Yeah, I know I said I would put it on my second account --> @The_Secret_Scarf
But I decided to post it here!
So this just a short summary and short prologue.
Let me know what you guys think
Cover should be up soon!
This chappie's Broadway song is, "Rent" from Rent. Broadway version of course (:
NON FANFICTION STORY! :O
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Love you all my Little Pretties,
Madame Midnight
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Harmony, Dylan, Tess, Mindy, Ashton, Luke, and Xavier are all Broadway dreamers.
Some have already reached their dreams.
Others have only dreamed about it. One way or the other Broadway is their dream. Read through the lives of these seven individual dreamers as their lives intertwine with one another.
Harmony, Dylan, Tess, and Mindy all get called back for the same lead female role.
Ashton, Luke, and Xavier all get called back for the same lead male role.
It's a battle for the lead.
Sing, dance, act, lie, and sleaze your way to the top. Broken hearts to broken bones nothing will stop them from getting to their dream.
Drugs, sex, lies, love, heartbreak, broken bones, and broken dreams.
All in a days work of a Broadway Dreamer.
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Harmony's POV
"Alright get back into costume!" My director screams as all of us dancers run back to the dressing room in fear of Mr. Dayle, our terrifying director.
He would never hurt me though.
He wouldn't hurt the girl who gives him his, 'rush.'
No not sex.
Cocaine. Pure and simple. Don't you dare try to judge me! When you grow up around the crack heads, drunks, pimps, and whores, you become one. Though I'm not a pimp or whore, I do enjoy the thrill of a needle in my vein, shooting heroin through my bloodstream that wakes my brain up.
My name is Harmony Miller.
I have a bouncy blonde hair, electric blue eyes, I'm a bit under weight.
Stupid drugs.
I'm nineteen, 5' 6'', and I'm a Broadway star. Okay, more like a dreamer. I'm in the chorus for Legally Blonde the Musical. I'm in the Greek chorus. I'm not one of the main girls even! I'm in the chorus to the chorus.
At this point it's pathetic for me to even try to get a lead.
I guess I will always just be a Broadway dreamer.
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Dylan's POV
"DYLAN! Go and clean up table twelve!" Margret yells from the back of the kitchen. Margret is a real sweet old woman, she's in her late fifties and has been working here at Peter Pan's Diner, in Babylon, New York, since she was about fifteen.
She's my boss, but also my favorite person in the world. Sure she can be strict sometimes but she's like a second mother to me. Peter Pan is packed today! I put on a fake smile and push my shoulder length ash colored hair out of my Carmel eyes. I put on a fake smile and walk over to table twelve.
The only reason I'm stuck at this low end job at the age of sixteen is because I'm saving up to be able to go on to Broadway.
Broadway!
That's where I'm going to make it happen.
If I can ever get out of Long Island first.
I have an audition today though, as soon as my shift is done I leave.
I already have my bag packed in my car.
I just want to be big.
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Tess' POV
"LUKE GET YOUR ASS OUT OF THE SHOWER!" I yell as I bang on the door at my roommate, Luke. Luke is taking forever and we're going to be late.
Today we both leave for Manhattan, Broadway here we come. There are auditions for a new play opening up soon and Luke and I were both lucky enough to score auditions with the famous director, Mr. Dayle.
He's responsible for the revival of Rent, Legally Blonde, and West Side Story.
Luke steps out of the shower his blonde hair is spiked, his blue eyes are sparkling, and his toned chest is showing through his plain white polo. His light blue denim jeans hang loosely off his hips.
If only he wasn't gay.
Not that there is anything wrong with being gay, it's just, he's so perfect.
Even if he was straight he wouldn't see anything in me, curly black hair, tan skin, I'm more on the chubby side. I like my eyes those.
Violet.
Like Liz Taylor's, I want to be like her, an actress, a singer, and an idol to many inspiring actors around the globe.
"What's wrong Tessy bear?" Luke asks as he cups his hands around my cheeks.
"Just...thinking. What if the director doesn't think that I'm the right shape?" I ask him, he knew what I meant when I said 'shape.' He knows I'm not particularly happy with my current weight, yet he always makes sure that I'm eating properly and not eating tiny meals or no meals.
"Teresa!" Luke exclaims as he drops his hands from my face. He's pissed, he never uses my full name unless he's mad. "If he doesn't think that a girl with a beautiful talent that is actually proper weight and not an anorexic stick. Then I won't even bother auditioning. It will be his loss."
"You would give up your dream for me?" I ask in complete awe and disbelief.
"Tess, my dream is to have my best friend have a good life and not be manipulated or scared by stupid idiots with a fancy name." Luke jokes, I push him away and grab my light blue duffel bag and my keys.
"LET'S GO BE BROADWAY STARS!" I yell as I walk out the door with a laughing Luke on my tail.
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Ashton's POV
"Cause everything is Rent!" I belt out the last line of my duet audition song, I was only practicing my part my sister Mindy was running late so I was just going to sing my part. I hear small hands clapping and I look down at the almost empty stadium to see my baby sister Belle clapping, she's only five and has cancer.
That's part of the reason I'm going to Broadway, they make good money and I can help my mom pay for Belle's treatment.
"How'd I do Belle?" I ask her as I reach for my water bottle.
"Amazing!" Her small voice chirps out.
"Thanks Princess!" I move my mud hair, which is stuck to my forehead with sweat, out of my eyes.
The door's burst open and Mindy rushes in. Mindy is seventeen, a year and a half younger than me. We both have mud color hair, pale faces with emerald eyes. The only difference is Mindy curls her hair and I have freckles.
"Well we can sing in the car," I say sarcastically as I smirk at Mindy for being late. She purses her lips and motions for us to leave. I grab my bag and pick Belle up.
"You're going to be the best Ash!" Belle says as she gives me a wide smile. I kiss her forehead as a response, she knows it's my way of saying 'I Love You.'
The three words I haven't been able to say for a long time.
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Xavier's POV
Sitting in the small dressing room, I carefully go over my script. I make sure to keep quiet though, a show is ging on and the 'waterboy' is not allowed to intervine.
Whatever the hell that means.
Mr. Dayle is one of the most cruel directors ever. If you are not reading a line or giving instructions, you are not allowed to speak.
He's one step away from being a dictator.
I'm going to get this part, not just for myself though.
But to prove to people that I count, that I exsist, and that I am more than just some waterboy.
I am a Broadway Star. Or at least I will be.
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Mindy's POV
Crap, crap, crap, crap, crap, crap!
I am beyond late to meet Ashton!
That means we are running way late to get to auditions.
Crap, crap, crap, crap, crap, crap!
I burst through the doors to find Ash waiting impatiently with Belle.
"We can sing in the car," he remarks sarcastically. I purse my lips and start to head out to my car.
Sometime's I really do love Ashton but the rest of the time her makes me want to pull my hair out.
I slam my car door shut as Ash settles Belle in the back with us.
She practically begged our mom to let her come, even though she won't see us audition. She just likes to be out.
Since most of the time she's strapped to some machine trying to help her get better, lots of everyday things most people overlook is exciting for her.
Even getting the mail is exhilarating for her.
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Luke's POV
"LUKE GET YOUR ASS OUT OF THE SHOWER!" My roommate Tess yells at me as I slip my white polo over my head. I groan and head out the door.
Today we get to audition for a Broadway play, we've finally saved up enough money to do it!
I walk outside to see Tess stressing over something.
Tess is a sweet girl with violet eyes, volumized curly brown hair, and a curvy figure.
"What's wrong Tessy bear?" I coo at her as I cup her cheeks.
"Just...thinking. What if the director doesn't think that I'm the right shape?" Tess asks nervously. Tess has always been upset with her figure. In her opinion she was the shape of a circle. I hate how she though so lowly of her self.
"Teresa." I snap at her to grab her attention, my hands leave her face to show her that I'm being serious and not trying to comfort, but to confront. Her eyes lock with mine, I never call her Teresa unless it's important. "If he doesn't think that a girl with a beautiful talent that is actually proper weight and not an anorexic stick. Then I won't even bother auditioning. It will be his loss."
"You would give up your dream for me?" Tess asks in complete awe and disbelief.
"Tess, my dream is to have my best friend have a good life and not be manipulated or scared by stupid idiots with a fancy name." I joke, Tess shoves me away and grabs her light blue duffel bag and keys.
"LET'S GO BE BROADWAY STARS!" She yell as she walks out the door with me laughing, tailing behind her.
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