What you know (Hamilton cast)

Fifty-five

"Look at my ass
Look at my thighs
I'm catnip to the guys
They chase my tail
They drool and pant
Wanna touch this but they can't

"All the boys want to come and play
Snap my fingers and they obey
Why do they follow me around all day
Watch me while I walk away."

"How do you know this?" Anthony asks us.

"I did it in a production. I don't know what her excuse is." I joke.

"Tommy!"

"What?" He asks, peering around the corner and into the little space that we tried to dance in. It worked but only a few have proper space at a time.

"Was she in legally blond?"

"I don't remember. It's been so long, all I remember is an off Broadway show and some smaller ones. Maybe in high school. Oh, and poll dancing. How did you learn that?!"

"That's not bad. That's on so many resumes."

"True. But you were nineteen."

"You're still so young!" Anthony says.

"What are you doing?"

"Putting that performance from you guys on the snapchat story."

"Anthony." I whine.

"So what did you do in high school?" He asks as they leave the room and others fill the space again, standing up from the couch. It's only Carleigh, Betsy, and Jazzy.

"Just some shows with a performance company that my music teachers friend had founded."

"Oh. Nice. Don't delete that video." He says. sigh, putting my phone in my pocket and leaving the room. I spend some time during the beginning of the show backstage and then watch the monitor with the swings, posting every once in a while but I was not very exciting.

"So I tried. I think I did okay with that? Right?" I ask, unsure. I'm leaning against the wall, waiting for Lin to be done outside.

"Add her." Carleigh says, sticking her head in. I smile and start another ten seconds.

"Okay, well that was fun. My snapchat is Kelsey M. Emmott and I occasionally post." Carleigh laughs in the background. "Not really." I shrug. "Well, hope you at least enjoyed it. Goodnight!" I post it and follow Carleigh where she stops while we try to walk in.

"Carleigh?" I look beyond her to see Anthony and I slip under Carleigh's arm that was supposed to block me. I open the tab back up.

"Wow. My resume." I say, unamused. "Why do you care what's on here?"

"Because I want to know how it got on here. I literally thought that this was blank."

"Hey, I did stuff in high school."

"You never told anyone you were in an off broadway show." Carleigh says. "If you don't tell people things, they get curious.

"Really. Because he's curious now that I did tell him this." I say, exiting out of the tab.

"Yeah, you need to update that. You measurements are off."

"I'm gaining weight." I defend myself. Very, very, slowly. But it counts. And I'm trying.