Seventy-Two

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I stumble back into the apartment after a whole day of shopping with the girl I met to discuss Chicago.


I learned her name was Ester.


We hit it off right away.


We both came home with a few new shirts.


I heard quiet music from in the back of the apartment.


A smile crept onto my face.


Sweet piano music filled the rooms.


And then an even sweeter voice.


'It's a big, bright, beautiful world, with happiness all around. Its peaches and cream if our dream comes true."


I put my bag down and crept behind a door.


I imagined soft hands dancing gracefully across the keys, setting the music free from their fingertips.


"It's a big, bright, beautiful world, with possibilities everywhere. If true love is blind, maybe you won't mind the view. I know I'm not the handsome prince for whom you've waited. I don't have a fancy castle and I'm not sophisticated."


I giggled quietly enough to where he couldn't hear me.


More notes flooded the tiny apartment.


"A princess and an ogre I admit is complicated. You've never read a book like this. But fairytales should really be updated."


I heard him applying more force to the keys.


I love when he does this.


I love when he just feels the music and doesn't care whether he breaks the piano or not.


"Its a big, bright, beautiful world. I see it now. I'll let it in. I'll tear down the wall and clear a spot for two."


He paused.


"To be with... you."


There were a few more keys pressed until he hit the last one and chuckled to himself.


I stood from my hiding place behind the door.


"That was beautiful, Shrek."

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My alarm screamed at me to wake up.


I bolted upright and squealed.


Today is the day.


The day I break free.


I noted to add a bounce to my step as I gallivanted through the city and to the Ambassador Theater.


Darren told me to wear the new jacket I got with Esther yesterday.


It was camouflage with little pins and patches decorating the front and back.


It was the first time since Tony night that I had actually paid attention to my wardrobe.


I couldn't help the smile that made its way to my lips as I opened the heavy doors.


Esther smiled and showed me backstage to where the other people were warming up for their audition.


I cracked my knuckles and found my way to the bathroom.


My tea was about empty before I even started to warm up.


I ran through scales and my audition song twice before exiting the bathroom.


The other people in the waiting area looked scared to death.


I smirked and calmly took my seat.


People came and went as quickly as they arrived.


I soon realized they were going backwards alphabetically.


Diabolical.


I focused on a painting over the exit door.


I was confused at first but then I realized it was a dog.


When my name was finally called, I stood from my seat and calmly walked into the auditorium, inevitably forcing myself to stand as straight as I ever have.


One of the three people in the audience nodded in my direction.


My mouth opened and the music played.


And a part was earned.

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