02. First Performance

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Jasmine's POV

I stand at the right side of the stage, peaking out to see how big the crowd was. It was packed. I knew it was sold out but I didn't know there'd be this many people. I felt sick.

I sit down in a chair and sigh. Why was I scared? You managed to get two parts on Broadway. Two. I must be good at this.

Renée sits down next to me. "Hey, the show starts in 10 minutes," She gives me a concerned look. "Are you okay?" I lean my head back." Ya just a little nervous. It's my first performance."

She puts her arm on my shoulder. "Don't be. You'll do great." I take a deep breath. She was right. "Thank you." She nods before being called over to finish her makeup.

I was all ready in Peggy's costume. The makeup was pretty simple. Foundation, lipgloss, brownish eyeshadow with my hair curled and in a half ponytail. I was dressed in this 1700's yellow dress. It seemed kinda glamorous for someone with only 2 lines, but I loved it. However, Maria was more complicated.

But I didn't have to worry about her now. I had a part to play. I hear the first act begin and somewhat freak out. Before I know it, I'm standing in position about to go on stage to sing.

I sing my favorite song, Schuyler Sisters, and say all my lines. I think I did really well. Next thing I know I'm rushing to get ready as Maria.
I run out of the dressing room in a red gown holding a pair of heels.

"Jasmine! I need to pin your dress!" A costume designer calls out. "Just one sec I need to finish my makeup." I say. I turn back around and crash into someone chest. "Oh my gosh I am so sorry." I apologize. I look up to see Anthony.

"Oh hi!" I say quickly. I seen from the corner of my eye the makeup artist groan. "Hey, you look great. You sounded great too." He says. I smile. "Thanks! But I have to go finish getting ready. See you later." I say, already walking away.

Anthony's POV

I feel something crash into me. Not something. Someone. I look and see Jasmine. She looked gorgeous. We talk for a second before she leaves to go get ready.

I walk over to where Daveed is and sit down. I sigh and he raises an eyebrow. "You like her don't you?" I look over at him. "Who?" "The new girl. You like her?"

I roll my eyes. "Jasmine... no she's just a friend." Daveed scoffs. "Suuurrrreee." He teases. I nudge him in the side. We sit in silence, listening to what's going on on stage.

Daveed breaks the silence by saying: "... Ya know, you guys would be cute together."

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