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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City Of Dreams
General FictionSequel to New York- Where Dreams are Made Charlotte struggles to remain on top of everything. With all the problems and stress, she tries to hold it together. She tries to finish what she came to do. She tries to make her dreams come true. But...