Lin-Manuel To The Rescue

Prologue

Hey guys! Just so that you know, my name is Tessa. thank you to @xSUMMix for inspiring me to write this story! My trigger warnings are:
Abuse
Death
Swearing
So yeah, enjoy the story!

"JEMMA?! Get of your fat ass and cook breakfast, you bitch!" (I warned you!) I heard distant screams coming from my abusive foster father, Jason. This day would pass the same way as the other 3.7 years have with the Duke family: Slowly and painful. "How dare you?! You are 4 minutes late!" My foster mother Sally screamed, striking me across the face. "Start fucking cooking!"

I had been in foster care since I was 5, and every family that adopted me has been either an alcoholic or abusive, so in the last 10 years, I have been to 6 different families.

Since I cook breakfast every morning, I had cooked, prepared and served 3 plates in a short 6 minutes. "What's this?! My egg's stiff, you know I hate my eggs stiff!" My 21 year old foster sister Rosie said, burning my hand with a cigarette. I let out a small welp of pain, making sure the cruel family didn't notice. "Get out of here, you asshole!"

I left the kitchen and fled to my bedroom (or the garage) and sung through sobbs to 'Hamilton'. I shuffled my playlist. "I know my sister like I know my own mind, you will never find anyone as trusting or-!" I sang.
"SHUT THE FUCK UP!"

I got changed into my Mary Poppins T-shirt, wearing a worn out black leather jacket over the top. There was 2 reasons for the jacket. One reason for the jacket was to hide my battered arms. My other reason, If my 'parents' found out about my obsession with Disney, they would murder me, literally! They think I should be less childish, and they associate Diseny with childhood, like everyone on this Earth! I chuck on my overly distressed dark blue jeans. They weren't distressed when I bought them, it's because of the Dukes.

Making my way to the only place that's made me feel safe since I was 5 (also known as school), a plump girl, who looked about my age, bumped into me. "Oh my god! I am so sorry! Are you hurt? Let me help you-"
"It's fine!" I said.
"You're listening to Hamilton? I LOVE HAMILTON!!!" I was listening to Hamilton with my earphones in with the volume all the way up, so she probably heard the music.
"Yeah, I love Hamilton too!" And so, we fangirled for about 15 minutes. "What's your name?" I ask, a sweet smile crawling onto my face. "Olivia, how about you?" She questioned.
"Jemma, Where are you heading?"
"Westerburg High." She answered.
"Same!" I said, a little bit to excited that I actually had a friend, or the closest I could ever get to a friend. We exchanged phone numbers, and walked to school together.

I looked at my watch, to see the time was ten minutes past nine, I was 10 minutes late! I rushed through the school gates, Luckily my first period was with my favourite teacher, Ms. Klomp. "Good morning Miss, I
Am so sorry that I'm late!" I say, flinging my jacket of.
"Good morning Jemma, do you pay attention in math?"
"What?"
"You're 10 minutes early!" She struggles to say through laughs.
"Oh." I said embarrassed, glancing at my watch. It was ten minutes to nine! I'm so dumb, maybe I should listen to the Duke's cruel words.

10 minute time skip brought to you by 'Ruber Duckie'.

Everyone was in there seats, staring at me. Nobody even took the time to realise I was there, so people staring at me was extremely weird. Even Ms. Klomp was staring at me, a horrified look on her face, until she asked to talk privately. "Jemma, why do you have
bruises and cuts all up your arms?" I took of my jacket before I got to school. Well, shit!
"I got into a fight with my older sister, which was weird, we barely fight!" I say, quite obviously lying.
"Ok, remember, if you ever need anything, I am here for you!" She said.
"Ok, thank you."

After the school day, I was exhausted, so I called Olivia and asked if she wanted to go to Starbucks. We met outside of the Hell-hole I live in, so I could get money. We caught a bus and rushed down there, I had to be back at the Duke's house at 4:30pm.

"HI THERE JEMMA!" Screamed an overly excited Olivia.
"HEY OLIVIA! ARE YOU READY TO GO?!" I shouted even louder, giggling like a five year old stealing cookies (I am that five year old🍪🤤). "Ok, I am done with shouting now." She said, as we walked off laughing.

We decided to walk instead of catching a bus because she said she needs to exercise. We both had smiles laying upon our faces, as we were both listening to music through my phone. "IT'S FROM JAPAAAAAAN! IT'S A GREY OBLONG PILL, QUANTUM NANOTECHNOLOGY CPU! THE QUANTUM COMPUTER IN THE PILL WILL TRAVEL THROUGH YPUR BLOOD UNTIL IT IMPLANTS IN YOUR BRAIN AND TELLS YOU WHAT TO DO, TELLS YOU WHAT TO DO!" we both yelled. We both love all the same musicals, Hamilton (obvvvvvvvvvvvvvvvvvvviously!), Be More Chill, Heathers and Dear Evan Hansen. After jamming along to 'Two Player Game', 'Beautiful', 'You Will Be Found' and 'The Play', we arrived at our local starbucks.

It was jam packed with people, nothing new!! "Omg, is it really you?" One girl said.
"Please sign my playbill!" Screamed another. The swarm of girls and guys sat back down, to reveal Lin-Manuel Miranda was in my coffee shop!
I didn't want to distract him, so I pulled a piece of paper out of my bag, and wrote, 'I didn't want to bother you, so I'm giving this to you! I just wanted to say how amazing you are, and how much I love you!!' I neatly folded it into a paper aeroplane, and threw it into Lin's direction, he read the letter and chuckled, and this melted my heart. He wrote a note back to me, saying, 'thank you for taking that into consideration, but to be honest, I'm never bothered by the fans! Please come and sit with me!' and that's when I died. R.i.p me, Lin is just to powerful! "Olivia, I quickly need to go to the restroom!"
"Ok, be back soo-" and by then I had already left the table.

I stood up, walked with trembling knees to Lin's table, and sat down.
"Hello, how are you?" He asked. He's so polite..
"Fantastic thank you!" I answered.
"Great! Can I ask you a question?" Lin said.
"Of course!"
"Why do you have all of those cuts and bruises?" My heart sank. I can't lie to my idol, but I want to get the Dukes away from me! I thought. "Basically, when I was 5, my parents died in a tragic car crash. My sister and I survived, but she decided she didn't want to take care of me, and put me in foster care. Ever since then, I have been abused, harassed, and even almost killed!" I said, in one breath.
"I am so sorry, um...I didn't catch your name?" He said.
"Jemma!" I said, almost at the speed of light!
"I am very sorry. I will get those nasty people put in jail, jk just you wait! In the mean time, you need somewhere to stay. Why don't you come to mine, we have a guest bedroom, and you can stay! How does that sound?"
"That s-s-sounds am-maz-z-z-zing!" I shakily replied.
"Good. I just have to quickly check if it's ok with Vanessa." He pulled out his phone, and put it to his ear. "Hello? I have a new...Friend who I would like to bring over! Is that ok? Ok, thanks V, love you, see ya soon! She said any friend of mine is welcome.to our house! Let's go!" and so, Lin-Manuel Miranda and I walked to his house.

When we arrived, we was greeted by a very nice and welcoming Tobillo. When Vanessa first saw my face, she raised an eyebrow. "Vanessa, this is my friend, Jemma. I know she is 15, bit she has nowhere to go becaus she is a foster kid!" Lin said without one breath. Vanessa's confused look turned into a pitiful look, and pulled me into a tight embrace. "You are welcome to stay here for as long as you need and longer!" She said, making the hug tighter. " Let me show you around!"

Vanessa took me by the hand, and led me around the house. After seeing the living room, kitchen and dining room, Vanessa opened a door to a white-silver room. "Is this yours and Lin's room?" I inquired.
"No silly, this is your room!" I knew from what moment on I would like it there!
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Hey! Tessa here! My first chapter is up (that's when your supposed to cheer!). This chapter took forever to write, so I hoped you enjoyed it, and it's cool of you didn't! Peace!
-Tessa
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