Once done, I pin my curly hair up into a half up, half down style and hang out with the cast.
_______________*maddie pov*
We get our 5 minute call, so most people make their way into the wings for the show. Well, by most people, I mean everyone but Leslie. He runs in seconds before he needs to be on stage, so me all push him out and he begins to sing. I watchI them all sing, one by one. Lin steps up and says his line. "Alexander hamilton." He says, and the crowd erupts in applause. Once he finishes, barely heard over the loud claps of the crowd, I step forward. I b3qyreathe, looking out, then see a familiar face. I smile slightly, seeing it's Riley, yet inside I'm overjoyed that he came. "When he was ten his father split, full of it, debt ridden. Two years later see Alex and his mother bed ridden, half dead, sitting in their own sick the scent thick, and Alex got better but his mother went quick." I sing, then retreat back slightly.
I go into the wings and run up to the balcony with Jazz and Renee, laughing slightly. We walk onto the high platform and wait for our cue. "Me, I loved him!" They three of us chorus out, then go into our dressing rooms to get on our dresses for the rest of the act. I pull on the gorgeous blue gown, then get ready to sing about Manhatten in the 1700s. The number goes great, and I hit each note and choreography point perfectly. We continue through text show like this, constant costume changes, impeccable singing and choreography, and wonderful emotion throughout the first act.
We're all hanging out in the kitchen, a few minutes before call for the second act. We eventually head to the dark wings of the stage, prepared to perform once again. Daveed goes out for what'd I miss, and he does amazing, as always. We do take a break a little while later. I stand next to anthony, playing the piano with him. This was one of my favorite staged numbers, how we're all separate at first, then coming together and being one family. Anthony, renee and i walk off stage at the end and group hug. "That was amazing." Anthony whispers, and Renee nods furiously.
I smile, then prepare for my biggest, most taxing number in the show. A while later, I walk onto the stage, a bucket in one hand and candle in the other. I sit, putting the bucket and candle down, and sing. Each word flows out of my mouth, soaked in passion and emotion. As I sing the words, everything leaves my brain. No more worrying about the words, or the fire, or the crowd. As I let the last word slide out of my mouth, I pick up the bucket and candle and leave, still not worrying about a thing.
Not long after, I hear the familliar "1,2,3,4,5,6,7-" and fake gunshot effect. I prepare myself for stay alive, rushing on stage at my cue. "No! Is he breathing is he going to survive this? Who did this, Alexander did you know?" I say, sounding distressed and worried. We sing the whole song with so much emotion, and let me say it's wierd pretending your dad is your child, then watching him die. We do its quiet uptown, then I leave the stage. I soon come back on stage, behind lin. We sing best of wives and best of women, then I prepare for WLWDWTYS.
I walk on and do my part. "I put myself back in the narritive." I begin, my voice soft, quiet, and slightly regretful. I finish my solo, my voice booming, loud, trying to push Alexander's legacy through the walls of the theatre. We finally do bows, and Lin and Leslie push me ahead. I bow, blushing and smiling, then punch Lin in the arm. He laughs and I change out of my costume. Soon after, I hear a knock on the door. "Come in!" I say, loud enough to be heard through the door. It quickly opens and reveals Riley. "You did so good, monkey!" He says, picking me up and twirling me around. "Thanks!" I say, and he hands me beautiful, pale pink flowers. "Roses, since your middle name is rose." He says smiling, and I smile back.
We hang out for a while, until Anthony and Jazz are ready to leave. "How did you see the show?" I ask, and jazz looks back. "Thats on us. Remeber, we can pull some strings. We got him the ticket." She says and I nod. I lean on his shoulder and stay like that for the rest of the ride.
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