New York- Where Dreams are Made

Chapter 144- For Now

Kurt locks his arm in mine like a prince as we walk in the busy streets.

"I don't think my husband would like you holding my arm." I joked with him.

He scoffed.

"Oh please girl. You know I'm gay."

I sighed.

"I know."

He gave me a look.

"Do you want me to stop?"

I shook my head, quickly.

"No! It's nice to have some human contact since D is gone for a bit."

He nods and sips his coffee, happily.

We trudge past the Sound of Music theater.

He smirks at me.

I shake my head.

"No, Kurt. I'm in Hamilton. That's that."

I smile at his smug look.

"For now..."

I roll my eyes at his comment.

"You have so much more potential, Charlotte."

I turn my head to glance at him.

"What do you mean?" I ask, sipping my coffee curiously.

He shrugs for a brief second.

"I don't know...just...I feel like you have too much talent for that show."

I raise an eyebrow in his direction.

"I mean...You're just so much better than that. You could have any part you want, yet you choose Elizabeth Schuyler in a rap musical."

He scoffs and throws his hands up in frustration.

"I mean you don't even rap!"

I laugh at his dramatic gesture.

My eyes wander to another theater.

"I have always wanted to play Elphaba."

His face lights up.

"There you go! I can see it now."

He glances high into the sky.

"It's perfect. You should audition."

I fidget with my fingers as they are still locked around his arm.

"But I'll miss everyone. Richard Rodgers is so far away from Gershwin."

He makes a gesture that appears as if he's clawing at something.

"You can see them anytime. I mean come on, Charlotte! You have parties like every weekend."

I stare at my shoes, then up at the theaters.

I see the Gershwin in the distance.

"Maybe someday."

It's true.

Wicked is half of the reason I came to New York.

I wanted to be in Wicked.

Wicked. 

Wicked.

Wicked.

That's all I ever thought about.

I sigh.

"Fine. Find me an audition."