who tells your story // lin-manuel miranda

six

Today is the day, the first day i get to work with Lin. When I told him yes, he was jumping up and down and his ponytail was flopping around. Hair and makeup was a little mad at him after that but he was too happy to even care. I was too. Finally i get a break from them and i get to focus on something i love.

i rushed everything today. I got changed and brushed my teeth in less than 3 minutes. I ran down the stairs and turned on the stove top without even having the pan ready. The eggs, bacon and toast were ready within minutes and i ran out of the house without realizing i still have to go to school. I sigh and stopped running and started walking to school.

I pulled out my phone to listen to Alexander Hamilton and started to sing to try and perfect it before i see Lin today. Suddenly the fast rap approaches and i try my best to get it down.

"There would have been nothin' left to do
For someone less astute
He woulda been dead or destitute
Without a cent of restitution
Started workin', clerkin' for his late mother's landlord
Tradin' sugar cane and rum and all the things he can't afford", I got some weird looks from people but i don't care, i keep rapping,

"Scammin' for every book he can get his hands on
Plannin' for the future see him now as he stands on
The bow of a ship headed for a new land
In New York you can be a new man", i stop rapping and the ensemble took me through the rest of the song.

I enter through the doors of the school just as Lin says "Alexander Hamilton" at the end of the song.

I walked to my locker and get my books and binders ready for the day. I then zipped up my bag and closed my locker door and head to math. As i walked down the hall i am greeted with a wave from Blake who is walking in the other direction.

"Hey Ella!" he said. "Heading to Math?" he says, maneuvering his body to walk beside mine.

"Yep," i say to him with a smile. I thought he would have left me by now and found some other friends, i guess not.

We walked to math in silence and find our table and waited for the bell to ring signaling the start of class.

After that Blake and i didn't talk much all day. We sat together at my locker for break and lunch but we sat in silence. Occasionally we would say something but nothing to hold a conversation. I didn't really mind because i just wanted to get through this day but i think Blake was awkward.

He's the new kid in school and i should be helping him around school and getting to know him, but i chose to sit in silence. Tomorrow ill try harder to get to know him.

The final bell rang and i bolted out of class and out of the front doors to school. I ran for about a minute and then gave up.

As i walked, i started to think about how could this happen to me. How could something so good like this happen. And i'm even more amazed that they allowed me to do this "English project".

I had to lie of course. They would never let me take singing lessons and especially by a Broadway star. They're totally against all forms of art. So lying to them saying that i have this big English project my teacher needs help with is the best way to do this. It's risky but i'm willing to take it.

20 minutes later and i can see the Richard Rodgers theater. I smile and walked with more pride as i get closer and closer.

I finally reached the theater and knock on the stage door. Al opened the door and greeted me with a smile.

"Ella! Welcome back! First singing lesson wth Lin today?" He asked.

"Yep! Is he in his dressing room?"