Theater love

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Okay, so fun fact I am a college athlete. I play golf. Which if you don't know is extremely difficult and the single most frustrating thing to ever exist.

Yet I still love it. I wouldn't play it if I didn't love it.

I spent literally the whole summer working on my swing and trying to become a better golfer. I am a decent golfer as is but I am not on the same level as my teammates. If I want to be able to compete and play in tournaments I need to get better by at least 6 strokes.

This summer I definitely improved! And then as soon as I fucking got to school my whole game completely fell apart. All that work was nothing.

Even still I continued practicing and I am starting to show improvement again but at a cost to my mental health at the moment. I literally spent 2 and a half hours hitting balls breaking down crying because I felt incompetent at a sport I was supposed to be good at.

To put it in terms the lower your score the better you are at golf. This summer I shot an 83 as my best round which was a really fucking good round and what I shot today was a 91. That is terrible for me.

AND TO FREAKING ADD A CHERRY ON TOP I HAVE ANXIETY which is not a fucking good thing for my sport and I keep comparing myself to my teammates which is not healthy. I am getting to the point where I want to curl up and cry half the time because I feel like I am a disappointment.

Yeah so now back to the story.

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(There are my OC's in this chapter just a heads up)

Lily's POV

Today is a great day. Today is the best day in existence.

My school's theater teacher is taking the leads of our show to a singing workshop in an actual broadway theater with a ton of other schools.

We are doing Hamilton for our production. Because it is yah know ICONIC,

Unfortunately, only three of us could come. Luckily for me, I am one of the three.

Our amazing theater teacher decided to bring the Schuyler sisters because we have the hardest singing parts.

My friends Janis and Tilly are with me. Janis is playing our Eliza and Tilly is Peggy making me Angelica.

Don't ask how the hell I got that role.

I love that I got the role. It has been a dream role of mine since I saw the original cast perform it when I was a little kid.

We were all bundled up in winter clothes with scarves covering our faces and beanies matting down our hair and warming our pink ears.

The speaker comes to life and says "Next stop Time Square" in a gravelly voice.

We all stand and move towards the doors.

Janis turns to me and says "I wonder what theater we are going to be in? Are we going to see anybody from the show? Oooooo I wonder what the set is going to look like up close!"

Tilly and I chuckle at the energetic girl before Tilly says "Girl calm down. If you embarrass us in front of a broadway star I will never forgive you!" while glaring at her slightly.

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