggled and kept
His guard up
Inside, he was longing for something to be a
Part of
The brother was ready to beg, steal, borrow or barter

Oak
Then a hurricane came, and devastation reigned
Our man saw his future drip, dripping down the drain
Put a pencil to his temple connected it to his brain
And he wrote his first refrain, a testament to his pain

(Y'all know the rest of the song)

Wow. They sounded really good and it's only the first day. I just wanna sound good and be good. But the chances of that today are very slim.
    "Very good but it still needs some work. So next we're gonna try the Schuyler Sisters!" Fuck.