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by loveulikethemovies

by loveulikethemovies

Dalton's POV
"Dalton do you have your guitar?" Mary asked me.
"Yeah. It's in my car."
"You wanna play something for us."
"Oh jeez i dunno-"
"Please!"
"Ok I'll get my guitar."

"Any request?"
The night was filled with song and awkward sing-alongs. We laughed and ate s'mores. And slowly people trickled out.
Me, Skylen and Ophelia were the only ones left. The guitar was put away a while ago.
We sat peacefully as we roasted marshmallows.

"We're young right?" Ophelia asked out of the blue.

"I'd say so." Skylen answered while putting a marshmallow between two pieces of graham cracker.

"So what do we wanna do? What do we wanna be when we grow up? Dalton what about you?"

"I uh- I want a family. And I want to keep playing music. I want to get signed, that'd be amazing. Ophelia?"

"Well, you guys know I was going to start college in the summer but I already started online! I'm gonna be an FBI agent. I'm going to be on the BAU. in new york preferably. Responsible but fun. Sky?"

"huh?"

"What about you? What's your dream?"

"I dunno. Y'all know I'm a realist. Dreams aren't really my cup of tea..."

"Come on," I added, "you gotta have something. Didn't you tell me you wanted to be on broadway?"

"I mean yeah. But that's not realistic. Being signed is realistic dalton. And being on the BAU is realistic O. broadway isn't realistic. Working at the school of ballroom is realistic. Going to college is realistic. Doing a desk job-"

"Sky you can make your dreams realistic." Ophelia cut her off.

"And what was it your favorite musician Tyler Joseph once said? 'never put a ceiling on your dreams'" I chimed in.

"Yeah but my boyfriend also said once 'set your expectations low and you're guaranteed to meet them'"

"Well screw what I said!"

"So what do you want? Realistic or not." Ophelia jumped in.

"Well," Skylen started, "I don't want to live with my parents forever. I don't want to go to college. I know waste of an IQ. But I don't want a desk job. I want to live in New York City. since I was little I've wanted to live in the Big Apple. And I want to be Broadway! I have no idea how Imma get there, but I'll get there!"

"There we go!" Ophelia called out, "now we're dreaming. Hey we could even live together!"

Skylen's POV

We laughed. Dalton and Ophelia continued to talk about the future. But it made me think. I'm not where I wanna be. I wanna be dancing. I wanna be stage. At least I got the job at The School Of Ballroom. I want to move forward. And I feel stuck. I'm stuck being young, but it's getting old. I'm gonna get out.

"Sky?" Dalton asked, concern in his voice. "You alright?"

I thought for second. I'm gonna make this happen.

"Perfect." I pecked his lips then took bite of my s'more.

"Will you play being young?"

A/N short I know I'm sorry! but I hope you're enjoying it!

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